70: Rahu's Scheme

Across the Primordial Land, the flames of war gradually rose and showed a trend of continuous expansion.

Deep-seated conflicts had already accumulated between the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan, and with the deaths of Dragon Lord Ao Qing and the Dragon Son Ya Zi, war broke out completely.

The Dragon Clan launched a full-scale strike against the Qilin Clan with the force of a thunderbolt.

Although the Qilin Piercing Halberd was broken, Qiu Niu's Thousand-Faced Thunder Sound Drum had been successfully refined.

Unlike the Qilin Piercing Halberd, which was tainted by blood and Evil Qi and focused on breaking Formations with brute force, this item was different.

It emphasized finesse, using the thunderous sound of the war drum to shake the Foundation of the earth veins and hinder the operation of Formations. This caused the Qilin Clan's Nine Mountains Dragon Locking Formation to lose the blessing of the earth vein's power, greatly weakening its might and ensuring the chains could no longer bind the Dragon Clan.

By the shores of the East Sea, the Dragon Clan's war banners fluttered loudly.

Qiu Niu led the Dragon Clan's elites to the battlefield and beat the Thousand-Faced Thunder Sound Drum. The sound of the drum was like exploding thunder, vibrating the earth veins.

The Qilin Clan's Nine Mountains Dragon Locking Formation was originally unbreakable, but amidst these repeated drum beats, the earth veins became disordered and its power was greatly reduced.

The Dragon Clan army took the opportunity to charge, tearing through the Qilin Clan's defensive lines.

The Ancestral Dragon stood atop ten-thousand-fathom waves, his dragon eyes cold as he gazed at the slaughter on the distant battlefield.

There was no turning back from this battle.

He already knew that the Dragon Clan had certainly been schemed against; otherwise, they wouldn't have started the war so urgently.

Furthermore, they wouldn't have lost a Dragon Lord and a highly regarded Dragon Son before the Great War even began.

He let out a long cry to the heavens, his dragon roar echoing through the four seas: "Since the Qilin Clan seeks death, then we shall fight to the end!"

The Dragon Clan no longer held back, coming out in full force, vowing to wash away their humiliation with blood.

Below Qilin Cliff, the Qilin Clan's territory was shrouded in the flames of war.

The First Qilin stood at the mountain peak, looking at the continuously collapsing Nine Mountains Dragon Locking Formation with a solemn expression.

Originally, the Qilin Clan relied on the power of the Formation to suppress the Dragon Clan, but now that the earth veins were being interfered with by the Thousand-Faced Thunder Sound Drum, the Formation's power was greatly reduced.

The Qilin Clan was already finding it somewhat difficult to withstand the Dragon Clan's offensive.

"The Dragon Clan has gone mad!" a Qilin Clan Elder roared. "They are actually destroying our clan's earth veins regardless of the cost!"

In the war, the Dragon Clan was doing more than just breaking the Qilin Clan's Formations.

To settle things once and for all, after every battle, they would strike at the earth veins of the Qilin Clan's territory. They didn't need to destroy them completely, just cut off the connections between them so the Qilin Clan's great Formation would have nothing to rely on.

The Qilin Clan's cultivation, development, and even basic survival were heavily dependent on absorbing the power of the earth veins.

This move by the Dragon Clan already endangered the Qilin Clan's survival, forcing them to fight with their lives on the line.

"If we lose this battle, the Qilin Clan will have no place left to stand!" The First Qilin gritted his teeth and personally ordered a fight to the death with the Dragon Clan.

As for the Feather Clan, they were initially watching from the sidelines, but seeing the Qilin Clan showing signs of defeat before the Dragon Clan changed things.

Ling Ming naturally knew that after the Dragon Clan dealt with the Qilin Clan, it would be the Feather Clan's turn.

So he also gave the order for the Feather Clan to join the battle, and the conflict broke out completely.

The three clans were completely locked in a fight to the death.

