202: Are you going to cower in fear?

"Roar—!"

"We obey the Master's command!"

The herd of beasts roared in unison, their Evil Qi piercing through the clouds!

Under Xiao Bai's lead, they transformed into a tide of destructive fury, surging toward the Vermilion Bird Immortal Kingdom!

Wherever they passed, space tore asunder and stars retreated!

Watching from below, Chen Zhengyang's eyelids twitched; he felt both blood-boiling excitement and heart-stopping terror.

He waved his hand abruptly and shouted to the Chen Family's high-ranking members behind him: "Quick! Elders and Guest Elders above the Heavenly Immortal Realm, set out with This Immortal Lord!"

"Earth Immortal Stage elites, follow behind on the warships!"

"Target: the Vermilion Bird Immortal Kingdom. Support the Wending Sect Senior and wipe out the rebels!"

"Yes! Immortal Lord!"

Streaks of powerful light soared into the sky, following the direction of that furious tide.

Countless forces received the news and were invigorated, gathering together to charge toward the Vermilion Bird Immortal Clan's territory.

Before long, the sky of the Shenhuang Celestial Domain was filled with countless angry Cultivators... Somewhere in a secret underground world within the Shenhuang Celestial Domain.

The Vermilion Bird Empress sat cross-legged on a scarlet crystal. Her aura was still somewhat unstable, but the fire of revenge burned in her Phoenix eyes.

The figure of the Great High Priest slowly condensed before her.

"Your Majesty."

The Great High Priest's voice carried a long-absent excitement. "The scouts report that the powerhouse from the Wending Sect has arrived at the Chen Family and is leading his beast army straight for the Vermilion Bird Immortal Kingdom!"

"The end of the rebel Scarlet Nightmare has arrived!"

"Good! Excellent!" The Empress snapped her eyes open and stood up abruptly. "Great High Priest, immediately gather all clansmen willing to follow me back to fight!"

"This is our only chance to take everything back!"

"Yes! This old man will go at once!"

The Great High Priest bowed to accept the order, his figure turning into a stream of light and dispersing.

Soon, figures—some strong, some weak, but all carrying determination and hatred—began to gather.

Five True Immortal Elders, eighteen high-rank Heavenly Immortals, over thirty low-rank Heavenly Immortals, and nearly a thousand clansmen at the Earth Immortal Stage or below silently assembled.

Most of them were injured, but their eyes were like volcanoes on the verge of eruption.

The Empress's gaze swept over these clansmen who had sworn to follow her to the death. Her heart was filled with a mix of emotions, but even more so with the resolve to burn her bridges.

She took a deep breath.

"Clansmen! The rebel Scarlet Nightmare conspired with external enemies and slaughtered our kin; his crimes are unpardonable!"

"Now, the powerhouse of the Wending Sect has arrived. The time to suppress the rebellion has come!"

"Follow me—back to the Immortal Kingdom to clean house and settle this blood debt!"

"Back to the Immortal Kingdom! Clean house! Settle the blood debt!" Long-suppressed rage and humiliation transformed into a heaven-shaking roar.

The Empress waved her hand to summon a scarlet galley Magic Treasure. Carrying all her clansmen, it turned into a streak of scarlet brilliance, tearing through the Void Realm and charging fiercely toward the land that once belonged to them!

...Above the Vermilion Bird Immortal Kingdom.

The beast tide was like a dark cloud of destruction, hovering over the Vermilion Bird Immortal City.

The defensive Formation on the outskirts of the Immortal City shattered like fragile glass the moment the beast tide arrived, failing to provide even a hint of decent resistance.

Xiao Bai floated at the very front of the beast herd, having reverted to its majestic Heavenly Wolf form, its silver-white fur moving without wind.

It looked down at the Immortal City below, its voice cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, clearly reaching every corner—

"Ants of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Clan, crawl out for this venerable one!"

Wherever the sound waves passed, space trembled.

"Didn't you issue a vermilion bird token to kill the Disciples of my Wending Sect?"

