Chapter 545: [Crushing Defeat, The Tide is Unstoppable!]
Chapter 545 -473: [Crushing Defeat, The Tide is Unstoppable!]
Anti-Magnetic Field Black Domain!
Also known as the Wu Dao Great Black Heaven.
It was a Magnetic Field Divine Technique casually created by Wu Dao.
It reshaped the structure of magnetic particles.
Using the Primordial Magnetism Path, it forged non-existent particles to form a great Dao field that was contrary and alien to the world it occupied. It was not a simple case of positive and negative repulsion.
Instead…
It was equivalent to changing the physical laws of a past life, negating the very foundation of the edifice of physics. All achievements built upon that foundation were rendered invalid.
Right became wrong!
Truth became a joke!
Thus.
The field constructed by the Three Thousand Killing Emperor Array…
The instant it came into contact with the Great Black Heaven, the low-level logical truths of the Grand Array’s field collapsed. Its entire structure was negated and invalidated by the Great Black Heaven!
Hmm.
To put it more vividly…
It was like spending a lifetime accumulating knowledge, only to arrive in a new world and discover it was all completely useless.
This is what it means for one’s body to be the Great Dao!
To possess the authority of God, the Creator.
Within that authority, the world becomes whatever one wishes. Whether rules, truths, and logic apply is all decided by a single thought from the Creator.
The difference in levels was just too vast.
Calling it “beating up a baby” would be a compliment to the enemies.
The Great Black Heaven continued to advance.
The silent slaughter also continued.
Everything in its path was negated and erased.
It brought a soul-shattering shock, like the heavens collapsing and the earth sundering. Both Hongyuan and Mountain and Sea once again fell into a deathly silence.
‘Are we sure we’re cultivating the same Dao?’
The people of Hongyuan were questioning their existence.
‘How the hell are we supposed to fight this?’
The Four Great Primordial Races of Mountain and Sea roared in despair!
Yes, despair!
Faced with the relentless Wu Dao…
Mountain and Sea could think of no way to counter him. They could only resort to a crude method: sending more Peak Quasi-Ancestor Kings from the Emperor and Imperial Races to their deaths to block him.
The feeling was utterly stifling.
They knew they were just sending lambs to the slaughter.
But they had no choice but to send them!
“Damn that Primordial! If I ever get my hands on him, I’ll make him wish for death but never find it!”
A Female Ancestor King of the Chaos Race ground her teeth.
The enmity between Mountain and Sea and Wu Dao was immense.
Last time, they had lost a large number of Nails and dozens of Ancestral Kings, yet they hadn’t even managed to touch a hair on Wu Dao’s head.
But the more unattainable he was, the more they wanted him.
The more heaven-defying Wu Dao was, the more it proved his great value. Otherwise, even the two Desolate Ancestors would not have tacitly allowed the Four Great Primordial Races to target and hunt Wu Dao!
“Ancestral King, this is terrible!”
Just as the Ancestral Kings of the Four Great Primordial Races were maddened with hatred, they received another urgent message from the arenas of the All Heavens Pass—
“The monsters from the Wu Race have all charged to the borders of the various Celestial Passes!”
“Those damn…”
Hearing this, the Ancestral Kings of the Four Great Primordial Races…
…were so angry they almost spat blood. They had nearly forgotten that in the All Heavens Pass, there were also freaks from the Wu Race who were on par with the Primordial Heavenly King.
‘What should we do?’
‘What else can we do!’
If the borders fell, all their previous efforts would be for naught.
Of the territories they had previously occupied, perhaps not all the effort they’d poured in would be wasted, but most of it would go down the drain!
So…
The Four Great Primordial Races hesitated for only a moment.
Their gazes all turned to the many Mountain and Sea Emperor Clans, including the Candle Dragon Race. Even without a word, their meaning was obvious.
The Emperor Clans die, not the Primordial Races!
“…”
The many Mountain and Sea Emperor Clans were going mad with rage internally, but they dared not show it. Within Mountain and Sea, bloodline was supreme, and any single one of the Primordial Races could annihilate them.
They could only try to minimize their losses.
