Chapter 401 : Eight Lords
Chapter 401: Eight Lords
Within the Cultivator Territory, in the Mingyu World Cluster, this was the absolute domain of the Cultivator Lord ‘Minghuang’! The order of the entire World Cluster, everything, operated according to ‘Minghuang’s will.
Here, there was no soil for sin to survive.
The core sacred land of the Mingyu World Cluster, ‘Minghuang Sacred Land’, gathered cultivators from all across the World Cluster. To be able to arrive at the ‘Minghuang Sacred Land’, one had to meet two conditions: first, strength; second, merit! Both were evaluation criteria.
Those with weak merit required extremely great strength!
Those with extremely high merit could arrive at the sacred land even with low strength and approach the great Lord!
If one was ‘burdened with sin’, no matter how strong, they would face punishment, and would have no qualification to receive the Lord’s guidance.
“Buzz——”
Endless lightning radiance illuminated the entire Minghuang Sacred Land.
The cultivators within the Minghuang Sacred Land were in complete harmony. In the place where the Lord resided, even the slightest sin could not exist.
“Cultivator ‘Fu Tianyi’, a Half-Primordial Seeker. In pursuit of escaping the Prison Cage, he cultivated using billions of souls as nourishment. Over the past 320 million eras, he has cumulatively devoured over one hundred trillion living beings. His sins are grave. I propose the death penalty.”
“The death penalty requires reporting upward, and a World-Level Primordial Lifeform must personally act. I believe it is unnecessary to sentence him to death. He can be punished with ‘Endless Wind Punishment’. First, it serves as punishment; second, in the Land of Wind Punishment, he must also contribute to the Cultivator Faction.”
The Land of Wind Punishment was a mineral deposit within the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space. Life within the Prison Cage originally could not survive there! However, formations blocked the erosion of the Infinite Chaotic Origin Power.
Even without the erosion of the Infinite Chaotic Origin Power, the natural ‘wind’ within the mine would make a Half-Primordial Seeker feel as though being sliced apart repeatedly, while they still had to continuously mine. Moreover, the sentence lasted forever!
Unless one ‘escaped the Prison Cage’, only then could their fate possibly change.
For those Half-Primordial Seekers, they would rather endure endless punishment than die. They wanted to live—to have a chance to escape the Prison Cage.
“With such sins, he does not deserve to live. I propose the death penalty.”
“I also propose the death penalty! Great sin must be killed! No chance of survival should be given!”
“Fu Tianyi’s talent is quite high. ‘Endless Wind Punishment’ is already sufficient punishment. If he cannot escape the Prison Cage, he will never rise again.”
Suggestions were proposed one after another.
“Among the nine of us, three suggest ‘Endless Wind Punishment’, six suggest ‘Death Penalty’. Final decision—Death Penalty! Report immediately!”
Within Luo Feng’s absolute domain, the one handling various affairs was ‘Teng’, who commanded numerous High-Rank Primordial Lifeforms.
Within Minghuang’s absolute domain, however, it was a World-Level Primordial Lifeform who took charge, handling various matters.
“Fu Tianyi, death penalty?”
A towering figure received the information and glanced at a weapon submitted—it was the weapon Fu Tianyi had once used.
If it were a Lord, with a single thought, they could use causality to impose memory contamination. Even if blocked by the Source World Origin, the information transmitted by a Lord could still cause a small being within the Prison Cage to have their soul collapse and annihilate.
A World-Level Primordial Lifeform, however, needed to rely on an object to launch a causal attack.
If the ‘contamination’ of a High-Rank Primordial Lifeform still allowed a Half-Primordial Seeker within the Prison Cage a chance to endure, then contamination from a World-Level Primordial Lifeform… even if it was merely memory contamination, unless one’s will had escaped the Prison Cage, survival was impossible.
“Buzz!”
The towering figure looked at Fu Tianyi’s weapon and, through its causality, remotely saw Fu Tianyi hiding within the Source World.
With a single glance, memory contamination was transmitted.
