Published: August 10, 2026
Chapter 3: No matter whether fate is unfair, blossoms of prosperity bloom in the palm
"Ah..." Thunderstorm True Lord let out a long sigh.
He truly put the bigger picture first and wanted to first mend the internal conflicts and unite against the outside world.
But no matter how many times he tried, he could never achieve the result he wanted.
In times of war, some people within the sect took the opportunity to suppress the "marginal factions." He had once issued a stern and severe order forbidding it.
But how could the will of the entire sect's interest group be changed by one man?
Even as a pinnacle true lord, even with a body full of magical power, there was nothing he could do about it!
Over the years, the more Thunderstorm saw and the more he did, the more powerless he felt.
The Human Race was already weak, while the demonic race was steadily nibbling away at them.
Under such circumstances, they not only failed to unite against the outside world, but internal strife only grew more and more severe. At the slightest disagreement, it became a matter of destroying sects and exterminating clans.
Now Tian Nan was in complete chaos, already showing signs of collapse and destruction.
No matter how he looked at it, it seemed they were stepping toward destruction bit by bit.
"Could it be that the Tian Nan cultivation world is truly destined to fall?"
"The road to destruction may be shorter than anyone imagines..."
Thunderstorm thought silently.
He was loyal to the sect, but he did not want the Tian Nan cultivation world to be destroyed either.
If something happened at the Five Elements Pass and the Seven Nations Alliance could not be saved, would the demonic race that swallowed the Seven Nations Alliance still slowly erode things like they were doing now?
With cultivation resources and population shrinking drastically, after just a few wars, perhaps the entire Tian Nan cultivation world would no longer be able to hold on.
One battle? Or two?
By then, how far away would destruction be?
"Go do what I can do."
Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, magical power circulated and his robe became immaculate once more. Thunderstorm True Lord returned to his usual sharp and overbearing demeanor.
Whoosh~
He turned into a streak of golden escape light and vanished into the gale layer.
The Fourth Gale Layer.
The gale winds here were everywhere, their power reaching the fourth stage. Even yuan ying true lords had to be careful and maintain their magical power shield at all times.
Normally, this altitude should have been relatively calm, but today there was an accident.
Rumble rumble rumble.
The force of a peak fourth stage battle churned violently. The aftershocks rippled outward for dozens of li, directly annihilating the gale winds in a certain area.
Sounds of spells colliding, sometimes deep and muffled, sometimes sharp and piercing from magical treasures clashing, rang out intermittently in the Fourth Gale Layer.
The ones causing all this were naturally the two vice presidents of the qingyun society, as well as the two pinnacle true lords, Yulin and Red Whip.
Blood Sea Demon Lord versus Red Whip Demon Lord, Primordial Master versus Yulin True Lord. The four of them had already exchanged tentative blows ahead of the main battle.
Dozens of yuan ying true lords from the qingyun society, along with some true lords from the three great powers, were watching the situation from afar using spiritual consciousness or spiritual eye techniques.
Seeing that the other side had so few people, some qingyun society true lords' eyes flickered as different thoughts arose in their hearts.
If Liu Yu were to say "take them down" right now, most of them would immediately act without hesitation.
What if the methods weren't honorable enough? What if victory wouldn't be convincing?
As long as they could win, those things were no issue at all for old monsters at the yuan ying stage.
However, since Liu Yu had not given the order, none of them dared act on their own.
After all, the name "Old Demon Qingyang" was not made up out of thin air. It was built upon the lives of true lords and demonic kings, and he had real strength and loyal subordinates to back it up.