If they kept sending their people to die like this, the top Celestial Prides of the various Emperor Clans across all cultivation realms would be completely wiped out, leaving a generational gap!
So…
The many Emperor Clans then turned their gazes to the third-ranked Imperial Races of Mountain and Sea, whose scalps tingled with dread.
The Imperial Races, in turn, looked at the Royal Races.
The Royal Races: “…”
There were no powerful races below them.
The Royal Races were equivalent to the common Emperor’s Lineages of Hongyuan.
Below them were only some Mountain and Sea Dominators and Desolate God Races, where even a Quasi-Emperor could be called an ancestor!
In such a short time.
It was impossible to gather them.
There was no other way.
In the end, the Royal Races had to be the primary scapegoats, with the Imperial Races as the number-two suckers and the Emperor Clans as number three. They quickly issued orders to muster a large number of Quasi-Ancestor Kings to intercept the monsters of the Wu Race.
Individual weakness didn’t matter.
As long as there were enough Quasi-Ancestor Kings.
No matter how heaven-defying the Primordial Heavenly King and the Wu Race were, they were still only Quasi-Emperors. Surely they could be blocked for a moment.
But…
There were still five days until the end!
These five days, which would normally pass in a flash, now seemed longer than the aging of the heavens and earth in the eyes of the Emperor, Imperial, and Royal Races of Mountain and Sea!
It was completely unimaginable.
Just how much of their clans’ blood would they have to spill to stop the Primordial Heavenly King and the Wu Race!
“Hmph, the All Heavens Pass is in all-out war across countless arenas. So what if the Primordial Heavenly King and the Wu Race are strong?!”
An Ancestral King of the Qiongqi Race snorted in a message:
“Pass down the order to speed up our advance! I’d like to see who kills more, Hongyuan or Mountain and Sea!”
The bloody, cruel reality was laid bare.
The Ancestral King of the Taotie Race was right. Wu Dao couldn’t possibly block all the arenas of the Seven Celestial Passes by himself.
In the arenas he wasn’t defending.
Hongyuan still had to face the Celestial Prides of Mountain and Sea’s Four Great Primordial Races. In the previous twenty-five days, the top Celestial Prides of Hongyuan’s various realms had either been killed in battle or crippled.
To try and stop them now…
They could only do as Mountain and Sea did.
Employ human-wave tactics beyond the border.
They were destined to suffer a great bloodbath!
As for the Eight Celestial Passes…
“Nearly half of the arenas in the Eight Celestial Passes have been pushed past the border by Mountain and Sea. Far, far too many Great Emperors have died…”
Shen Lian put down the Battle Merit Order.
All his previous excitement was washed away by the cruel reality, leaving only endless sorrow and grief in his heart.
Primordial was one of a kind.
But he was only a Quasi-Emperor.
The Wu Race also had no Peak Great Emperors.
This sealed the tragic fate of the Eight Celestial Passes.
Normally looked up to by the Ten Thousand Realms…
…Great Emperors revered throughout the universe.
In the Eight Celestial Passes, they had become cheap consumables. The death of a single one could cause an Emperor’s Lineage to decline and bring eternal hatred to countless people!
But they had to fight!
Behind Shanhai Pass was Hongyuan itself!
If this ironclad line of defense was broken, the Great Tribulation would truly wash over the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
If the Great Dao was replaced…
…just like with Wu Dao’s Great Black Heaven, everything nurtured by the old Dao would be negated!
Or…
…become fodder for Mountain and Sea’s new Dao!
That kind of ending…
…was unacceptable to anyone, good or evil!
“The Celestial Court, Daluo Heaven…”
Shen Lian thought of the two Dao Ancestors who did nothing in the face of Hongyuan’s Great Tribulation. He felt no respect in his heart, only hatred and contempt.
If they had joined the war…
…the Martial Ancestor would not have met such a tragic and heroic end!
On the arena.
“What a pity…”
The Great Black Heaven negated and eliminated all things.
Wu Dao’s pace slowed slightly amidst Mountain and Sea’s reckless human-wave tactics. He also noticed the tragic bloodshed on the other arenas.
