Chapter 1659: Heavenly Fire True Lord

Zhao Junyue, from the Zhao family of Qianling Mountain, has cultivated for over 500 years and is now at the late Nascent Soul stage. As a dual spiritual root cultivator, her rapid cultivation speed can be attributed to two main factors. First, the Zhao family she belongs to is a prominent cultivation clan in the Tianlan Realm, boasting many masters and a deep heritage. As a dual spiritual root cultivator, Zhao Junyue naturally has access to abundant cultivation resources. Second, her husband, True Immortal Lihuo, is a Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivator who practices both spiritual and physical cultivation. As a descendant of True Monarch Tianhuo, this connection undoubtedly contributes to both Zhao Junyue and True Immortal Lihuo's impressive cultivation progress.

When the Tianlan Realm invaded the Dongli Realm, a large number of masters were dispatched to the front lines. However, due to True Monarch Tianhuo, Zhao Junyue and True Immortal Lihuo were able to remain in the Tianlan Realm, spared from fighting the Dongli Realm cultivators. Besides them, some other well-connected individuals were also allowed to stay in the Tianlan Realm, ostensibly to "guard the rear." With the backing of Soul Transformation cultivators, others could only pretend not to notice.

As usual, Zhao Junyue was cultivating in seclusion at her residence. Just then, a sound transmission talisman suddenly flew in, landing in front of Zhao Junyue. She immediately stopped her cultivation, opened her eyes, and frowned upon seeing the sound transmission talisman. There were three Nascent Soul cultivators on the island in total; one was responsible for handling miscellaneous affairs, allowing Zhao Junyue and True Immortal Lihuo to cultivate in peace.

"Is the war intensifying, requiring us to be mobilized to the front line? Or have the Dongli Realm cultivators attacked?" Zhao Junyue muttered to herself, her expression darkening.

She crushed the sound transmission talisman, and a panicked male voice suddenly rang out: "Junior Sister Zhao, enemy attack! Enemy attack! The Dongli Realm cultivators are here!"

Zhao Junyue's face fell, and she immediately rushed out of her residence. As she did, a burly young man in a red shirt emerged from a secret chamber. The red-shirted youth had handsome features, wore a red magic robe emblazoned with a flame pattern, and had a golden dragon-patterned belt tied around his waist. With his lively eyes and dashing demeanor, he was none other than True Immortal Lihuo. His aura, at the perfected Nascent Soul stage, was even more powerful than Zhao Junyue's.

"The Dongli Realm cultivators have attacked," True Immortal Lihuo said. "Let's go out and provide support immediately." After True Immortal Lihuo finished speaking, he strode out, and Zhao Junyue followed.

They lived on an emerald green mountain peak, a thousand zhang high, where many exotic flowers and plants grew. Baiyun Island itself was unscathed, but outside, battle cries echoed to the heavens. Numerous high-level cultivators were engaged in combat high above, their continuous roars and explosions of various spiritual lights erupting in the sky.

True Immortal Lihuo's expression turned cold. He flicked two fingers, and a red light shot out, streaking towards a spot down the mountain. A blue light flashed in the void, and Wang Changsheng's figure appeared. He flickered, reappearing a dozen zhang away as the red light struck the ground.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and a massive pit, over thirty zhang wide, appeared on the ground, from which fierce flames billowed. Wang Changsheng's gaze was grim. He hadn't even had time to investigate the situation on Baiyun Island when Fu Wen and the others had already engaged the Tianlan Realm cultivators.

Outside Baiyun Island, Fu Wen's expression remained impassive. A thousand zhang across from him stood a short, stout old man in a red robe. This was True Monarch Tianhuo, who had a youthful face, white hair, a round face, and small eyes, and was at the early Soul Transformation stage. As Dongli Realm cultivators invaded the Tianlan Realm, the disciples stationed at Wufeng Valley were killed. True Monarch Tianhuo, worried about his descendants, immediately brought people to Baiyun Island, intending to personally escort them to Jinsha Island. To his surprise, as soon as he reached the sea area near Baiyun Island, he discovered the Dongli Realm cultivators' presence.

While True Monarch Tianhuo felt fortunate, he was also apprehensive. He had only brought over twenty high-level cultivators, with merely five at the Nascent Soul stage, a force far inferior to that of the Dongli Realm. This was Tianlan Realm territory. He had already dispatched a long-range sound transmission talisman, confident that if he could hold off the enemy for a while until reinforcements arrived, their opponents would surely perish. Jinsha Island had a total of five Soul Transformation cultivators and two hundred Nascent Soul cultivators. Unless ten Soul Transformation cultivators besieged Jinsha Island, it would be impossible to conquer it.

