Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 677 - 579: Cutting Down Mountains and Destroying Temples, The Grand Formation Restarts

Chapter 677: Chapter 579: Cutting Down Mountains and Destroying Temples, The Grand Formation Restarts

In the depths of the grasslands.

Thump! Thump! Thump!...

The dull sound of drums echoed.

In front of a large tree, stripped of its bark, gathered a group of women and children from a nearby tribe.

The white core of the tree had been carved into the shape of a human face, the lips alone stained a sinister black-red.

Above the face, the top of the tree had been sculpted into a tree drum, solemnly beat by a middle-aged shaman.

This totem represented "Bai Naqia," the Mountain God Wang Yuan had once slain when he first entered the grasslands, also known as "Old Master."

Just as the divine position of the "Nine Soldiers" was passed down from generation to generation, it was clear that this "Old Master" too now had a new successor.

This mountain god could transform into a tiger or people of any age or gender, aiding hunters who faced danger in the mountains.

The Naiman people, whenever they entered the mountains to hunt, were utterly silent, so as not to offend the mountain god. Whenever they passed through dense forests or steep cliffs, they would pray to the "Old Master" for good fortune.

This was a "Precept Taboo" etched into the marrow of every Naiman tribe.

Over hundreds of years, all of the tribes that did not adhere to these precepts had completely vanished from the grasslands.

The group performed their ritual while praying devoutly:

"After two hundred years, we Naiman people have once again completely breached the southern people’s cities and forts. May ’Bai Naqia’ bless our men with a prosperous return from the grass valley."

"Please, Old Master, bless my brother with a safe return, carrying back the Flame People’s food and women to make our tribe prosperous and our offspring numerous."

"My husband is an eagle of the skies, setting off to battle with equipment bought with all our family’s wealth. Surely, he can kill the most Flame People and become a Centurion, a Chiliarch!"

"..."

Except for the innocent children, everyone’s eyes sparkled with bloodthirsty excitement.

No one thought there was anything wrong with raiding and plundering the Flame People’s land.

Not a single snowflake in an avalanche felt any guilt.

In the harsh and cold land of the Desert North, the believers of the Cang God held a stronger belief in "survival of the fittest" than those of the Green God.

Once the clan energy reached a blood-red hue, they became as wolves and eagles, and no one could avoid participating.

As they made their offerings, a phantom of a white-fronted tiger with glaring eyes gradually appeared above the forest, its mouth issuing a silent roar.

It seemed to proclaim that the five divisions of the Naiman were about to turn a new page.

However, at that moment.

"Look, what is that?!"

Everyone had been looking up at the god they worshipped atop the mountain but now saw something in the far-off sky that should never appear over the grasslands.

They all gaped in astonishment.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The sound of the air being pierced was ceaseless.

Streaks of sword light and escape light suddenly appeared on the southern horizon, like dense shooting stars, slicing through the sky and heading north.

In just a few breaths, they had already swiftly passed overhead.

Noticing the ritual taking place here,

a blazing white sword light was immediately slashed down from the sky, decapitating Old Master’s tiger head with a single blow.

"By the order of Second Uncle, this campaign will completely eradicate the Heaven Righteous Dharma Dao, no deceit god or weirdness is to be spared, everyone be extra careful!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

A chorus of voices came from within the sword light.

Behind them, another mass approached, led by escape lights of red, green, white, yellow, and black, with Yin winds rolling in.

"We’ve got high performance targets this time, not leaving a single Magician alive from the Heaven Righteous Dharma Dao!"

A shadow drenched in black and water-blue hues fell, transforming into a ghostly claw and plucking away the soul of the only shaman present.

A corpse was left behind, as well as a ground full of horrified and screaming women and children.

"The Third Miss is indeed the personal disciple of Old Master Wang. With her Yin God Realm Taoist ability, she has become so adept with the ’Abyssal Ghost King Banner’ in just one day."

"Indeed, after this trip, she should be receiving the Heavenly Department Divine Position bestowed by Meng Po."

These five escape lights were none other than a few capable generals under Old Master Wang’s "Yin Mountain Taoism."

Qiu Yanzhou who wields the "Face Burning Ghost King Flag," Ye Hanmei with the "Wood Charm Ghost King Flag," Li Xiaotian with the "White Tiger Ghost King Flag," Fu Chensha with the "Stone-Carrying Ghost King Flag."

The four were escorting Shen Xiaoyu, who controlled the "Abyssal Ghost King Banner."

After absorbing the "Five Organs Temple," "Yin Mountain Taoism" was finally more than just a few cats, large and small.

Wang Yuan had gifted Shen Xiaoyu the "Abyssal Ghost King Banner" so she could join her disciples in the fray,

taking advantage of this rare opportunity to gather much merit and Yin Morality.

Once the five War Banners were united to form the "Fengdu Iron Enclosure," summoning the "Eighteen Ghost Kings," their might was comparable to the pinnacle of Divine Transformation Realm.

After borrowing technique from Wang Yuan, the Taoist Master, even the Green Seal could compete.

In the face of the now fangless Heaven Righteous Dharma Dao, it was a one-sided affair.

Beside them were the "Taiyin Xuanbing Dao," "White Ape Dao," "Qilin Sect’s Dragon Elephant Dao" from the northern streams, "Immortal Mist Temple" from the East Sea...

All combined to form a massive army of Magicians.

They were headed for the Holy Mountain of the Naiman five divisions—Buerhan Haludun Mountain.

There lay the Mountain Temple of "Heaven Righteous Dharma Dao," as well as the tomb of the first Han King Temujin, who founded the Naiman five divisions.

For the Righteous Path Magicians belonging to "Side Door" sects subordinate to "Nine Soldiers," even if it was inconvenient to support any of the contested Hidden Dragons or get involved in the tumultuous "All Living Beings Tribulation,"

vanquishing demons and exterminating deceit was their duty and a way to accumulate enough Yin Morality to join Nine Soldiers and receive a Divine Position as an Immortal Official.

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