Chapter 873 - 709: Influence (2)

They, like the Lotus Sect, showed passive resistance, only willing to provide some artifacts but not willing to send people.

The three great sects are all from the Alliance Leader Sect, with strength at the pinnacle of the realm.

Even though the Five Elements Sect and Taiyi Sect wield great power, it’s not good to push them too hard.

In the end, the Immortal Dao Alliance set the tone, deciding to mobilize all resources to wholly hunt down the Martial Arts remnant Red Hero!

After the meeting ended, the great elders of the Profound Yin Sect, Infinite Sword Sect, and Lotus Sect left together.

They shuttled through the void together, their powerful divine senses communicating and colliding, occasionally emitting ’boom’ sounds of thunder.

"In the ancient times, endless battles between various lineages eventually established the orthodoxy of our Immortal Dao.

Back then, the conflicts were extremely brutal. It was kill or be killed, with no other way possible.

But now is different, today the Demon Clan is powerful, and Martial Arts might not be impossible to align with to jointly resist the Demon Clan..."

"Not so, there are still people inheriting the Incense Dao, Soul Dao, Weapon Dao, and Artifact Dao in the world, but the Immortal Alliance hasn’t done anything to them.

Only Martial Arts, as soon as it appears, is hunted to extinction; don’t you find it strange?"

"Does the Venerable know some inside story?"

"It seems to be related to ascension, I heard it by chance, it might not be true.

After all, our sects are latecomers, our history isn’t as long..."

The communication of the three great elders’ divine senses stopped here, obviously dreading something, switching to more secretive methods of communication.

And after this Immortal Alliance meeting was held, rumors of Red Hero being a remnant of Martial Arts spread widely.

Soon it reached the Demon Clan’s internal circles.

The Demons weren’t in a hurry now, knowing the Human Race of the Immortal Dao Alliance would be more anxious than them.

Compared to racial conflicts, the cruelty of orthodoxy battles is no less, and the priority is even higher.

"Let these Humans slay each other, and we’ll seize the opportunity later..."

"The Humans always like to fight internally, is that what they call wisdom?"

"That’s why they’ve always been suppressed by us, hahaha..."

...

Unlike the turmoil among the sects in the Central Continent, the response in the Northern Domain was different.

"What is this talk of Martial Artists or not, isn’t Red Hero a Human, hasn’t he always fought against the Demon Clan?"

"We’re all part of the Human Race, why draw distinctions between Immortal Dao and Martial Arts? Why fight amongst brothers!"

"Our Corpse-Driving Sect never knew what Martial Arts remnants are!

We only know that when Cyan Wolf Ridge invaded us, it was Red Hero who fought for us, while those fellows of the Immortal Dao Alliance were nowhere to be found!"

The disciples of the Corpse-Driving Sect held grievances for Red Hero, and even people from the Red Sun Sect, True Blood Sect, and Qingluan Palace secretly felt indignant.

They didn’t understand what orthodoxy battles were, those grand principles were too distant.

All they knew was that Red Hero had always been contributing to the anti-demon efforts of the Northern Domain, something tangible and visible.

...

An endless desert, a palace a thousand fathoms below ground.

The members of the Yellow Springs Sect hidden in the shadows were gathered discussing important matters.

Upon listening closely, it was indeed related to Red Hero.

"After more than two thousand years, another Martial Arts prodigy capable of advancing to the Profound Light Realm has appeared..."

"Those hypocrites of the Immortal Alliance are going to use the power of an entire realm to exterminate him, fearing another Martial Sovereign will stir up storms and threaten the foundation of Immortal Dao."

"It would be a pity for him to just die like that.

Moreover, if he doesn’t die, he might be useful for our sect’s grand plan..."

"Don’t worry, the Holy Daughter is in the Celestial Abyss, she’ll know what to do..."

...

In the southernmost region of the Vast Sea Realm, demon countries stood closely together, a forbidden area for the Human Race.

Beneath a vast blue lake as large as rivers and seas, there was a hidden waterless space.

