199: Chapter 199 The Southern Sequel

The Two Saints departed, and the Southern Lands returned to its original state.

Heavenly Dao took charge, Spiritual Qi became abundant, and all things flourished.

"Have the two Saint masters... left?"

"They should have left..."

Faint voices sounded from underground, forests, and hidden spatial rifts.

Afterward, as if confirming the Saints had left, countless creatures of strange and diverse appearances sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain.

There were tree spirits and wood demons, enlightened beasts, mountain spirits, and water monsters... The Southern Lands, which had been silent due to the Saint battle, became lively once again.

The first thing they did upon emerging, without exception, was to rush back to their respective dwellings.

Everyone had a heavy burden on their hearts; some wanted to check if their painstakingly managed Daosites were safe, while others wanted to immediately seek out their kin, Fellow Daoists they had known for many years, and other close acquaintances.

However, even though the Saints had deliberately suppressed most of their cultivation during the duel, the residual power was by no means something an ordinary Daosite could withstand.

After the myriad spirits returned to their original Daosites, wherever they looked, where was there any trace of how it used to look?

Space had collapsed, buildings were reduced to ruins and broken walls, and everything within the grotto-heavens had disappeared, leaving only new grotto-heavens and vegetation that had spontaneously grown and rebuilt after being stained by the Saints' blood.

"Ahhhhh! My home!"

"Our ancestral land!!"

"The top-tier Daosite I spent tens of thousands of years finding, it's just destroyed like this..."

Shrill and sorrowful wails rose and fell, echoing for a long time throughout the Southern Lands.

The pain of their Daosites and ancestral lands being destroyed had not yet subsided when even more desperate cries rang out one after another.

"Little Mei! My little sister! Where are you?"

"Son! My son, the most outstanding clansman of our race in ten thousand years!"

Zhunti's actions caused most of the creatures in the Southern Lands to be separated from their wives and children, with close friends going missing.

The entire Southern Lands was filled with wails, and looking around, from deep mountain Essence Spirits to mortal beasts, among the Acquired creatures, there was not a single force or clan that remained unscathed.

...

"Tragic..."

"Our Southern Lands, in the end, still could not escape the vicious hands of the West."

Accompanied by sighs of sorrow, the veteran powerful beings belonging to the Southern Lands all appeared, standing above the Nine Heavens, looking down.

These veteran powerful beings had a cultivation level of at least Quasi-Saint, their origins were basically Innate, and some were even fellow guests of Zixiao Palace, peers of The Six Sages.

They cultivated the Three Corpses method and should have been emotionally indifferent, viewing Acquired creatures as ants.

But looking at the miserable state before them, watching the Luck belonging to the Southern Lands flow toward the West, their indifferent hearts still became heavy.

Although they did not know if it was caused by the devastation of living beings or the loss of Luck.

A powerful being cultivating the Law of Water had cold, sinking eyes. He condensed a Divine Ability at his fingertip, bringing down a rain of creation for the South:

"In the past, I thought that by staying in a corner, I could protect myself, but now it seems that this Southern Lands can no longer be considered a safe place in the future."

As the words fell, a tree spirit nearby sighed heavily, looking toward the vast and boundless four directions of the Great Wilderness, full of confusion and helplessness:

"Even a remote place like the South could not escape the aftermath. Is it true that in this vast Great Wilderness, one cannot find a pure land where one can Cultivate in peace?"

The Great Wilderness is divided into the four continents of East, West, South, and North.

According to the principle of Yin and Yang balance, in an ideal state, the four lands should develop synchronously.

But the fact is that the Great Wilderness respects the Eastern Land, and the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, as Pangu's orthodox lineage, were all born in the East.

This led to Heavenly Dao's favoritism, and the Luck of the Eastern Land crushed the other three directions.

The four lands are ranked East, North, South, and West.

The Spiritual Qi reserves and the amount of Opportunity in the South are only slightly better than the West, where the Earth Veins are damaged, making it a truly remote place.