"Young friends Du and Fang," Fu Wen transmitted, "assist me in eliminating this individual, and I will reward you handsomely." Fu Wen transmitted a message to Du Xu and Fang Yue. The Twin Saints of Sun and Moon, both at the perfected Nascent Soul stage, possessed spirit treasures and could still offer significant assistance, unlike the others, who were somewhat weaker.

"Yes, Senior Fu," they responded. Fang Yue and Du Xu both disengaged from the battle to support Fu Wen. Wang Qiuming and others joined forces against the remaining Tianlan Realm cultivators. The Tianlan Realm cultivators were clearly outmatched and could only set up formations, relying on their power to resist. All they had to do was stall until their reinforcements arrived, at which point the Dongli Realm cultivators would surely perish.

On Baiyun Island, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were attacking True Immortal Lihuo and Zhao Junyue. Large numbers of low-level cultivators fell in pools of blood, their bodies severed by sharp weapons. Wang Ruyan held the Sky Illusion Pipa, her expression indifferent. Wang Ruyan's jade fingers swept across the strings, producing a flurry of urgent pipa sounds. The void vibrated incessantly, fierce winds erupted, earth and stone shattered, houses collapsed with a crash, and trees exploded, scattering fine wood splinters across the sky.

A somewhat hunched old man in a yellow robe, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, manipulated swirling yellow sand to attack True Immortal Lihuo and Zhao Junyue. Wang Ruyan wielded the Sky Illusion Pipa, effortlessly causing the yellow-robed old man to fall into an illusion. This was the terrifying power of a spirit treasure. Curiously, True Immortal Lihuo and Zhao Junyue seemed impervious to the illusions created by Wang Ruyan. They likely possessed extraordinary treasures, as it would otherwise be impossible to ignore the musical illusions Wang Ruyan conjured.

Wang Changsheng was surrounded by hundreds of towering trees. Dense black tree roots burst from the ground, lashing out at him. At the same time, numerous weeds sprouted from the ground, transforming into blade and sword shapes that slashed towards Wang Changsheng. Wang Changsheng held the Grand Expanse Spirit-Slaying Blade. With a gentle wave, streaks of incredibly sharp blue light blades shot out, slashing in all directions.

Boom!

A series of roars echoed as towering trees toppled and vast quantities of weeds were shredded. He had just cut down dozens of towering trees when dozens more quickly reappeared.

"A fourth-tier tree demon!" Wang Changsheng frowned. He had never imagined he would encounter a Nascent Soul cultivator with a fourth-tier tree demon. Trapped by the fourth-tier tree demon and unable to break free, Wang Changsheng knew that a prolonged delay would not be favorable.

Wang Changsheng waved his sleeve, and a buzzing sound filled the air as tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Ants flew out in all directions. Metal overcomes Wood. The Gold-Devouring Ants had played a crucial role in subduing the wood demon in the past, and now that the Gold-Devouring Ant Queen had advanced to the fourth tier, dealing with a fourth-tier tree demon would pose no significant challenge. The Dual-Pupil Rat emerged from Wang Changsheng's sleeve, transformed into a yellow light, and burrowed into the ground, disappearing. The wood demon followed closely, rooting itself underground. As the saying goes, 'Raise an army for a thousand days to use it for a single moment.' Though the wood demon was no match for the tree demon, it could still provide minor assistance.

After the wood demon rooted itself in the ground, numerous green thorns sprouted, protecting Wang Changsheng and preventing any more weeds from emerging. Hundreds of towering trees violently shook, and countless leaves flew off, transforming into sharp weapons that emitted piercing whooshing sounds as they struck towards Wang Changsheng. Hundreds of green thorns burst from the ground, quickly weaving into a giant green net that protected Wang Changsheng. The dense leaves struck the green net, emitting dull thuds, but Wang Changsheng remained unharmed.

A small mound rose from the ground and moved rapidly. Wherever it passed, towering trees fell one by one, kicking up large amounts of dust. Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up. He formed a hand seal, and tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Ants twirled in mid-air, transforming into a golden spear over a hundred zhang long that shot directly towards a towering tree.