“Ah——” Already terrified and uneasy, Fu Tianyi clutched his head in agony. In just a few breaths, his soul twisted, collapsed, and was completely annihilated.
Within the Minghuang Sacred Land.
Beside a vast lake stood a wooden hut, where Minghuang lived in seclusion alone.
She set the rules, and her subordinates carried them out accordingly! Within her ‘absolute domain’, various levels of punishment existed based on the severity of sin. However, cases that required a World-Level Primordial Lifeform to personally execute a death sentence were still rare.
After all, with laws in place, very few dared to violate them.
“My Primordial Lightning Path consists of eight parts lightning and two parts water.”
“If Star Light Lord can comprehend a second Primordial-level Path, why can’t I?”
Those who could become Lords were all extremely proud.
“I have every possibility of creating a ‘Primordial Water Path’, with water as the core.”
“Although it is extremely difficult, and progress is slow! As long as I keep improving, even slowly… there is hope!” As long as she did not encounter a bottleneck, Minghuang would not give up.
Aside from Star Light Lord, the other Lords were all trying to find ways to become stronger.
Like Yuan and Naigu, they could see hope.
Like Wu Lan, Minghuang, Jin, and Moman, they were also constantly attempting to create a second Primordial-level Path. However, their progress was extremely slow, because their first Primordial-level Path matched their nature the most. A second Path did not align as well, making comprehension far more difficult.
Luo Feng’s nature placed greater importance on life! His Primordial Life-and-Death Path, centered on life, progressed smoothly. He even succeeded through brute force overcoming techniques.
However, the Primordial Blade Dao was centered on destruction! Although Luo Feng had deep research into destruction, the degree of compatibility was clearly lower. Even with his current Lord-level insight, comprehension, and thinking speed… to comprehend a complete ‘Primordial Blade Dao’ was still very difficult.
For someone like Luo Feng, who broke through with brute force, comprehending a second Primordial-level Path was merely slower. But for Minghuang, Jin, and the others, their progress was unbelievably slow, and they could be stuck at a bottleneck at any time.
“With water as the core.”
As Minghuang comprehended, she felt uncomfortable.
Her inherently forceful nature made a Path centered on water extremely difficult for her.
“Minghuang.” Yuan’s voice sounded. “Negotiations have failed. Prepare to go to war with the Ice Peak Faction.”
“War?” Minghuang’s eyes burst with golden lightning. Compared to cultivation, battle was far easier.
“It’s here!”
Minghuang’s battle intent surged.
In her bones, she never feared battle!
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Jin was currently seated upon his throne.
Twelve silver-white sharp horns, like a crown, rose from his head. His sharp fingers lightly tapped the armrest, while his other hand held a cup of blood-like wine. His silver-white scaled tail slowly swayed across the ground.
He was relaxed, at ease, observing his absolute domain.
Within his domain, countless races competed—life and death struggles everywhere!
“This is the charm of life!”
“Under the threat of death, life blooms in its most brilliant form!” Jin admired certain powerhouses within these struggles. “If things are too comfortable, all that will be raised are a bunch of useless beings.”
“Sigh, Luo Feng also follows the Primordial Life-and-Death Path. I thought he would understand me best.”
“Although he acknowledges the law of the strong devouring the weak, he is so hostile toward Calamity-type Cultivators.” Jin shook his head lightly. “So what if they are Calamity-type Cultivators? To rely on oneself to become an eternal calamity of a Source World—that itself proves exceptional ability.”
Jin instead greatly admired those Calamity-type powerhouses who, cycle after cycle, completely suppressed an entire Source World. He believed they were the finest selected under the law of the strong devouring the weak.
Although Lord Moman did not admire Calamity-type Cultivators as much, he still acknowledged this as a natural result of survival of the fittest and did not oppose it.
“Since our temperaments don’t align, I’ll just keep my distance.” Jin was also proud at his core. As a Lord, an undying and indestructible existence, there was no need to please anyone.