The Dragon Clan commanded the waters of the four seas, the Qilin Clan channeled the power of the earth veins, and the Feather Clan summoned the Nine Heavens Astral Winds. The entire Primordial Land was covered in the flames of war, and life was devastated.

The three clans suffered countless casualties, while the Devilish Qi became increasingly thick.

Luo Hou's scheme finally succeeded; the Luck of the three clans collapsed, Killing Intent descended, and the Great Calamity broke out completely.

Endless Evil Qi and Killing Intent were drawn toward the west.

At this time on Mount Sumeru, layers of Formations began to operate, receiving and converting all the staggering Evil Qi and Killing Intent in the world to strike at a certain Seal existing within Mount Sumeru.

Bursts of sword cries echoed from the depths of Mount Sumeru.

At first, it was like the whisper of a mosquito, but it gradually turned into a thunderous roar, and finally, it sounded like ten thousand devil gods howling in unison.

The Seal's dao patterns on the mountain's surface flickered, and every flash reflected four sword shadows that reached from heaven to earth.

Zhu Xian is sharp, Lu Xian brings death, Xian Xian rises with red light everywhere, and Jue Xian's changes are infinitely wondrous.

Luo Hou sat cross-legged in the center of the Formation, the 12th Grade Black Lotus of Annihilation blooming with an eerie light.

The Evil Qi from the battlefield of the three clans was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, condensing into a blood-colored vortex above Mount Sumeru that blotted out the sun.

In the center of the vortex, four sword-shaped strands of Evil Qi continuously struck the mountain's Seal, each collision sparking blood-colored lightning across the sky.

"Not enough..." Luo Hou's crimson pupils reflected the struggling sword shadows.

Suddenly, he cast his gaze in a certain direction, the God-Slaying Spear flashing with a cold light, ready to strike at any moment.

"Hongjun, or who is it!"

He felt an aura that was extremely similar to Hongjun's, yet somewhat different.

But this aura only appeared for a moment before vanishing again, as if it didn't dare to reveal itself too much before him.

Luo Hou snorted coldly and put away the God-Slaying Spear. "Whether you are Hongjun or not, if you dare to come and ruin my plans, you can't blame me."

Then, Luo Hou activated more Formations, covering Mount Sumeru in layers so it would be difficult for anyone to investigate.

At this time, on the edge of the Western Land, a Daoist in a white robe stood atop the clouds, gazing heavily toward Mount Sumeru.

Having witnessed Luo Hou's strange actions, the white-robed Daoist was also filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

At this moment, the blood-colored great Formation that blotted out the sun had already taken shape, shrouding the entire Mount Sumeru in layers of mist. Even with his level of cultivation, it was difficult to see the truth within.

His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

What exactly was Luo Hou preparing for with these actions?

The Creation Jade Plate in his sleeve suddenly grew slightly hot. Hongjun pinched his fingers to calculate, and his expression suddenly changed.

The Heavenly Secrets showed that a certain strange transformation was occurring in the western earth veins, which actually resonated with the Evil Qi on the battlefield of the three clans.

This was clearly intended to use the momentum of the Great Calamity to reshape the western Spiritual Veins and extract the terrifying existence sealed within!

Though he didn't know the specifics, Hongjun still felt a sense of unease.

Thinking of this, Hongjun flicked his sleeve, and three Slaying the Corpses Clones separated from his body, turning into streaks of light and fleeing in different directions.

Since Luo Hou was laying a trap in the shadows, he naturally had to make preparations early.

He picked up a green leaf, which seemed to retain a certain familiar Dao rhyme. Though it was faint... Hongjun was suddenly startled.

As his gaze swept across, he found that such green leaves were scattered all over the Western Land.

Each one was like a nail driven deep into the earth.

Hongjun breathed a slight sigh of relief; someone had noticed Luo Hou's actions even earlier than he had.

Through the warning of the creation jade plate, he had already foreseen that a battle between him and Luo Hou was inevitable.

But with his current strength, he feared it would be difficult to deal with a frenzied Luo Hou... He thus cast his gaze toward the Southern Land...