In the center of the space stood a statue of an elder crafted entirely of pure gold, over ten zhang tall, with an indistinct face, hand raised to the sky, hands clasped behind the back.

Below the statue, three men with powerful auras and exceptionally vibrant Qi-Blood were kneeling in reverence, their expressions pious.

Due to their overwhelming Qi-Blood, hazy apparitions formed around them.

Some resembling a rooster dancing, others like a bright moon rising over the sea, some like a true dragon weaving through the air.

"Blessed by the Martial Ancestor, our Martial Arts will one day regain its vigor and unify the Vast Sea again..."

After they finished their routine worship of the statue, they began a discussion that was different from the usual.

"A genius Martial Artist has appeared, achieving great feats in the Celestial Abyss, have you heard?"

"He’s not from our True Martial Association, but he’s not someone we can’t draw in, every Martial Artist is our ally."

"Not only do we need to guard against the Immortal Dao Alliance, but we must also be wary of those vile rats from the Yellow Springs Sect, they’re even more disgusting..."

...

In the Celestial Abyss, the Zisu District.

After a thorough sweep, this district was now completely empty, with neither demons nor even a trace of anyone present.

"Red Hero, the mandate of the sect can’t be defied. I must return..." Su Xinghe showed a trace of shame, then took a deep breath, "But I can assure you, I will never raise a hand against you if we meet in the future!"

"We all owe Red Hero our lives, we certainly wouldn’t do such despicable deeds." Beside him, Daoist Ming Du nodded helplessly.

"Amitabha, should you encounter insurmountable forces, Red Hero, you can go to those forbidden areas; you might find opportunities there." The Formless Buddha Son clasped his hands, his usually calm face showing a trace of reluctance.

The sect had issued an ultimatum, ordering them to immediately return to the Main World, and failure to return was considered betrayal.

"No worries, I feel I can live for at least another ten thousand years; even heaven can’t take me yet." Lou Yi laughed indifferently.

He definitely wouldn’t blame his friends; after all, the sect’s order could not be defied.

Moreover, they had revealed quite a bit of useful information, allowing him to be mentally prepared.

Such as the deep collaboration between the Immortal Dao Alliance and the Demon Clan this time, dispatching more formidable experts to hunt him down, leaving him no chance to survive.

However, as the dispatched humans or demons required high cultivation, it required some preparation time.

Su Xinghe also secretly slipped him an old talisman, saying that if he encountered the Infinite Sword Sect’s ultimate weapon, they would leave a way out for him.

"Those few left unsupportively, I won’t go!" Shen Ao yelled angrily.

"No matter, if the sky falls, we’ll be with you!" The young boy Lin Xuan shouted eagerly, as if afraid the world wouldn’t turn chaotic enough.

In the next moment, several strands of black mist projected from Lou Yi’s finger easily knocked them unconscious, leaving them lying on the ground, oblivious.

"You too, hurry back; staying in the Celestial Abyss is too dangerous." Lou Yi urged the others to leave.

"Alright, take care by yourself." Three Corpses Daoist and Elder Gui were quite helpless.

They knew that staying here would only distract Lou Yi, unable to offer any meaningful assistance.

"Liu Shu, make sure to live and come back, and I’ll reward you," the plump Ding Shiniang threw Lou Yi a flirtatious glance before leaving.

In the end, all the companions departed.

The surroundings were filled only with the omnipresent red mist of the Celestial Abyss and occasional sounds of wind and other eerie noise.

"So desolate..."

Lou Yi stood still and let out a sigh.

"To deal with me, they’re probably going to mobilize the entire Cultivation Realm’s resources.

Does Martial Arts really terrify you so much?"

"Since that’s the case, I even more cannot die, I must live well to keep you in perpetual fear."

"Anyway, idling around is still idle; let’s slaughter a few more districts first."

With a light step, Lou Yi’s figure instantly disappeared from where he stood, reappearing fifty to sixty li away in the next moment.

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