Mountain and Sea had begun a frenzied assault.
Hongyuan’s forces threw themselves forward in waves, intercepting them only to die!
He didn’t care how many people died.
He only found it a pity.
That he couldn’t eat more of the cake.
The great fortune of a civilization was definitely a good thing.
After being digested, it could provide a boost, like a direct infusion of power, to his Primordial Magnetism Path civilization.
The first portion of that great fortune…
…in just a short time…
…had already been fully digested by his Main Body.
It had saved him a great deal of arduous cultivation, allowing his Second Tribulation to create ten Dao Veins!
If the portion was large enough…
…while his Main Body digested it, the Primordial Dao Wheel could also digest it and infuse him with power. With this two-way enhancement, reaching Second Tribulation Perfection would be just around the corner!
‘Still, the battle merits are decent too.’
As this thought crossed Wu Dao’s mind…
…he took another step forward.
The layers of the killing array defense line just established by the three ranks of Mountain and Sea’s races, along with the Quasi-Ancestor Kings within, were enveloped and eliminated by the black heaven. They could only keep sending more Quasi-Ancestor Kings to fill the gaps.
To put it bluntly, they were just serving themselves up on a platter.
They were just using the time it took for this Great Demon King, Wu Dao, to eat his meal to stall for time.
If the border broke.
The cost would be greater than fighting beyond the border!
If the arena advanced once, they would lose Ten Domains!
Mountain and Sea would absolutely not allow this to happen.
The same was true for Hongyuan.
It was just that the price for Hongyuan to hold on was even greater!
On the twenty-sixth day of the great war.
Except for the arenas of Wu Dao and the Wu Race.
The Seven Celestial Passes!
Seventy percent of the arenas were pushed right up to Hongyuan’s border!
The twenty-seventh day.
The Eight Celestial Passes completely collapsed!
Mountain and Sea broke through the border, and large swathes of territory in the Eight Celestial Passes began to be lost.
Great Emperors fell in droves!
Cries of sorrow echoed throughout the Hongyuan Heavenly Realms!
The twenty-eighth day…
The twenty-ninth day…
The thirtieth day!
WOOOOOO—
The sound of a tragic horn echoed.
It was as if the Great Dao itself was weeping in sorrow for its children who had died in battle.
In the All Heavens Pass.
The Dao Patterns of the arenas that stretched out to separate the two realms began to disintegrate. The converged Dao-fortune of the two realms receded like a tide, carrying their respective gains and losses.
It was over…
At the Eight Celestial Passes, behind the line of bones.
Countless soldiers, whose nerves had been stretched taut for a month, stared blankly at the dissipating inter-realm arenas. In a daze, they could still see the bloodstained arenas where martyrs had sacrificed themselves one after another.
“AHHH!!”
“SOB SOB SOB—”
“In the end… did we still lose?”
Mad roars, heartbroken sobs, and sounds of despair echoed throughout the All Heavens Pass.
They had lost.
A disastrous defeat, just like three years ago.
Almost nothing had changed.
The border of the Eight Celestial Passes had been breached!
Sixty percent of the territory was lost!
A full sixty percent of the territory’s Dao-fortune!
The number of fallen Great Emperors was staggering!
Below the Eight Celestial Passes.
Even with Primordial and the Wu Race.
Their effect was but a drop in the bucket.
On the last day, many borders were breached. After tallying the results, even after subtracting the territory Hongyuan had conquered, they had still lost twenty percent!
Half the territory had fallen!
Below the Seven Days Pass.
Due to the terrifying suppressive power of the Great Dao.
The Six Celestial Passes lost forty percent.
The Five Celestial Passes lost thirty percent.
…
Further down.
Even in the One Day Pass, once proclaimed the safest, much territory was lost, becoming fortress-like Nails for Mountain and Sea!
“Hahaha, Primordial, so what if you’ve become an invincible Quasi-Emperor? The great tide is turning against you! You can’t save Hongyuan!”
Seven Days Pass.
On the other side of the gradually fading arena.
