91: Chapter 91 The Mountains and Rivers of Qing Kingdom, All Returned to the Moon's Shadow

Tianhuo Sect.

The Tianhuo Sect, which once shook the Qing State with its prestige, had now been reduced to a purgatory. Five giant Cloud-Whale ships hovered in the sky, their main cannons firing in unison as blazing pillars of light tore through the heavens.

The Tianhuo Protective Sect Array, claimed to be unbreakable by anyone within the borders of Qing State, lasted only a few breaths under the absolute firepower before it shattered with a bang, turning into a sky full of scattered flowing fire.

The array broke, the gates opened, and slaughter descended!

Chi Shuying's figure moved as her slender fingers tapped repeatedly, streaks of finger-light piercing through the Void Realm.

"No! Don't kill me! I am willing to belong to the Moonshadow Sect!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master, where are you?!"

Those Golden Core Elders of the Tianhuo Sect, who were usually high and mighty, fell one after another like stalks of wheat, their Divine Souls utterly extinguished.

The Foundation Establishment battlefield showed an even more overwhelming dominance.

One thousand five hundred Moonshadow female Cultivators, led by Chi Wanhe and the others, were like tigers entering a flock of sheep.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, Spells roared, and the Tianhuo Sect Disciples' formation was easily gouged through; screams and the sound of shattering Magic Treasures were incessant.

Ling Hao stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the lead ship, his black robes fluttering as he looked down indifferently at the smoke-filled battlefield below.

Just as the Moonshadow Sect Disciples were sweeping across the battlefield, a crimson figure full of violent aura soared into the sky from the depths of the Tianhuo Sect.

"Die—!"

"It's him! The number one Foundation Establishment Genius of Qing State!"

"It is said that no Foundation Establishment Cultivator can survive a single move from him!"

"Tsk tsk, I think the Foundation Establishment Disciples of the Moonshadow Sect are in trouble now."

Dong Tianjiao's eyes were nearly splitting with rage. He locked onto Chi Wanhe, who was not far below the bow of the ship, and rapidly formed hand seals as the fire-attribute spiritual energy around him boiled violently!

"Heaven Incineration: Fire Phoenix Breaking the Void!"

A phantom of a fire Phoenix instantly condensed in front of him.

The Phoenix craned its neck and cried out, emitting a high temperature that incinerated everything. The air distorted and heatwaves rolled as it lunged toward Chi Wanhe with a terrifying power that could burn mountains and boil seas.

This was Dong Tianjiao's trump card, a killing move with power far exceeding the limits of Foundation Establishment, enough to heavily injure or even instant-kill a False Core Cultivator!

Chi Wanhe used her brush to paint with her right hand, and in a few strokes, a rune took shape. Her left hand turned the compass three times, and the rune transformed into a point of faint blue cold light.

A deep blue Profound Ice spike tore through the scorching heatwaves, arriving first despite being launched later! The moment the flaming Phoenix touched the tip of the Profound Ice spike, its massive body suddenly stiffened.

Under the eruption of the terrifying Profound Dark Cold Qi, the flaming Phoenix turned into a sky full of ice shards and fading sparks, scattering away.

The Profound Ice spike's momentum remained undiminished, turning into a lethal blue light that pierced directly through Dong Tianjiao's forehead amidst his shocked and desperate gaze.

From Dong Tianjiao unleashing his killing move to the Phoenix collapsing and his own fall, the entire process took only an instant.

The invincible Foundation Establishment Genius of Qing State? In front of her, it was merely a matter of one move!

This scene was deeply etched into the hearts of all the observing Cultivators.

The Loose Cultivators who were gloating hadn't even fully shown their smiles before they were immediately slapped in the face.

In this battle of Tianhuo, the Cultivators of Qing State also deeply realized the terror of the Disciples under Ling Hao's seat:

The eldest Disciple, Chi Wanhe, has a divine mastery of the Dao of Talismans, using various elemental Spells with ease and killing ruthlessly!

The second Disciple, Qin Zhaoxue, uses a cauldron as a weapon, with pill fires that incinerate the heavens, eerie and unpredictable! The third Disciple, Du Yuqing, has an unparalleled physique, her spiritual spear sweeping through thousands, with no one able to block her edge!