Xiao Bai swiped a wolf claw, pointing at Shi Tian, Su Muhuang, and the others on its back. "This venerable one has personally delivered them to your doorstep!"

"If you have the guts, come out and try to touch a single hair on their heads!"

The terrifying pressure was like a physical mountain, pressing down heavily upon the entire Immortal City.

Everyone in the city turned pale, trembling and not daring to even breathe.

"It's here... the monster that shattered the vermilion bird token with a shout is here!"

"It's over... everything is over! The city's defensive Formation was like paper; it didn't even last a single breath!"

"Dozens of True Immortal Yao Beasts... how can we fight this?"

Shi Tian pointed at the distorted spatial entrance in the very center of the Immortal City and said to Xiao Bai, "Senior Xiao Bai, the entrance to the Vermilion Bird Immortal Clan's Small World is right there."

"Playing the coward? This venerable one has come to your door, and not a single one dares to show their face? Boring!" A hint of impatience flashed in Xiao Bai's silver eyes, and it snorted coldly. "Let's go, we'll just kick the door in!"

"I want to see how long they can hide!"

With a flash of silver light, Xiao Bai carried the five people and crashed into the spatial entrance like a meteor.

The beast herd behind it let out bloodthirsty roars and followed closely, like a flood of dark clouds, instantly submerging the entrance... Inside the Holy Flame Hall of the Vermilion Bird Small World.

The atmosphere was as oppressive as the dead silence before a storm.

The rebel high command gathered here, their faces filled with terror and despair.

"What should we do... they've broken in! So many True Immortal Yao Beasts..."

"Let's fight them! At worst, we'll all perish together!" a hot-tempered Elder roared.

"Fight? With what? With your head?" another Elder said miserably. "That is an existence beyond the True Immortal stage! All of us combined aren't enough for it to swallow in one bite!"

Sitting on the Scarlet-Gold Divine Throne, Scarlet Nightmare's face was so dark it could drip water.

He slammed the armrest and shouted sternly, "All of you, shut up!"

The hall instantly fell silent, and all eyes focused on him.

Scarlet Nightmare took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm. "What's the panic! If the sky falls, This Immortal Lord will hold it up! All of you, go out, gather all forces, rely on the Small World's Formations, and prepare to face the enemy!"

"The people from the Wending Sect will be here soon!"

"Yes... Immortal Lord." The Elders left in a hurry, as if granted amnesty, yet still carrying deep anxiety.

In the empty hall, the calmness on Scarlet Nightmare's face vanished instantly, replaced by uncontrollable fear and urgency.

He bowed toward the empty space behind the throne, his voice trembling: "Four Lords! The Wending Sect... has broken in! I'm counting on you four!"

Four figures in gray mist slowly emerged from the Void Realm.

The leading messenger's voice remained flat but carried a hint of gravity: "We know. Go and command the defense; delay them as much as possible. Regarding the Wending Sect, we have already reported to the Domain Lord. The Domain Lord will make his own decision. They... won't be arrogant for much longer."

Hearing this, Scarlet Nightmare felt slightly relieved and said quickly, "Yes! Yes! Thank you, four Lords! Scarlet Nightmare will go and make arrangements immediately!"

He bowed and retreated from the hall, but his figure looked flustered no matter how one saw it.

After he left, the four Gray Mist Messengers remained silent for a moment.

"This beast... its aura is strange and powerful; it cannot be faced head-on."

"No matter, we only need to hold our ground and wait for reinforcements. The Domain Lord will certainly not sit idly by."

"I just didn't expect the Wending Sect's reaction to be so swift, and their strength... far exceeds our estimates."

"Variables have arisen; we must plan ahead."

The four gray mist figures slowly merged into the Void Realm, their auras completely hidden.

They had made up their minds not to face that terrifying silver wolf head-on, waiting only for the Domain Lord's backup plan.

As for the life or death of Scarlet Nightmare and the Vermilion Bird Immortal Clan... in their eyes, they were merely chess pieces to consume the Wending Sect's strength.

Outside the Small World, the destructive flood of dark clouds had already reached the gate.