He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

Who would dare not take action? To not take action would be considered unfilial, and if word got out of the Zhou family, they would become the laughingstock of the world!

Moreover, doing so can alleviate some of the pressure on the Zhou family. If other forces send more people, the Zhou family can send fewer people, thus reducing their losses.

As for doing this

Isn't this too ruthless, forcing other forces to send troops to attack, resulting in countless deaths and injuries? But that's nothing.

If any other faction discovered the land in the Hellish Human Realm, they would share it with others. Although it has a hint of scheming, it's better to sacrifice a friend than oneself. Since everyone has a grudge against the Assassin Dynasty, they might as well share the burden together.

"This time, we must have enough reserve forces." Zhou Qing immediately took to the air, left his island, and went to discuss the matter with the Zhou family patriarch.

That day, the two had a detailed discussion, made various arrangements, and made full preparations to wipe out the two great dynasties in one fell swoop!

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Realm, Qi Li and his group were not idle either. They were assigned to a specific direction and continued to advance inwards.

"The environment here is truly amazing. If they were allowed to cultivate like this for thousands of years, I wonder how many more saints would be produced." Qi Li thought to himself with awe.

Although this place has become the headquarters of the Assassin Dynasty, it is not as people imagine, with bones and human skin scattered everywhere.

All around, the majestic sacred mountains, the lush divine valley, the jade-like streams, the tinkling divine springs, and the ancient herbs growing in the crevices of the rocks all demonstrate how suitable this place is for cultivation.

In the open valley, several enormous skeletons, shimmering with a pale golden luster, were preserved to this day. They were all ancient, exotic creatures, who had been dead for countless years.

These are the original beings within the Chaos Divine Land, all of whom had reached the Saint level. Their bloodlines withered and they died here of old age, but they did not transform into the Dao. They can be used directly as Saint-level refining materials!

"No, it still doesn't work. I can't find a way to transmit the coordinates." Qi Li had been observing the others, especially the old man who brought them here, trying to find an opportunity to transmit the coordinates.

"There are still two Killing Saints in the distance. How are we supposed to transmit their coordinates? Do we have to live until this Heavenly Domain is fully developed and we return to the outside world before we can transmit the coordinates?"

Qi Li was helpless; he didn't have the same talent as his seventh brother, who could communicate with his father telepathically.

Although the Chaos Immortal Land has abundant resources, it also presents many dangers, some of which are difficult even for saints to handle and could lead to life-threatening situations.

The Killing Saint, unwilling to risk his life but wanting to explore a wider area, sought out assassins to test the dangers with their own.

This was a near-death experience; in the end, perhaps not even 10% of the people here would survive. But Qi Li had no choice but to try his best to survive in order to complete his father's mission and have a chance to transmit the coordinates.

At this moment, Qi Li still believed that once this celestial domain was completed, they would be able to return to their own little world.

But he forgot one thing: the oldest hall of the Assassin Dynasty has always been a top secret. Even if these people are members of the Dynasty, what can they do? Once they have completed their exploration, it will be their death day!

During this time, Zhou Qing traveled frequently, personally visiting various parties and communicating with them. He visited places such as the Jiang family and Yaochi.

This time, the two great assassin dynasties are determined to wipe out the two great assassin dynasties in one fell swoop. All the major forces are making preparations in full swing. Everything is being carried out in secret. One after another, war tools, ancient formations, and even the foundations of some holy lands are being brought out to welcome back the bones of their ancestors.

These preparations all take time. In some factions with too many internal voices, it often takes a long time of wrangling before it can be determined how many troops to send.

After contacting some powerful clans and holy lands, Zhou Qing did not immediately return to his clan, but instead went to the Northern Divine City.

Chapter 142 The storm is coming

The Divine City, sometimes also called the Holy City in the Northern Region, is a testament to its high status in the hearts of the people of the Northern Region. It is the absolute center.

The oasis where the divine city is located is extremely vast, spanning tens of thousands of miles, and is recognized by the world as the number one oasis in the northern region.

Lingzhou, where the Zhou family is located, covers an area of ​​more than 10,000 li. In the Northern Region, it can only rank in the top ten, not even in the top five.

