349: My family's Emperor isn't here, so asking me won't help.

"What should we do?"

"That old monster did it on purpose, trying to tie us down?" Old Man Tianji said with an extremely solemn expression.

Shen Min, however, thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, let's go back and see first!"

They hadn't found Candle Yin here, but they had encountered several Puppets that had already reached the Immortal level... "Alright!" Old Man Tianji nodded.

The sound of the true dragon horn spread throughout the Five Domains, the heavens and earth trembled, and the Five Domains shook.

"Has the great war begun? The Yao soldiers haven't passed the Imperial Pass yet, so we can't emerge..."

In the Five Domains, in a place called the Forbidden Zone, the Burial Ground of Life and Death, echoing sounds rang out. An old man suddenly opened his eyes, Death Qi swirling within them. He was like a withered skeleton, having sat here for an unknown number of years. Lifespan had long ceased to exist for him, unable to nourish his vital essence... He was not human, nor was he truly dead. He had reached the end of Dao Integration, failed to transcend the Immortal Tribulation to prove his Dao and achieve longevity, and relied on some Heaven-Defying method to seal himself here, with only one chance to act before completely turning to dust... There were many similar to him, some buried deep in the earth, but some of the supreme powerhouses had different goals... "The Monster Realm has arrived..." In other domains, powerhouses also exclaimed in surprise.

The sound of the true dragon horn echoed throughout the Five Domains. Void Return powerhouses rushed towards the Imperial Pass... Heavenly Abyss.

Human Race border.

The Imperial Pass stood tall, ancient and majestic!

The aura of time on it grew increasingly strong. The runes on the city walls, long silent and indistinguishable, seemed to revive at this moment, bursting forth with the profound light they possessed in their past lives, thousands upon thousands. Each rune represented the Dao of a transcendent existence; they scattered their Dao here, adding a layer of resistance to the Imperial Pass's grand formation.

This city was the culmination of countless years of the Human Race, the efforts of generations of supreme powerhouses and ancient sages. Even after immeasurable ages, it remained grand, as if facing this Immortal Qi, facing the pressure of the entire Universe, it would remain unshaken!

Inside the Imperial Pass.

Cultivators continuously appeared, coming from the Five Domains, their numbers increasing at an alarming rate. Those who came were at least Nascent Soul; any weaker, and they wouldn't even count as cannon fodder in this great war.

And at this moment, in front of the Imperial Pass, in mid-air.

Crack!

Crack!

Sounds of space shattering rang out one after another.

"It's our Human Race's supreme powerhouses!!" an Imperial Pass Cultivator shouted excitedly.

Behold.

Figures stepped through space, numbering forty to fifty. They stood there, each exuding a different aura of the Great Dao, like Immortals, with various divine lights permeating their surroundings. Although they knew each other, at this moment, they all remained silent, looking at the distant turmoil in the Heavenly Abyss, and the Immortal aura emanating from that black decree... The leader.

He seemed like the leader!

His strength was unquestioned by any Dao Integration Cultivator!

Shen Min stood proudly, his eyes bright and full of spirit, gazing at the Heavenly Abyss. His black hair flowed behind him, and his entire body exuded terrifying vitality. Within his eyes, Talismans rotated, and the Talisman Dao within him spun like chains of divine order.

"A great battle occurred deep within the Heavenly Abyss, killing many Yao Race members, a terrifying number. It should be this generation's descendants of the Heavenly Demon Realm..." Daoist Yuan held a horsetail whisk in his right hand and a Bagua mirror in his left, which was clasped behind his back, as he spoke softly.

His words seemed to be enveloped by the power of dao principle, audible only to the figures standing in the sky.

"I'm curious, how many died for Senior Yuan to call it terrifying?" a Hedao Cultivator couldn't help but ask.

Daoist Yuan lowered his eyes: "Not a single one left..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Hedao powerhouses in the sky couldn't help but show expressions of shock, taking a sharp breath.

Not a single one left?

