Lud Platform.

The Shang Dynasty holds its final sacrifice.

King Zhouu sits upright, his expression indifferent, his inner thoughts unfathomable, leaving no clue to his true intentions.

This is the last national sacrifice of the Shang Dynasty. Whether it succeeds or fails, there will be no second chance, for he no longer has the strength for another attempt.

The nobles and commoners of Chaoge have almost been slaughtered, and Daji has killed numerous demon generals as well.

In a certain sense, both of them have become utterly forsaken.

Those with conscience have gone to West Zhou, while the rest were either killed or awaited their demise.

Marquis Shen Wu, wearing a grotesque human-skin mask, chants ancient hymns as incense smoke rises toward the heavens, only to vanish at a certain point, as if retreating into a mysterious void.

Crash!

A sinister black cloud appears once again over Chaoge.

Marquis Shen Wu tosses a piece of tortoise shell into the vortex, which swallows it whole.

Marquis Shen Wu removes his mask, wipes the sweat off his forehead, and smiles at King Zhouu: "My King, this act will definitely..."

Before he can finish his sentence, Marquis Shen Wu suddenly freezes.

He realizes his words are futile; every time he speaks, the results are the opposite—his foes don't die but become even stronger.

King Zhouu's expression turns as dark as coal, just as he is about to erupt in anger, when figures emerge from the vortex.

This time, three figures arrive simultaneously.

The Soldier Immortal, the Sword Immortal, and the Ax Immortal (previously written as an Earth Immortal in the last chapter).

"The Three Immortals? You've finally arrived," Marquis Shen Wu exclaims with joy.

The Three Immortals of Emperor Yi, the three great ministers of the Emperor Yi Era.

The Sword Immortal wields the Cloud-cutting Divine Sword, a blade capable of subduing the world, deterring all life from rebellion—the saying "Three feet above, there are celestial beings" originally referred to the Sword Immortal.

The Ax Immortal can carve mountains and fill seas for emperors, while the Soldier Immortal commands armies on their behalf.

These three were Emperor Yi Era's most capable aides, and now, all three have appeared.

King Zhouu clearly recognizes them as well.

"The three great ministers, I've waited a long time for you," King Zhouu remarks with a grin.

With the addition of these three, the situation should improve significantly.

"Where are the others? The Plague God, the Blood Sea brothers, and the Luohun Luobao brothers?" asks the Soldier Immortal, a golden-armored warrior of imposing presence.

"Uh... they've defected to West Zhou," comes the awkward response.

The Sword Immortal, with disheveled hair and bare feet, glares at Marquis Shen Wu and says, "So this is your idea of a favorable situation? No wonder the requests for reinforcements kept piling up."

Thud!

Marquis Shen Wu drops to his knees.

"Please, the three of you, lend me your aid. I truly cannot hold out anymore. I only hope this mission succeeds, and that Emperor Yi remains unaware of the truth."

To see Marquis Shen Wu, once a favored attendant of the king, groveling so humbly threw everyone into disarray.

"Forget it, stand up," the Soldier Immortal says, waving his hand.

On the one hand, seeing Marquis Shen Wu so servile suggests he's been pushed to the brink. On the other hand, the current crisis allows no room for internal disputes; resolving the emergency comes first, with ample time to deal with him later.

Under the Soldier Immortal's guidance, Shang reorganizes its forces.

The Demon Clan, led by Daji, faces off against the Human Clan, commanded by the Soldier Immortal, with Northern Marquis Chong as support.

The Ax Immortal ventures alone to West Zhou, intending to sever the dragon veins of the West Zhou Heavenly Court.

Once the West Zhou dragon veins are severed, their power will diminish significantly, simplifying matters down the line.

The Sword Immortal, astride his sword, soars with the wind, standing upright in the Nine Heavens.

On the mortal plane, the Battle of Muc Ye unfolds in full force.

Wen Zhong, Yangg Jian, Ghost Marquis… many renowned generals charge into battle under King Wu's command.

Ji Fa, clad in fiery crimson armor, with a vivid dragon head adorning his chest, strides forward. The dragon's striking glare instills fear in all who face him.

"Kill!"

King Wu's sword cleaves a demon before him in two, his black hair billowing in the wind—a figure of unrivaled dominance.

The Qiankun Treasure has been cultivated to the Ninth Layer, just shy of perfection, after which he will comprehend his ultimate technique.