After all, these top-tier oases have always been in the hands of ancient and powerful forces. The reason why the Zhou family was able to control such an oasis was because during the dark turmoil of that year, the once-powerful forces of Lingzhou were wiped out, and other forces fought over it for tens of thousands of years. In the end, it was taken by the Zhou family ancestors as the Zhou family's ancestral land.

At this moment, Zhou Qing was walking on a wide ancient street, where there were very few pedestrians and it was exceptionally quiet.

Ancient trees lined the roadside, their canopies blocking out the sun, making the light dim and the place seem exceptionally secluded.

Finally, he arrived at a desolate stone archway.

The dilapidated stone steps and collapsed palaces were all hidden by grass and trees. An old man with dim eyesight and a hunched back sat on a blue stone.

He was old and frail, with little time left to live, almost at the end of his life. Gazing at the desolate garden overgrown with weeds, his eyes were filled with nostalgia and sadness.

Anyone who doesn't know the truth would think this old man is just an ordinary old man, and wouldn't see any signs of cultivation.

However, with Zhou Qing's Dao sense, he could sense that the old man's body contained an incomparably powerful law. Once activated, plucking stars and capturing the moon would be a trivial matter. Its power was earth-shattering and on the same level as the law within the Zhou family patriarch's body.

"Are you Wei Yi, one of the Three Heroes of Tianxuan?" Zhou Qing asked.

Upon hearing this, the seemingly frail and elderly sage remained calm and composed, as still as a withered tree.

"The Three Heroes of Tianxuan are dead. I am just an immortal ghost, lingering on the remains of Tianxuan, unwilling to leave."

Wei Yi's answer sounded negative, but Zhou Qing was not surprised at all.

The three heroes of Tianxuan were invincible in the Eastern Wilderness back then, and the Tianxuan Holy Land was extremely powerful, but in the end, they were all wiped out.

The three heroes of Tianxuan were all proud and arrogant, but they were powerless in that situation and could only watch helplessly as their master, fellow disciples, and other family members died one after another.

In the end, one became a slave, another went mad for six thousand years without waking up, and the remaining one seemed normal, but as the youngest junior brother among the three heroes of Tianxuan, how could his mentality not be problematic?

However, he didn't care about that; he was only here to deliver a message.

"Senior Wei Yi, the ancient assassin dynasties and the oldest temples of Hell and the human world have been discovered. If you wish to retrieve the remains of Tianxuan's ancestors, we can join forces to annihilate these two assassin dynasties!"

Wei Yi's eyes suddenly brightened for a moment, radiating two beams of divine light.

"If you are interested, senior, you can come to my Zhou family in a month and we can launch an attack together."

After saying that, Zhou Qing left, as he had another force to join forces with.

Yuancheng is a small city located 30,000 li away from the Primordial Ancient Mine, serving as a transit point for various mining areas.

In the southern part of the city, inside a low-rise house with blue tiles.

It looks very dilapidated.

Zhou Qing pushed open the door and went inside. He saw an old man with a wrinkled face and rough, calloused hands, puffing on his pipe.

Old Dao looked up at the boy, then suddenly stood up in shock, stumbling backward and knocking over his chair.

If he were an ordinary person, he might not know who this young man was, but he was different. He collected all kinds of intelligence for the Heavenly Court, so he naturally knew this person. He shouldn't be here!

"My Lord, why would you come to a small business like mine?" Old Knife Handle said tremblingly, seemingly very frightened, just like an ordinary person suddenly seeing a big shot come to his shop.

Zhou Qing raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't need to pretend anymore. I don't care what kind of power you belong to. I'll just tell you one thing: go back and tell the people behind you."

"Please speak, Lord God." Old Knife Master placed himself in a very low position, knowing full well that if he showed the slightest sign of resistance in front of this person, his head would roll in the blink of an eye.

"We have found the oldest temple in Hell and the human world. If you want revenge, come to the Zhou family and meet with us at this time next month."

"Understood," Old Knife replied. After a long silence, he looked up and found that no one was there anymore.

In the Zhou family's territory, Zhou Qing was exchanging ideas with the Zhou family's patriarch.

“We have now united many forces. King Jiang and Queen Mother of the West have agreed to join us. In addition, the holy lands of Zifu, Dayan, Wanchu, and Yaoguang are also making preparations in secret,” Zhou Qing said.