Just as the powerful beings were sighing helplessly, a deep voice rang out, breaking the silence of the Nine Heavens:

"No, it cannot go on like this!"

"If we want to Cultivate in peace in the future, we must restrict the actions of the Two Sages of the West!"

These words were like a thunderclap, and the eyes of all the Quasi-Saint powerful beings lit up, with a glimmer of hope rekindled between their brows.

But this brightness dimmed in an instant, and an old man wearing a robe with rock patterns shook his head, his tone full of powerlessness:

"It is difficult? Who has the ability to restrict two Heavenly Dao Saints?"

He raised his hand and pointed to the devastated land below, continuing:

"The Saint of the Earthly Dao manages the Netherworld and almost never interferes in the affairs of the Great Wilderness.

The Master of Tongtian, also a Heavenly Dao Saint, had just tried to intervene, but in the end, he still could not stop them, and instead, our Southern creatures suffered a disaster for no reason.

Moreover, after this, will the West really not come to invade again?"

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this; the game between Saints was not something they, as Quasi-Saints, could participate in.

At this moment, the Water-attribute Quasi-Saint who had acted earlier, unwilling to give up, said:

"The Human Race! The Human Race has two Primordial experts, why not seek help from the Human Race? Borrow the Human Race to check and balance the West?"

"Impossible." Before anyone else could answer, the old man in the rock-patterned robe shook his head again:

"The Human Race is in the East and has basically no interaction with us in the South. Why would they openly offend two Heavenly Dao Saints for our sake?"

"They are a race, prioritizing their own clan. If we cannot give them enough benefits, they cannot possibly help us."

The high sky fell into dead silence again.

The Water-attribute Quasi-Saint felt sorrowful in his heart.

Yes, how could the Human Race help them for free? Even if they had enough benefits, they would not be willing to give them up.

The Human Race is not like the Heavenly Court, which needs a large amount of high-end combat power to protect its territory.

Eh?! The Heavenly Court!!

The Water-attribute Quasi-Saint's eyes suddenly lit up, thoughts surging rapidly in his heart, and he said excitedly:

"The Heavenly Court! We can still seek help from the Heavenly Court!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Quasi-Saints all looked sideways, their eyes filled with a bit of shock and suspicion.

The Water-attribute powerful being organized his words, speeded up his speech, and poured out his calculations:

"Heavenly Emperor Haotian holds the hongmeng purple qi and is already a Saint-in-waiting. The Heavenly Court rules over the Three Realms of the heavens and has always wanted to rectify the order of the Great Wilderness and rule over all spirits.

Although the Heavenly Court is expanding rapidly now, high-end combat power is still in short supply. We are all veteran Quasi-Saints; we can ascend to heaven to become External Gods. There are few rules, and we can also receive the protection of the Heavenly Court!"

"External Gods?" The tree spirit Quasi-Saint was slightly startled, but quickly reacted:

"Joining the Heavenly Court, receiving the Heavenly Court's protection, and not having to worry about persecution by Saints—that is indeed a way out."

"Not only that." The Water-attribute Quasi-Saint looked at the creatures falling below, his eyes shining:

"After we ascend to heaven, we can also take advantage of the Heavenly Emperor's joy to unite the Southern creatures and submit a collective petition.

Ask Heavenly Emperor Haotian to issue an edict, explicitly restricting the Two Sages of the West, forbidding them from wantonly roaming the four directions, abducting creatures, and plundering Luck."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes lit up!

That's right! A joint petition to let the Heavenly Emperor issue an edict to restrict the Two Sages of the West.

Anyway, the Heavenly Court's duty is to govern the Great Wilderness well.

Moreover, Haotian has become a Saint and has the Dao Ancestor's backing, so he must be better able to restrict the Two Sages of the West than the Three Pure Ones.

"Wonderful!" The old man in the rock-patterned robe stroked his beard and agreed:

"After implementing this method, we will inevitably increase our great prestige in the eyes of the weak creatures of the Great Wilderness."

Where the hearts of the people go, Luck will increase accordingly.

If Luck increases, will the path of the Great Dao still be narrow?