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    Chapter 709: From Now On, the Wutu Sect Master

    Li Hui took half a month to move the Urgent Palace. Fortunately, the peak of Mount Tai had already risen to the Nine Heavens, matching the same height, allowing the gusting winds to push it over bit by bit.

    "Boom…" The Urgent Palace settled into place, like a long stone pressing down on the summit of Mount Tai.

    When the gale blew, the palace swayed from side to side, but there was no need to worry. Li Hui had already found the palace’s hub and rearranged the Dao Trace formations, making the palace even more stable than before.

    "Husband, the palace suppresses one thousand three hundred and sixty fierce demons. If they awaken, the consequences will be unimaginable," Yang Jiuzhen said, feeling uneasy. Just ten criminals waking up would spell a significant disaster, especially since they would need a vast number of offerings to regain their strength, putting all the Wutu citizens at risk of blood sacrifice.

    "I understand how dangerous they are!" Li Hui looked at the Urgent Palace, took a deep breath, and his gaze grew more resolute. "From the moment I peeled off the Immortal Bird Dao Talisman, I accepted this fate. Ninety percent of the Demon Cultivators become fierce demons similar to the Blue Demons. If I send them to the Demonic Essence World, it might bolster the enemy’s morale and bring more crises to the already severely damaged Twenty-Three Great Thousand Worlds. So, I must handle these criminals with extreme caution; my previous thoughts were too hasty!"

    Yang Jiuzhen grasped Li Hui’s sleeves and said, "Then let’s send them to the Heavenly Realm."

    "Uh! That’s too cruel. The Reversed Demons are, after all, our people. They can resist the invasion when the Blue Demons descend," Li Hui did not expect his wife, who once was a Reversed Demon, to propose such a suggestion.

    "You don’t understand the Reversed Demons!" Yang Jiuzhen replied. "Ouyang Xiao Yi saw sunlight when she was born, so she still has a sliver of warmth in her heart! True Reversed Demons are selfish and see the practitioners of the lower realms as nothing. They only consider their kind as tools to fend off invasions from the outside world! Besides, they will not rest easy knowing about my reincarnation; they will come searching soon!"

    "Hahaha!" Li Hui laughed loudly, "Don’t worry! From today on, I will be the sect master. Here on Wutu, even Void Ascension Stage practitioners cannot harm me."

    "Is husband just boasting?" Yang Jiuzhen teased with a playful smile, suspecting that her husband’s arrangements were already in place to display his brilliance today.

    "Come, let’s go for a round!" Li Hui led Yang Jiuzhen down from the summit of Mount Tai. As they floated down to halfway up the mountain, they suddenly heard a roar, and a fierce beast flew from the distance.

    The beast was an ancient creature, the Lie Tian, with a dragon-headed man sitting on its back.

    The man raised his hand and pointed at Li Hui and Yang Jiuzhen, causing wind, fire, and thunder to explode, affecting their minds, leaving them confused and on the brink of falling from the sky.

    "Ancestor Yan Jiao…"

    No sooner had the words escaped his mouth than Li Hui and Yang Jiuzhen’s bodies "bang bang" vanished, leaving two burning replacement talismans in their place. They had already left Mount Tai, using a distraction to confuse their enemy for a moment.

    "Hmph! Even if you dare to flee, no matter how powerful you are, you can’t escape from my grasp," Ancestor Yan Jiao urged the Lie Tian beneath him, and with a mighty roar, this ancient deity, who had roamed for countless years, chased after them.

    Li Hui had not run far when he landed in a desolate mountain range eight thousand miles from Mount Tai. He raised his hand to cast forth a beam of light.

    "Crack…" The light echoed like thunder, and green light surged forth, quickly amplifying.

    In mere moments, Ancestor Yan Jiao closed the distance, but the Lie Tian beneath him backed away, making sounds of retreat as if it had received a great scare.

    To frighten an ancient fierce beast like this was indeed unbelievable. Ancestor Yan Jiao stared in shock, and as he tightened the reins, he retreated further while shouting angrily, "You little brat, do you intend to perish together?"

    Li Hui stood calmly and shook his head, saying, "My life is precious; how could I perish together with a four-legged lizard like you? Open your eyes and see clearly; the show has just begun."

    As he spoke, Li Hui used the Qiankun Throwing Technique and unleashed the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique, sending radiant beams of light towards the distant horizon. Ancestor Yan Jiao was stunned, shouting, "Madman! Are you trying to bury the entire Wutu Continent? No, how could there be so many Celestial Tree Blossoming Branches in this world?"

    "Hehe, look up at the sky; the heavenly tribulation is about to begin!" Li Hui pointed to the sky, where the gale and calamity fire surged wildly, making the entire Ninth Heaven of the Azure Sky seem to flip over, revealing the ancient starry sky above the Wutu Continent.

    "You bastard, madman, scourge…" Ancestor Yan Jiao escaped by the skin of his teeth.

    He knew the Celestial Trees would regenerate. A few might be manageable, but the boy named Li accelerated the flow of time, using unique techniques to throw out tens of thousands of them.

    "It’s not just one or two but tens of thousands! This is dragging the entire Wutu into hell! The reason is because I forced this! Once the Heavenly Dao reacts, it will surely strike down this River God," Ancestor Yan Jiao roared from afar, "Li, you are ruthless! To drag me down with you, you are so determined; we’ll both perish together!"

    In truth, Ancestor Yan Jiao wanted to weep without tears, thinking, "Does your mother know how ruthless you are? Wouldn’t it be better to threaten this deity and then leave after saying a few harsh words? Why escalate it to this level? It’s over, it’s over! Is there still time to go back and deliver my last words?"

    Li Hui took out a decree that stored spiritual energy and hurled it towards the sky. Instantly, spiritual energy cascaded down like a waterfall, causing the Celestial Tree Blossoming Branches to grow wildly, growing to hundreds of zhang, thousands of zhang, three thousand zhang…

    "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The heavenly tribulation descended, but many practitioners witnessing this spectacle noticed that the gale and calamity thunder redirected in mid-air, targeting not the Celestial Trees, but the ghost holes and demon lairs nearby.

    A total of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Celestial Trees materialized, each surrounded by cascading flows of spiritual energy descending to nourish their growth. Twisting symbols appeared on their trunks, glowing brilliantly as their life essence grew stronger.

    At that moment, the heavenly tribulation seemed blind, not clearing the Celestial Trees but rather the various vile beings nearby.

    Ancestor Yan Jiao had just returned to the water system where his lair was when he caught sight of a towering Celestial Tree springing from the ground, and suddenly, black thunder crashed down. It did not strike the Celestial Tree but instead targeted the sanctuary he had carefully maintained. With a few resounding blasts, the riverside temple became ruins, causing him to collapse in pain, roaring, "Li! Just wait!"

    Waiting? There was no need to wait. The calamity thunder struck the temple and then began targeting Ancestor Yan Jiao, as if he had offended the heavens, and both gods and men abandoned him!

    Li Hui summoned the Mysterious Pearl, and with a booming crash, the real Celestial Tree took root.

    In an instant, a spirit herb garden appeared, centered around the Celestial Tree. Among it, vibrant demonic energy surged upwards as Yao’er led the others to enhance their cultivation.

    "Under this great disaster, there is no mercy. Those who follow me live; those who oppose me die! Xun Zuoyuan! The calamity is here; let’s see whose vision is higher." Li Hui pointed casually, and billions of tribulation thunders roared first towards the Sleepy Moon Ridge, which was the stronghold of the Yin Moon Dynasty.

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