Chapter 683

Chapter 683: Path of Martyrdom Alliance

The Chaotic Dao Body squeezed into the mountain, producing a "thud, thud" sound as it used itself as a vessel to suppress all abnormalities.

At that moment, Li Hui took out the Kui Niu Drum, and with a "bang," it shook off the Xun Wind harassing him. Another "bang" shattered the forming Time Claws.

Fortunately, he acted quickly, both dispelling and hitting down the aura of the Dark Immortals, pushing it further away from the real world.

“Li Hui, is that really you?” The voice came from the Earth Axis Hall located halfway up the mountain, belonging to the artifact demon, the jade comb, who had once helped Yao’er. The multitude of words could not express her shock that the once small cultivator had grown to this extent.

Li Hui covered his chest and floated down to the mountain slope, grimacing, “This time, I’ve suffered a great loss. Many methods intended for clearing the lands were used to suppress this new Taishan.”

Taishan was temporarily safe, but only for now, and he would have to work hard at future arrangements.

“Sister Yu Zimao, are you still watching over the Ginseng King? With the great calamity now, the Demonic Essence World invading, nowhere is safe. I wonder how many more years it will take for the Ginseng King to become a fully-fledged demon?”

The jade comb sighed lightly, “The Ginseng King has a solid foundation, making it very difficult for him to become a demon. The array’s power in the Earth Axis Hall is weakening; I believe in a few years, I’ll be free to come and go. You don’t have to worry about us, friend. When the Ginseng King emerges, I will surely help to suppress any abnormalities.”

“Great! Thank you both.” Li Hui buried Li Gui and the Chaotic Dao Body deep in the mountain, leaving many talismans stamped in place, stabilizing the mountain with time force so the talismans could remain long-lasting. With the jade comb and the Ginseng King looking after it, it wasn’t foolproof, but he could rest easy for a century.

After arranging everything, he shot up into the sky, causing vast amounts of spiritual energy and demonic energy to vanish in his wake.

Li Hui crossed the vast sea and returned to the Wutu Continent. The demonic creatures he encountered couldn’t handle the six beams of light and were swiftly cut down. He headed straight for the Great Xia domain and soon landed at the mountain’s peak, quickly sitting down to heal.

During the healing process, Li Hui coughed up black blood, and Taishan began to rise higher.

“What a terrifying aftershock! What a terrible injury!”

His heart filled with shock; it was indeed a stroke of luck that he could return to Taishan. He didn’t dare to be careless and thoroughly cleansed the hidden dangers within his body.

Taishan’s peak ascended into the Azure Sky layer, and despite Li Hui’s continuous improvement in cultivation, his injuries deeply affected him. It wasn’t until over ten days later that he completely removed the aftereffects. He then took a deep breath, causing the clouds to shift, and opened Bai Ze’s divine eye to scan the Great Xia.

“The people are suffering, the demonic creatures are in chaos. In just a year and three months, most of the former masters’ caves have been raided by future practitioners.” Li Hui frowned as he noticed a yellow cloud entering the Azure Sky, drifting toward the mountain peak.

“Little Li, how many times have you altered your fate? I’ve spent over a year predicting your return and have worn out more than twenty fate plates. Only yesterday did the signs clear up.” Du Miaochan puffed and climbed up the mountain.

Li Hui laughed heartily, “So it’s Old Du. The Heavenly Secrets are in such chaos, and you actually managed to predict my return? Truly impressive for a divination master on the Wutu Continent; other practitioners devoted to techniques can’t even compare.”

“Enough with the flattery!” Du Miaochan thumped his chest as he landed in front of Li Hui, “The world is undergoing drastic changes. Goodness, the techniques are all in disarray. Your sister isn’t doing too well; she’s been robbing from pillars to shore up fences, and the ministers are arguing every day. Those small countries are now lining up to apply to join Great Xia. The coastline has become uninhabitable, and the entire Wutu Continent is migrating inland. The Yin Moon Dynasty is causing disturbances, the Great Xia Army is stretched thin, and many practitioners from the Jin Tian Sect have fallen.”