At that moment, the Soldier Immortal descends from the heavens to confront King Wu.

"My King, here I come!"

Wen Zhong rides a Qilin to intercept, while Yangg Jian charges forward, spear in hand.

The Three Heroes confront the Soldier Immortal.

As more combatants join the fray, their strength only grows ever greater.

Even the Blood Sea brothers, Yunzhong Zi, and the Luobao brothers take part; Marquis Shen, Daji, and Northern Marquis Chong also join the battle.

Above, in the skies.

King Zhouu and the Sword Immortal quietly wait for something.

They are waiting for Song Lin.

This battle holds the fate of both nations. If Song Lin does not arrive, West Zhou is sure to lose.

At that moment, a beam of golden light descends.

Song Lin looks at the two of them and smirks, "Quite the preparation."

Boom!

The Sword Immortal wastes no words and strikes with a sword.

This strike is swifter and more ruthless than that of the Red Dust Sword Immortal Qingchen of the past.

The Innate Spiritual Treasure, Pure Yang Sword, in Song Lin's hand feels faintly suppressed.

The opponent's mastery of the Sword Dao is fully perfected, just a step away from grasping the Heavenly Immortal Dao.

The three clash in battle amidst the skies.

In this world of a heavenly circle and earthly square, the land is vast, and most of the external stars are dead stars orbiting this realm.

Though their cultivation is roughly equivalent, neither can gain the upper hand over Song Lin, even with his full arsenal of spells unleashed.

Below, the stalemate continues.

It is known that King Zhouu has summoned the Three Immortals from the Medium Thousand World this time.

And there's the Ax Immortal too, but King Wen claims to have him handled. Overall, both sides seem evenly matched.

The Sword Immortal's techniques are fierce—one sword can cleave stars, and any lapse in vigilance means defeat.

As the battle progresses, Song Lin enters a profound state of insight.

King Zhouu's sacrifice to the heavens, summoning emissaries from the Outer Heavenly Court, was no secret to the West Zhou high council or himself.

But Song Lin had not interfered, nor sent anyone to disrupt the rites in Chaoge.

His goal was to discover the method to transcend the Small Thousand World.

However, upon observation, he was left with a puzzling question.

Since they connected with the Medium Thousand World, why hadn't they immediately comprehended the Heavenly Immortal Dao?

And why were those descending from the Medium Thousand not all Heavenly Immortals? It seemed they too were stuck at an impasse.

Hence, breaking through the Small Thousand World was not the key, nor was entering the Medium Thousand World.

Perhaps the first to rely on raw strength would find a path forward, but those carried upward or guided might not attain the status of Heavenly Immortal.

Thus, Song Lin surmised that breaking the Small Thousand World served to extract a particular essence.

The Heavenly Immortal Dao originally had two prerequisites: the first was the perfection of the Great Dao, an essential condition; the second was breaking through the Small Thousand World.

But this breakthrough seemed not to connect with the Medium Thousand World, but rather to transcend the Small Thousand Universe, tapping into some ethereal essence.

This essence would allow the perfected Great Dao to merge with the Primordial Spirit, transcending the Three Realms, existing beyond the Five Elements.

Song Lin named this essence "Innate Ancestor Qi," which he believed to be of the same origin as that which Taiyi had once transformed.

King Zhouu's sacrifices had been many, and King Wen had discerned the technique through them.

If the sacrifice was directed toward the Medium Thousand Heavenly Court, and the Medium Thousand Heavenly Court had corresponding spells, the energy consumption wouldn't be significant.

But acting unilaterally required much greater energy.

To break the dimensions of the Small Thousand World took even more energy.

Therefore, Song Lin knew he couldn't manage it alone; he needed the collective strength of everyone.

Even those of Yinn Shang had to be included.

"I've found it..."

Song Lin realized the solution.

It was to have everyone join forces against him.

The fight raged for hundreds of exchanges.

The entire world shimmered with dazzling dharma spiritual light.

At this moment, Song Lin feigned an opening, allowing the Sword Immortal to shatter his Nine-Transformation Mystical Technique with a single strike, sending his body plummeting toward the earth.

"Now! There's no time to lose! Everyone, strike together!"

Seizing the moment, King Zhouu swiftly relayed orders to all.

At this juncture, Song Lin became the focal point of all attention.

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