"My Zhou family's younger generation also knows about this matter and is making detailed arrangements, taking stock of the warships, ancient formations, and the number of people willing to participate," the Zhou family patriarch said with a smile.

"When these younger generations heard that they were going to kill their way into hell and the human world, their eyes turned red and their killing intent soared to the sky. They said that since the Zhou family dared to touch the future of my family, they would fight to the death."

Zhou Qing was somewhat moved. Back in the Bright Moon City of the Divine Continent Dynasty, after the news of his assassination reached the ears of the Zhou family elders from the stronghold leader, they all roared to wipe out the two assassin dynasties.

However, the timing wasn't right back then, and they couldn't find many strongholds of the Assassin Dynasty, so they had to give up.

Zhou Qing initially thought it was just something the elders said in a fit of anger, but he didn't expect that after so many years, they would still remember it.

"Is this what a family is like?" Zhou Qing was deeply moved.

People are separated now, things are not what they used to be. He has been in this world for more than ten years, and he has truly felt a kind of warmth in the Zhou family.

At this moment, he somewhat understood Hua Yunfei's wish to make Tai Xuan surpass the entire ancient star.

If he becomes emperor in this life, he will surely lead the Zhou family to the pinnacle of the stars!

The Eastern Wilderness appears calm on the surface, but undercurrents are already surging beneath.

The people of the Eastern Wilderness had a feeling that a storm was brewing, even though no news had been released and no major actions had been seen from the various holy lands.

Those who are observant have noticed that in the ten ancient cities of the Central Region, or in the major stone archways of the Divine City of the Northern Region, some places where the Supreme Elders of the various holy lands should be stationed seem to be nowhere to be seen, as if they have returned to their respective holy lands.

Secretly, all parties were making meticulous preparations, and soon, a month had passed in a flash.

A murderous aura surged into the Zhou family's territory, indicating that an ancient clan was about to mobilize its full forces. Huge warships rose into the air, covering the sky and gleaming with a cold light.

"Woooo..."

The war horns blared, echoing across the sky, and everyone's blood boiled.

A massive war is brewing, one of the few major events in the history of the Eastern Wilderness.

Perhaps this war will mark the beginning of this glorious era, starting with the eternal eradication of two immortal lineages!

Chapter 143 Victory is Inevitable

The mountains and valleys trembled, and the sounds of war echoed for three thousand miles. Countless cultivators in Lingzhou looked toward the Zhou family's territory, some in shock, some in confusion, all speculating about the reasons behind it.

Large warships loomed overhead, casting long shadows. Many figures stood aboard, including middle-aged and elderly people, each possessing profound cultivation and capable of easily destroying a large mountain range.

One of the warships was quite special; it only had a dozen or so old men, but it was the most terrifying, positioned at the very front of all the warships.

These people are all over 2,500 years old. They are living fossils of the Zhou family, with terrifyingly high cultivation levels and overwhelming fighting spirit!

In addition, there were some smaller warships left for some talented younger soldiers who would go to observe the battles and broaden their horizons.

"My God, is this what war between cultivators is like? On the other side of the starry sky, such power would be enough to destroy a superpower."

On a small warship, Wang Ziwen felt suffocated. Powerful bursts of blood energy erupted, transforming into dozens of dragon-shaped pillars that shot into the sky. Many people were shouting, the oppressive feeling was too strong.

His face was very old, but he looked a little younger than he had a month ago. This was because he had embarked on the path of cultivation and had begun to open the sea of ​​suffering.

Ye Fan was also on this warship, and as one of the spectators, he was surprised by such a large-scale operation and was also thinking about which force was on the other side of the war.

"boom!"

A void shattered, and a hunched, emaciated old man appeared.

"Fellow Daoist has come after all. Let's move together from now on."

At the invitation of the Zhou family patriarch, Wei Yi flashed to the side of Zhou Qing and the Zhou family patriarch, his expression calm and composed.

A dimensional gate appeared out of thin air, and an old man with a cane walked out. One of his eyes was cloudy, and the other was a black hole, as if it were connected to a cosmic black hole.

Qi Luo was startled as soon as he stepped out of the domain gate. Of the three people not far away, apart from the young man, he could not see through the cultivation levels of the other two, but could only sense that they were much stronger than him.

"Fellow Daoist, please come along and join us."

The Zhou family patriarch extended another invitation, and Qi Luo stood beside the three of them.