Doesn't that mean their entire generation was wiped out?

No wonder the Monster Realm went mad!

"Good!"

"Hahaha!"

"Well killed!" a Hedao supreme powerhouse laughed loudly.

"I heard that Mo Ya, the leader of the young generation of the Yao Race, hunted our Human Race Prodigies in the Heavenly Abyss, and then held the Ten Thousand Demon Assembly to openly provoke us. Afterwards, the young generation of Imperial Pass organized themselves to go. Could it be that they won?" a female voice rang out. Just listening to her voice, it was clear and ethereal, but beneath the halo, no one would have imagined it to be an aged face.

"Impossible!"

"It must have been a Hedao Cultivator who acted, and it must have been a Peak one!" Ji Hao shook his head and denied it. How could he not know how strong the Yao Race was? Among the same generation, ninety percent of the Yao Race members would beat the Human Race, and only a small handful of Human Race members in each era could beat the Yao Race.

With so many Yao Race members working together, even an ordinary Hedao Cultivator would have to temporarily avoid their Sharpness. Even if they could, it would take time to slowly slaughter them. Moreover, he had long heard of that Mo Ya; an ordinary Hedao Cultivator might not even be able to kill this Candle Nine Nethers.

Even if they could, it would take some time, and by then, the Monster Realm powerhouses would have already arrived.

Unless they were all wiped out in one go!

Only the Human Race's Peak powerhouses could achieve this step!

As he spoke, Ji Hao couldn't help but glance at Shen Min's figure at the very front, seeing that he was currently in his golden prime, clearly unleashing his true strength.

"Could it be him?" Ji Hao couldn't help but suspect, though he couldn't quite understand why.

His words carried immense weight, immediately convincing all Hedao Cultivators. Even though he was only a Peerless Dao Integration Cultivator, he was very young, considered among the youngest batch of Hedao Cultivators, and was destined to become a Peak powerhouse in the future. Furthermore, he was the Clan Chief of the Desolate Ancient Ji Family.

It was precisely because of this that he could play a decisive role in the Ji Family. Among the Four Great Desolate Ancient Families, only Ji Hao enjoyed such treatment.

A Hedao powerhouse spoke: "Since Fellow Daoist Ji has said so, it must be the case, which is why the Heavenly Demon Realm completely erupted in chaos..."

As soon as these words were spoken, a Peerless Dao Integration Cultivator coldly said, "What's the use of killing their juniors? Which Fellow Daoist made the move? How should this situation be resolved? Shouldn't there be an explanation?"

This was a Loose Cultivator from the Southern Desert, from within the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Later, because he offended the Witch Race, he fled to the Five Domains. Before Dao Integration, he was constantly on the run, relying on his ruthlessness and cunning to reach where he was today.

His tone carried a hint of questioning.

Now that the Yao Emperors were all out and the Immortal decree had descended, what should be done?

Who would bear the responsibility for all of this?

"Fellow Daoist, now is not the time to dwell on whose responsibility it is..." Daoist Yuan shook his head and spoke softly. Then he looked at the old man behind Shen Min at the very front and added, "Senior Tianji, what should we do next?"

During times of war, everything is subject to the Human Emperor Hall's orders!

As soon as these words were spoken, all Hedao Cultivators looked at Old Man Tianji's back.

Next to Shen Min, Old Man Tianji frowned, constantly trying to calculate something, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

"Strange, who exactly killed these Yao brats..." Old Man Tianji murmured in his heart. He had previously thought that Candle Yin had incited the Yao Race to attack the Imperial Pass to tie them down, but he never expected such a situation.

Hearing this, Old Man Tianji turned his head and said, "My Human Emperor Lord isn't here, asking me is useless."

If this got out, they'd think I, Wang Xuanzhi, wanted to usurp the throne!

It's not appropriate!

Moreover, with Shen Min, a monster whose combat power is Heaven-Defying and whose Talisman Dao reaches the divine, capable of sealing half-Immortals, here, why would he try to take charge?