279: United

Various rare treasures of heaven and earth were continuously sent into the regular octahedron above the Jue Tian Place.

This greatly slowed the octahedron's rate of dissipation, barely maintaining its balance.

However, relying solely on the three clans to find and use items as needed meant the quantity was ultimately too scarce.

At this point, the rate of dissipation still exceeded the rate of recovery, though it had slowed considerably.

The weakening of the octahedron would also weaken its ability to purify the Will of Heaven within.

If this continued, it wouldn't last much longer!

"Has no one from the continent arrived yet?"

Watching the scene above, the people of the three clans were filled with anxiety.

After a quick question, they didn't dare to linger for a moment, continuing their frantic search.

Originally, they had indeed planned to use force, dealing with any repercussions later.

However, ideals were rich, but reality was stark.

Their three clans' strength, after the previous great battle and Ming Ya's intervention, had already suffered heavy casualties and injuries.

Xiao Dou, the strongest among them, had survived, but the injuries he sustained from Ming Ya were horrific.

In such a short time, only his outward appearance had improved significantly.

How much of his power he still possessed now was hard to say.

It was likely he could no longer display the combat power of a Piming Realm Ninth Level expert, and even Pi Ming Realm Eighth Level might be a stretch.

Moreover, they couldn't use their clan-protecting formations outside.

So, currently, the strength of the three clans was probably slightly inferior to that of the outside world.

To say nothing else, that old monster from the Forge Tower should be able to hold Xiao Dou at bay.

The remaining people, also severely injured, might not be able to defeat the other members of the Forge Tower.

Furthermore, it would be a home-ground battle for the Forge Tower; if things went wrong, they might not only fail to obtain the rare treasures of heaven and earth but also lose their own lives.

And the Central Continent's forces were far more than just the Forge Tower; there were countless other large and small powers.

Quite a few could produce Pi Ming Realm experts, with the Forge Tower simply being the most powerful.

This was also why the Pi Ming Realm experts of the three clans ultimately didn't resort to force.

In the end, this matter would depend on the will of those people in the Central Continent.

"Damn it, this is no longer just our family's affair."

"Don't they listen to the Eight Ancestors? Once the Will of Heaven emerges, everyone will be enslaved.

They might even have their consciousness altered, lose their cognition, and become puppets to be manipulated, just like the legends from a million years ago."

"You also said that was a legend; a million years ago is too, too far from now.

No one on the continent can live that long.

And no one has personally witnessed the events of a million years ago; some even doubt it now."

"Now, on the continent, besides our Eight Clans, who else firmly believes the story of the Eight Ancestors' Slaying of the Heavens?"

"This, sigh..."

...

Forge Tower.

An old man, with drooping eyelids and hazy eyes, scanned the crowd, watching them engaged in a heated debate.

This person was precisely that Pi Ming Realm Eighth Level old monster from the Forge Tower—Nie Yue!

His life was full of legendary tales; he was born in the Forge Tower, and his parents were also Forge Tower elders.

From a young age, he displayed extraordinary cultivation talent, breaking through to the Qi Sea Realm before the age of six.

By twelve, he was already a peak Divine Infant Realm expert, capable of breaking through to the Di Gang Realm at any time.

Subsequently, in less than a hundred years, he successfully broke through to the Pi Ming Realm.

Over the next thousand years, his cultivation continued to improve, and during this period, he successively visited several of the Eight Clans.

Especially the Xuan Clan, which, like the Forge Tower, specialized in artifact forging.

Rumor has it that he once competed with the Xuan Clan's patriarch in artifact forging, ending in a draw.

This firmly established the Forge Tower's unique and lofty position in the Central Continent.

After he reached thirty thousand years of age, his cultivation advanced to the Pi Ming Realm Eighth Level, after which he completely hit a bottleneck.

Thus, he withdrew from worldly affairs, entrusting all Forge Tower matters to his descendants, and from then on, he entered seclusion for arduous cultivation.

Until today, no one knew what level his cultivation had reached.

Nie Yue watched as the discussion grew increasingly heated, with no sign of stopping, so he let out a light cough.

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the hall instantly fell silent.

They understood that their Old Ancestor had made a decision, so they held their breath and listened.

Nie Yue only spoke one sentence, "If the skin is gone, where will the fur attach?"

Everyone instantly understood Nie Yue's meaning; no one had any objection, nor did anyone stand up to oppose, offer suggestions, or say anything.

Without a word, they rose, bowed to Nie Yue, and immediately went to make preparations.

When the entire meeting hall was left with only Nie Yue, his eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp.

Around him, a faint, terrifying aura imperceptibly emanated, causing slight spatial fluctuations.

Although it was just a wisp of aura, it was enough to deduce that this Old Ancestor of the Forge Tower, after years of secluded cultivation, had actually broken through to the Piming Realm Ninth Level.

Nie Yue looked up at the sky, "This is the opportunity!"

Having successfully broken through, he could now perceive the changes in heaven and earth with extreme clarity.

The Forge Tower's efficiency was extremely high; they quickly gathered almost all of their rare treasures of heaven and earth.

These were immediately taken by the Tower Master, escorted by multiple Pi Ming Realm experts, to the Jue Tian Place.

Not only that, but the Forge Tower also called upon other forces in the Central Continent that possessed rare treasures of heaven and earth.

They confirmed the correctness and accuracy of the previously conveyed message.

And they hoped and encouraged them to collectively send the items over.

Indeed, with the leading force outside the Central Continent's Eight Clans taking the initiative, the other forces became much more proactive.

After all, in their hearts, compared to the Eight Clans, they felt a greater sense of identification with the Forge Tower.

Thus, batches of rare treasures of heaven and earth were brought by experts from all over the continent to aid the Eight Ancestors in their Slaying of the Heavens once more.

...

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

"Damn it!"

"How can it be so little? It's getting less and less!"

A Pi Ming Realm expert from the Spirit Clan looked at the octahedron above, his expression extremely tense.

In his eyes, a hint of fear and panic was already revealed.

The octahedron formed by the Eight Ancestors was becoming increasingly ethereal, yet the rare treasures of heaven and earth they brought were diminishing.

Looking at the Will of Heaven inside, it still bore Ming Ya's face.

At this moment, he was hysterically and desperately attacking the barrier blocking him.

He no longer cared about the burden on this body, nor whether it was complete or not.

Clearly, both sides had now entered the final and most critical stage.

The Will of Heaven had gone mad, and the people of the three clans naturally followed suit.

But their madness did not bring them the desired results.

The next moment, they saw cracks appearing on one face of the octahedron.

If it had been earlier, it would have been nothing, healing quickly.

But this time, the cracks not only failed to heal but also multiplied and spread with the Will of Heaven's attacks.

It looked as if they would soon spread across the entire surface of the octahedron.

Just as the people of the three clans were falling into despair, a dazzling light suddenly emanated from the east side of the Jue Tian Place.