The utterly stifled Ancestral Kings of Mountain and Sea’s Four Great Primordial Races, upon learning the results of the war, sneered at Wu Dao on the stage. Though not fully satisfied, they still felt a sense of vindication.
‘So what if you’re heaven-defying?’
‘In the cataclysmic collision of civilizations…’
‘…if you haven’t achieved the Dao!’
‘Even Primordial Chaos beings are consumables!’
“Heh, thank you for the treat.”
Wu Dao gave the smug Four Great Primordial Races of Mountain and Sea, on the other side of the Great Dao barrier, a strange look.
He showed no sign of anger or frustration.
Instead, like a diner who had eaten and drunk his fill, he gave a polite, grateful nod and a smile, which completely bewildered the Four Great Primordial Races.
‘A savior?’
‘What kind of idiotic idea is that.’
‘In five days, I devoured countless of your Quasi-Emperors. Didn’t you see the pained expressions on the faces of the Ancestral Kings from the Emperor, Imperial, and Royal Races, like their mothers had just died?’
‘And they can still smile at that.’
‘Do you have any manners?’
BUZZ—
The World Fate Arena rapidly collapsed.
An indescribable gravitational force…
…pulled Wu Dao, who had fought continuously for six days, off the arena and back to the Hongyuan camp.
There were no cheers, no celebrations.
A heavy atmosphere enveloped everyone’s hearts.
“Don’t worry about it. You did your best.”
Shen Lian patted Wu Dao’s shoulder.
He forced an appreciative smile.
The Little Martial Ancestor gave Wu Dao a deep bow. He said nothing, his expression grave, and returned to the territory he was guarding.
He had fallen to the realm of Great Venerable.
But he had reaped a great deal of civilizational fortune.
With Mountain and Sea having swallowed so much territory, the coming battles would be even more brutal. He had to seize the time to recover to his peak.
In other places.
What the Wu Race saw and heard upon their withdrawal was much the same. There was no celebration, only a sorrow and grief that permeated the Great Dao and could not be erased.
‘Such a disastrous defeat proves that the current Shanhai Pass truly cannot hold back Mountain and Sea. I’m afraid the All Heavens Lord is about to officially enter the fray.’
Wu Dao observed everything with indifference.
He sensed that the situation at Shanhai Pass would soon undergo a major change.
Although the two Dao Ancestors remained aloof and observed from on high.
They at most represented the Luotian Sword Realm and the Heavenly Court Nine Heavens. The rest…
The Seven Co-rulers.
The Primordial Dao Lineages, the All Heavens Emperor’s Lineages.
They absolutely do not want Hongyuan to be destroyed. They will definitely get serious and send aid to Shanhai Pass.
‘Just hold on a little longer. Once I’ve grown powerful enough, I’ll definitely be good to you, with all my heart and soul.’
Wu Dao’s attitude was sincere.
He hoped Hongyuan could withstand Mountain and Sea’s assault before he fully matured, delaying the start of the sixth Dao-calamity.
After the war, devastation was everywhere.
Fierce battles did not immediately resume. Both sides had sorrows to soothe and territories to secure.
In the short term.
There would be no more large-scale campaigns.
Wu Dao also officially freed up his hands. He began to address the matter of his Second Tribulation’s Original Dao Realm, preparing to make his move against the Dragon Hunting Tower and the Human World!
Because of those two bastards!
After he reached the Second Tribulation, he didn’t even have a single mouthful of reserves from a Second Tribulation Original Dao Realm. The Primordial Dao Wheel had also stopped turning.
Six days!
For six whole days, he’d had no enhancement from the Dao Wheel!
The Little Star Mother had grown thin from hunger.
He must wash away this great hatred with the blood of the Dragon Hunting Tower and the Human World!
As it happened.
The Seventy-Three Primordial Demons had all stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Tenth Layer or above. Fighting an Extreme Quasi-Emperor would be no problem at all!
His troops were strong and his horses were sturdy.
Time to go big!
The Three Scourges of All Heavens?
What right do they have to be mentioned in the same breath as the Primordial Sect!
In a Hongyuan where Great Emperors don’t intervene.
If you dare try to snatch food from the Primordial Sect, I’ll rip your heads right off!