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161: Chapter 161 Slaughter in the Lower Realm

Immortal Realm, Ascension Platform.

The elites of the thirty-six Upper Demon Tribes and the Seventy-Two Lower Demon Races had already gathered here, each possessing a ferocious aura and heaven-soaring murderous intent.

The Demon-Immortal Progenitor stood in the void, repairing the broken Ascension Passage.

The passage between the Immortal Realm and the Three Thousand Worlds had been destroyed; strictly speaking, it was unilaterally destroyed.

The heavens were as vast and endless as a sea of stars. In the region where they were located, countless worlds surrounded them, collectively known as the Three Thousand Worlds. The largest core was the current Demon Immortal Realm, which was connected to the Three Thousand Worlds.

The path of ascension was severed because the Demon Immortal Realm had cut off the road to the Three Thousand Worlds. The individual passages from the Three Thousand Worlds were minute and hidden within the heavens, making them difficult to discover.

Once severed, it was very difficult for those in the Demon Immortal Realm to find the junction to reconnect the two sections of the passage.

Conversely, the passage from the Demon Immortal Realm was large. If one were in a lower realm, they would only need to continuously expand their Ascension Passage to eventually connect with the Immortal Realm.

This was also why the Demon Immortal Clan preferred to wait at the Ascension Platform for lower realm ascenders rather than taking the initiative to repair the damaged passages.

In the vast heavens, aligning a junction with a tiny point was difficult—extremely difficult—and it wore down one's patience.

But now, the Demon Immortal Clan was suffering from the Remnant of the Immortal Dao and could wait no longer. They had to send out as many of their elites as possible.

Eternal-level combatants took action personally. Those lower realm passages, which were as fine as hair and hidden deep within the Myriad Star Sea after being severed, were located through their continuous exploration, then widened and connected.

Ten years later, the Demon-Immortal Progenitor successfully connected a lower realm Ascension Passage.

The elite demon army poured into the lower realm like a tide. Demon qi instantly obscured the sky of that world. Flames burned mountains and rivers, and demon qi devoured living beings. That once-prosperous lower realm world quickly turned into a silent purgatory, where billions of souls were blood-sacrificed, leaving no sign of life.

"A world that can accommodate a Tai Xuan Immortal, not bad. Next."

The Ancestor of Reincarnation looked at the devastated world below without the slightest ripple of emotion and continued to repair the next passage.

The second, the third...

...

As time passed, more and more lower realm worlds were forcibly opened. Civilizations were destroyed one by one, and waves of living beings were blood-sacrificed. Emotions of sorrow, despair, and anger permeated the entire Myriad Star Sea. Countless worlds were filled with wailing, and the resentment between heaven and earth soared, even dyeing the void a dark red.

The Demon Immortal Clan's actions also became increasingly difficult as the number of opened worlds grew.

Initially, it took only a few decades to connect a lower realm. Later, it often took centuries to lock onto a lower realm passage hidden in a corner of the heavens. Even so, the Demon-Immortal Progenitors did not slacken in the slightest. They patiently searched and opened them one by one.

If that Remnant of the Immortal Dao cared for all living beings like those sealed Eternal Dao Ancestors, he would surely be unable to tolerate such slaughter.

Of course, even if he didn't have such a grand heart, he should at least have basic emotions. If they happened to connect to his home lower realm, it should force him out.

If even this couldn't force him out, harvesting some Blood Food was also not bad.

...

Small Immortal Realm, Four Fierce Beasts Hall.

Lu Hu stood at the heart of the world, his aura heavy and still, as the wails of endless living beings echoed continuously in his ears.

"What happened?"

Even the heart of the world could not see the actions of the Demon-Immortal Progenitors.

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Hu took out the cross-realm teleportation jade.

The jade trembled slightly, and more than thirty world coordinates gradually appeared on it.

Lu Hu frowned. Once a lower realm's Ascension Passage was repaired and a bridge was rebuilt with the Immortal Realm, its location would naturally be determined by the Immortal Realm.

With the heart of the world in his hands, he naturally obtained the coordinates of these worlds.

So, how were the passages between so many worlds and the Immortal Realm repaired!?

This was not a good thing.

Lu Hu activated the cross-realm teleportation jade, sending out clones one by one to investigate the situation.

One lower realm world after another was annihilated, with billions of living beings dying tragic deaths.

Images of the Demon Immortal Clan harvesting Blood Food in the lower realms were transmitted back.

Lu Hu's expression was solemn; the Demon Immortal Clan had found a way to repair the Ascension Passages.

Although they were repairing them randomly, if this continued, they would eventually find the Continent of Desolation.

The tragic state of each world flashed before Lu Hu's eyes.

"They truly deserve to die!"

Lu Hu gnashed his teeth, wishing he could go and fight those Demon-Immortal Progenitors right now.

"Endure."

Endure!

I must endure!

Lu Hu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the killing intent surging in his heart. It wasn't time yet; it wasn't enough. The Demon-Immortal Progenitor's physique wasn't perfected yet; he needed a little more time.

"Four fellow Daoists, help me pin them down for a thousand years."

Lu Hu woke The Four Fiends; he needed their help.

"Just a thousand years. In a thousand years, I will thoroughly settle the score with the Demon Immortal Clan."

"Are you joking?"

The Four Great Fierce Beasts questioned him. So many Eternal Dao Ancestors in the Immortal Realm had lost to the Demon Immortal Clan, yet he claimed he would resolve the Demon Immortal Clan in a thousand years.

What a boast!

"You will know when the time comes."

"Fine."

The Four Great Fierce Beasts agreed quickly. They didn't care about the lives of lower realm beings, but coming from the Immortal Realm, they were highly motivated to cause trouble for the enemies who had destroyed it.

Taowu was short-tempered and could no longer hold back: "No need for words. It's just a thousand years; doubling that would be easy."

Taotie licked his lips greedily, "Just the right opportunity to have a feast!"

The Four Great Fierce Beasts didn't hesitate at all.

They went straight to execute what they had promised, heading directly for the Demon-Immortal Progenitors who were repairing the Ascension Passages.

Soon, a world-shaking disturbance erupted at the Ascension Platform.

The roars of the Demon-Immortal Progenitors and the bellows of the fierce beasts rose and fell.

Lu Hu didn't worry too much about the safety of The Four Fiends. Having troubled the Demon Immortal Clan for so many years, they surely had some means of self-preservation.

What he needed to do was to hurry and cultivate.

During the battle between the fierce beasts and the Demon-Immortal Progenitors, the void-breaking sword shuttled silently across the battlefield, transmitting the power of the Demon-Immortal Progenitors back to Lu Hu.

Lu Hu continuously refined the power of the Demon-Immortal Progenitors, and the various origins within his body grew stronger.

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