The fifth Disciple, Lin Xiwei, is a dual master of talismans and arrays, balanced in offense and defense, and unfathomably deep!

Even the fourth Disciple, Lu Changning, who seemed the most timid, slaughtered ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators as easily as chopping melons and vegetables!

The Tianhuo Sect was thus annihilated!

When the five murderous cloud whale giant ships descended over the mountain gate of the Earth Flame Sect, what greeted them were the wide-open Protective Sect Array and countless white flags.

The Earth Flame Sect surrendered without a fight!

When the first ray of morning sunlight pierced the darkness and shone on the peak of Mieyan Mountain, the two former overlords that dominated Qing State—the Tianhuo Sect and the Earth Flame Sect—thoroughly became the dust of history.

The Main Hall of Mieyan Mountain.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and oppressive. Ling Hao sat high upon the large main seat at the very top. This was supposed to be the supreme position exclusive to the messengers of the Upper States.

Yu Lingshuang and Chi Shuying stood in attendance to his left and right, coldly scanning the people below.

The secondary seats on the left and right, which symbolized Grade Four Sects, were now empty, as no one dared to sit there.

The numerous third-tier seats surrounding the hall were completely filled.

All the remaining Sect leaders and Loose Cultivator giants of Qing State held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Ling Hao's gaze slowly swept across the crowd below, his voice flat:

"From this day forth."

"First! All forces in Qing State must pay twenty percent of their obtained resources to the Moonshadow Sect every year."

"Second! No force shall, for any reason, prevent my Moonshadow Sect from building 'erosion suppression monuments', 'towers of laws', and all other infrastructure!"

He paused, leaning forward slightly, his gaze like lightning:

"I have finished speaking. Who agrees? Who objects?"

The hall was so quiet that a needle drop could be heard; a deathly silence enveloped everyone. Ling Hao nodded slightly; very good, no suicidal fool jumped out to shout "I object."

"Sect Master Ling!"

A voice broke the silence. Everyone looked over, and it was Jing Hong, the Temple Master of Liuyun Temple.

Ling Hao frowned:

Does this Liuyun Temple want to try some new tricks?

Jing Hong felt the pressure of that gaze and hurriedly bowed, his tone incredibly respectful as he said:

"My Liuyun Temple is willing to offer the Hedong Region! To show our sincere heart of submission!"

Ling Hao's eyebrows quirked slightly; so he was here to give him benefits.

It had to be said that this Liuyun Temple was truly sensible to the extreme! From the initial visit of the Yunqing master and Disciple to apologize, to every subsequent choice, they had stepped precisely on his heartstrings, requiring him to waste no words at all.

"Good!"

Ling Hao nodded.

"My Yongyue Sect is also willing to offer the Luoyu Spiritual Mountain!"

"My Hundred Refinements Gate is willing to offer the Dark Iron Ore Vein!"

"My Lingxi Valley is willing to offer..."

With Liuyun Temple taking the lead, the other Grade Three Sects woke up as if from a dream, scrambling to offer their most precious territories or resource lists, for fear of falling behind others.

Ling Hao raised his hand and pressed down gently. The boiling hall instantly returned to silence, and everyone's eyes focused on him.

"Temple Master Jing."

Ling Hao looked at Jing Hong.

"Present!"

Jing Hong hurriedly responded, his heart filled with wild joy.

"You will be responsible for summarizing and organizing the things they offer, and then reporting them to the Moonshadow Sect."

Since you are so sensible and tactful, I naturally won't be stingy in giving you this power and dignity to lead the group.

"Yes! I respectfully obey the True Venerable's decree!"

Jing Hong was so excited that his voice trembled slightly.

Ling Hao said no more, stood up, and with Yu Lingshuang and Chi Shuying, under the gaze of countless reverent eyes, he calmly walked out of the hall and boarded the cloud whale giant ship hovering in the air.

"We respectfully see off True Venerable Moonshadow—!"

The mountain-shaking shouts, like the most devout pilgrimage, resounded over Mieyan Mountain, echoing for a long time.

The ship's doors closed, the giant ship roared, pushed aside the cloud waves, and sailed toward the rising sun.

At this point, the mountains and rivers of Qing State all belonged to Moonshadow!