“Jin.” Yuan’s voice sounded. “Negotiations have failed. Prepare to go to war with the Ice Peak Faction.”
“Haha, it’s here!”
Jin revealed a smile.
This was what he liked most!
Whoosh!
In an instant, Jin disappeared.
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“War is about to begin? I’m coming.” Wu Lan, transformed into a massive celestial body, chuckled and crossed space-time. He never feared any battle or any opponent.
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“War is about to begin?” Within the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space, a vast expanse of flesh-like land suddenly merged, forming Lord Naigu.
Lord Naigu was delighted. As long as it involved hunting Ancestors, he was extremely willing.
Every Ancestor’s corpse would become his nourishment.
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“War?”
Countless fluctuations spread through the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space, even reaching certain Naturally Born Chaotic Origin factions, sensing the souls of countless beings—their joy, anger, hatred. These strands of fluctuations merged into the Primordial fluctuations, making them undetectable even to Ancestors.
“Interesting!”
The countless fluctuations dissipated, while within his home Source World, the fluctuations rapidly intensified! With the absorption speed of the Source World Origin, in just a few breaths, Lord Moman returned to peak condition.
Normally, he dispersed into countless fluctuations, merging into the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space. Only in special circumstances would he gather into a main battle clone.
“Ice Peak Faction?” Anticipation appeared in Lord Moman’s eyes.
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“I have already arrived.” Star Light Lord had completely observed the entire negotiation process. He had even predicted the Ice Peak Faction’s response earlier than Yuan and had already set out in advance.
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Origin Continent Source World.
Luo Feng was in seclusion cultivating. As the youngest Lord, he was comprehending the Primordial Blade Dao.
At the early stage of comprehension, it was a phase of accumulation, with no bottlenecks. A vast amount of insights continuously surged into his mind.
“Luo Feng, negotiations have failed. Prepare to go to war with the Ice Peak Faction.” Yuan’s voice sounded.
Luo Feng, in seclusion, opened his eyes.
“It’s here.”
Clad in a Blood-Colored Robe, Luo Feng instantly left his home Source World across an immense distance, heading directly to meet Yuan.
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The gathering point chosen by Yuan was also deliberate—it was closest to Wu Lan, the slowest among them. Although the Lords arrived at slightly different times, the difference was minimal, and they quickly gathered in full.
“All are here.” Yuan nodded.
Jin, Wu Lan, Minghuang, Naigu, Star Light Lord, Moman, and Luo Feng—all were filled with battle intent.
During the previous council hall meeting, the eight Lords had already decided: first eliminate all other weaker factions, then negotiate with the Ice Peak Faction. If negotiations succeeded, so be it. If they failed… then war!
The 3,600 World Clusters would not be allowed to be occupied!
“Star Light, do you think the Ice Peak Faction dares to go to war with us?” Jin asked.
“They are not as united as we are.” Star Light Lord smiled. “Facing a group of undying and indestructible existences, even the Ice Peak Ancestor’s control is limited. With the eight of us applying pressure together, their internal order will fall into chaos.”
“As for whether they will fight?” Star Light Lord looked into the distance. “Hard to say.”
“I want to see just how capable they are.” Lord Naigu said coldly. Among the Cultivator Lords, he was considered average, but when facing Ancestors, he was extremely powerful.
“Depart.” Yuan gave the order.
Whoosh——
The eight Lords departed together, heading straight toward the Fallen Territory.
Cultivator Lords usually handled their own affairs individually. Even two or three acting together was rare! Eight Lords moving together with their main battle clones? That was enough to draw the attention of all forces across the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space.
“The Cultivator Faction—eight Lords are moving together!”
“Are they going to war with the Ice Peak Faction?”
Many forces observed from afar, all somewhat excited.
Eight Lords!
Each individual already possessed overwhelming deterrence. Eight acting together made even weaker factions tremble in fear.
Wars between the Three Major Faction Camps were the most intense conflicts within the Infinite Chaotic Origin Space. In wars of this level, the likelihood of Ancestors falling was also the highest.