Save the Wu Tribe, Start from Replacing the Primordial Spirit with the Thought Method
33 Dreamlike, boundless heavens, boundless living beings

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In the blink of an eye, a thousand years passed!

The battle between Northern Mang Mountain and the Heavenly Court's demon army was about to begin.

During this period of time.

Su Changqing had carefully selected 10 million Wu Tribe generals from the Houtu Tribe. Among them, there were 10 Primordial Unity Golden Immortals, and the rest were Golden Immortals and Mystic Immortals. None of them were Genuine Immortals.

These elite battle generals gathered together, and the momentum they condensed was shocking. Their auras surged through the world, and their killing intent surged. Their battle souls roared.

A Holy Houtu Ancestral Wizard Dharma Idol appeared above the Wizard Army.

He had two arms in front of him and four hands behind him. He held the Flying Snake, which had a human body and a snake tail.

When the eyes opened and closed, they could open the world and have the phenomenon of the universe changing.

"Clang!"

Along with a solemn and heavy bell sound, the vibration surrounded the entire Buzhou Mountain.

Dazzling light poured down, making this place sacred and extraordinary.

This huge army was ready to go.

Su Changqing was in the middle of the array, sitting on an ancient chariot pulled by nine prehistoric beasts. His hair danced in the wind, and his eyes were bright.

His body was surrounded by divine light that filled the sky, and Great Dao runes danced around him. Dao runes spread, and phenomena rose.

Evolve this place into a boundless pure land.

It was extremely mystical.

He sat in the center like a supreme divine king, giving the Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals a sense of confidence.

This was the Great Si Ming of the Sorcerer Tribe, the blessed son who could communicate with the will of the Father.

He had created the Miluo Limitless Heart Sutra and started an era.

In the hearts of the Wuliang Sorcerer Tribe, Su Changqing's status was constantly rising. He was about to surpass time and space and reach the Divine Supreme Domain.

He was on par with the Grand Wizard.

"Great Si Ming, the war bell has rung, it's time for the army to move.”

A Primordial Immortal bowed respectfully.

His name was Taiwu, and he was also the strongest person besides Su Changqing in the expedition. He was ranked ninth on the Rank Five Taiyi List.

One could imagine their combat strength.

However…

In front of Great Siming Su Changqing, the unparalleled genius general ranked ninth on the Primordial Rank dared not breathe too loudly.

From Su Changqing, he could feel an aura that could swallow the entire universe and suppress the universe. He was like a small boat floating in the middle of it.

It could be overturned by the vast and majestic power at any time.

An instinctive soul pressure came from Great Si Ming's body. This was an aura that Taiwu had never felt from the Sixth Revolution Perfected Golden Immortals of the Sorcerer Tribe.

There were also differences between Primordial experts.

Some were like Su Changqing, who was like the Multiverse of the Heavens and perfected the embryonic form of the Miluo Primordial Dao.

Some of them only had bodies that were similar to ordinary Expanse Cosmoses, and their Great Dao was insignificant.

This was the difference between 1 and 9999.

"Is everything ready?" Su Changqing said softly and indifferently.

"The army is on standby." The Grand Martial Shaman General quickly nodded.”

"Then let's set off!"

As Su Changqing waved his hand, the sound of the war bell rang through heaven and earth. It was like a signal. The nine beasts roared angrily and pulled up the carriage.

He turned into a stream of light, riding the wind and thunder as he charged towards the void.

The rest of the Sorcerer Tribe's generals also held various weapons and sabers in their hands as they stepped forward. The earth shook and the void trembled.

A melodious and ancient battle song came from the tribe behind the Sorcerer Tribe.

"The four ends of the world!"

"With my body, protect me for a long time…"

Wait!

High in the sky, Su Changqing sat in his chariot and looked down at the sky.

He sighed with emotion at how great and magnificent the universe was in this vast wilderness!

It looked like a world, but it was not.

Just the Primordial Continent alone was equivalent to an infinite amount of universes being smelted together!

On the vast land, huge mountain ranges could be seen from time to time, winding like dragons, stretching for billions of miles…However, compared to the true size of this world, it could not even be called a small mountain.

However, even in such a remote place, there were countless races and endless creatures living there.

There were powerful immortals and gods, innate saints, races, divine dynasties, and so on, occupying many grotto-heavens, blessed lands, and pure lands.

In this secular world, some people fell, and some rose…happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy were written in it, and a song of the secular world was played.

However, compared to the infinite vastness of this world and the endless eras that time had passed, what was it?

A speck of dust…perhaps not even.

" I've heard from the Ancestor of Sorcery Candle Dragon that the River of Time that exists in the Untainted Land flows slowly. Every time the era of the world advances, it will create a parallel spacetime in the void and evolve into the projection of the Untainted Land Universe.”

"This is an illusion, but it's also real!”

"Dreamlike and hazy, boundless heavens, endless space-time latitudes, boundless living beings…This is the true face of the Untainted Land!”

Su Changqing couldn't help but recall what the Ancestor of Time had said about the concept of the Untainted Land.

It was precisely because of the immeasurable nature of the Wilderness that this world was filled with variables. Even those powerful cultivators were unable to know everything about the world.

That was why the paragons, powerful cultivators, and Connate Saints could compete on the same stage in the Primordial World.

Using the eternal world as a chessboard, time and space as a line, he placed pieces in all directions.

They fought for the supreme Dao fruit.

No one could escape from the world.

"I don't know if there was the Primordial World before Pangu, or Pangu before the Primordial World!”

"What is the significance of Pangu's creation of the primeval world, or the purpose of the primeval world nurturing Pangu?”

A classic philosophical question suddenly popped up in Su Changqing's mind.

"Which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

To Father God Pangu, the latitude of time and space was like a line. It could be moved at will, and it could be reversed through time and space, from the past to the future, and from the future to the past.

Reverse cause and effect, change epic.

Therefore, who could say clearly whether there was Primordial before Pangu or Pangu before Primordial?

This was the concept of time and space that transcended everything.

Time passed as Su Changqing's imagination ran wild.

The Sorcerer Tribe's army had also arrived at the battlefield of Northern Mang Mountain.

The Beimang Divine Mountain was not far from the Sorcerer Tribe's Houtu Tribe.

The mountain range was like an ancient dragon, entrenched in the world, stretching for an astronomical distance. Purple qi rose, and it was extremely noble.

Due to the news of the battle between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Heavenly Court, the huge Northern Mang Mountain was empty.

The Immortals, Gods, Fiendgods, and itinerant cultivators had long left in advance to avoid this battlefield to avoid being affected.

"Those cowards from Heavenly Court haven't arrived yet, let's get into formation first!”

Su Changqing ordered.

Taiwu and the other Primordial Immortals gave the order for the Sorcerer Tribe's battle generals to set up the formation.

However, just as they were about to set up the array…

The light of the sky suddenly opened, and golden light filled the sky. Auspicious clouds descended.

"Roar!"

"Screech!"

"Ji!"

Countless demons of the celestial heavens formed a mighty army and rushed down from the door opened in the void.

Without a doubt, this was an elite Heavenly Court army.

There were more than 20 Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

With the Bifang and Zhujian, two perfected Primordial Immortals, as commanders, their fighting spirit was high and their demonic qi surged.

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