Li Hui asked curiously, “Then why are you looking for me? Even though the Wutu Continent is barren, it’s not without high-level demon cultivators. Are they not coming out to exterminate the demonic creatures? Do you expect this small cultivator to do that?”

“Stop the nonsense!” Du Miaochan scoffed, sitting down with an exasperated smile, “Are you still a small cultivator? With your current cultivation and power, you surpass many profound practitioners of Wutu. Now listen closely; here comes the important part. A Great Power has asked me to search for experts to collaborate and enter the earth courtyard to collect Jade Hearts, which may help to suppress evil entities.”

“Oh, is the Path of Martyrdom Alliance starting to form now?” Li Hui remarked.

Du Miaochan, intrigued, asked, “Is this another clue left for you by the old fellows in the Golden Luan Cave? Heh heh, the Path of Martyrdom Alliance? Sounds like a good name that fits the heavenly order.”

Li Hui nodded, “The wise men on the Wutu Continent are forming a government relying on Great Xia and various monarchies, and using martyrdom as a name isn’t a great idea; it’s filled with members from malevolent sects and practitioners of the demonic path. Many righteous practitioners who joined have resorted to extreme measures, gradually straying from the heart of Dao, just to combat the invasion of the Demonic Essence World. At the alliance’s inception, the Path of Martyrdom Alliance was filled with both good and bad, but after enduring multiple setbacks and rebirths, it has taken shape, showcasing a group of touching practitioners who have shone brightly in important battles.”

“Old Li must have joined the Path of Martyrdom Alliance, right?” Du Miaochan asked excitedly.

“No, Old Li hasn’t joined. He prefers to fight alone because he never knows when the demonic heart will flare up. But now, starting from scratch, I’ve already overcome the influence of the demonic heart, so I can consider joining the Path of Martyrdom Alliance.” Li Hui gazed into the distance toward Dalong, his expression heavy as he suddenly asked, “What on earth is Xun Zuoyuan up to? Have you figured it out?”

“Just about to tell you that! This kid Xun Zuoyuan is no ordinary person! He’s been spreading seeds everywhere to occupy the Wutu mountains and rivers and secretly converting the dragon veins into Yin Ghost veins. Initially, it started as ghost towns, but it soon evolved into ghost cities. Many of his ghost cities are now proclaiming themselves as sovereign nations and are pushing the path of ghosts to its extreme.”

Li Hui snorted coldly, “Is he gathering the fortune of the ghost path? Heaven’s Net Clan is preparing to take action against the Yin Moon Dynasty. Their control over Xun Zuoyuan is bound to weaken; will he become a king of ghosts? Or perhaps…”

Du Miaochan slapped his forehead, saying, “This guy is ambitious. He’s probably aiming for the position of Earth Store Bodhisattva! No one knows what he obtained in the ruins of the Moko Buddhist nation. Now with the Heavenly Secrets in disarray, it’s even harder to predict his whereabouts. The Yin Ghost veins are akin to hundreds of dragon veins. What are your plans?”

“Kill and suppress!” Li Hui replied decisively.

Du Miaochan shook his head, “No, your sister probably won’t agree. Right now, she’s desperately searching for ways to resist the demonic creatures using the power of ghosts. She’s proving to be quite a competent monarch. These ghost cities and ghost nations have effectively cleared out the demonic creatures, and many commoners have begun to worship them. At this rate, in just a few years, they will have deep roots.”

“It seems Wu Zhao’s personal intentions are leaning toward the will of the masses; this is inevitable.” Li Hui spoke sternly, “No matter how many benefits she gains, a tumor is always a tumor. However, Old Du, you may have made a mistake; do these ghost nations really listen to Xun Zuoyuan?”

“What do you mean by that?” Du Miaochan calculated carefully. Though it was challenging, with such significant figures right before them, he quickly found the signs and exclaimed, “Oh my heavens! Xun Zuoyuan is sewing you a wedding dress. The hundred countries have a hundred ghosts and might topple overnight, inviting countless ghostly entities into the Buddhist nation. When did you set such a trap?”

Just as Li Hui was about to respond, he suddenly looked toward the sky, his voice cold, “Little Yi has been exposed; there are reversed demons descending to track my partner.”