Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

The water dragon of True Man Yuheng (of the Fushui lineage) was locked in a stalemate with the fire talent of an early-stage demon king. His first divine ability, [Chongyuan Vortex], formed a vortex in front of him, sucking in all the flames.

Both of them were depleting their spiritual energy very quickly, but Master Yuheng was ultimately using a new method, and his foundation was more stable, so he gradually gained the upper hand.

Li Xiaoyao glanced at it but didn't interfere. A moment later, Yuheng Zhenren's water dragon finally broke through the flames and devoured the demon king.

Master Xunfeng (of the Xiaojin Dao lineage) moved swiftly, his first divine ability, [Shengxu Yuan], making him as fast as the wind.

He was locked in combat with a demon king known for his speed, and neither of them could gain the upper hand.

When Li Xiaoyao arrived, the two were still chasing and fighting, their speed so fast that even he could hardly intervene.

He could only stand guard to the side to prevent the demon king from escaping. After a moment, Master Xunfeng finally seized an opening and stabbed the demon king in the back of the heart with his sword.

The defense of the True Man Chonglou (of the Gui Tu lineage) is extremely strong. His first divine power, [Burial Heaven Dust], shrouds his body in earthen-yellow dust. Any attack that falls into the dust is like a mud ox entering the sea.

He single-handedly withstood the attacks of two demigods, creating opportunities for his fellow cultivators.

The divine spells of the two demigods struck him, only causing dust to billow, but they couldn't harm his body.

When Li Xiaoyao arrived, Master Chonglou had already been holding on for a long time, and his breathing was slightly unstable.

He raised his hand and cast a spell called "Curtain of the Heavens," enveloping one of the demigods.

With the pressure on Master Chonglou greatly reduced, he immediately activated his second divine power, which he had not yet fully mastered, the Earth Treasury Gate. An ancient stone gate phantom rose from the dust and crashed into another demigod.

The demigod was unable to dodge in time and his divine kingdom was shattered by the impact of the stone gate, killing him instantly.

At the same time, Li Xiaoyao removed the curtain, and Chonglou Zhenren turned around and punched, killing another demigod as well.

One hour later.

The battle in the sky continued fiercely.

On the side of the five mid-stage True Immortals, True Immortal Zhenyue's [Buzhou Qing] had pushed the mountain to its limit, making it difficult for the Tiger Demon King to move.

Master Canglan's [Cold River Snow] transformed into countless ice blades, leaving numerous wounds on the Tiger Demon King's body. The Tiger Demon King roared repeatedly, but gradually became exhausted.

Finally, Zhenyue Zhenren seized an opening and unleashed the [Buzhou Qing] technique, forcing the Tiger Demon King to his knees.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Master Canglan gathered all his power, and [Hanjiangxue] transformed into a thousand-foot-long ice blade, which descended from the sky and severed the head of the Tiger Demon King.

A massive corpse fell from the sky, crashing down and collapsing half of the city.

On the other side of Lie Gui, Xuan Ming, and Qing Ya, the golden divine kingdom of the Fox Clan's High Priest was already teetering on the brink of collapse.

Master Liegui pushed the [Fusang Xu] to its limit, and the illusory image of the Fusang Divine Tree became more and more solid, with the power of the source of ten thousand yangs flowing in continuously.

Xuanming Zhenren's "Washing Frost" is like frost and moonlight, washing away the golden light of the divine kingdom layer by layer.

Master Qingya's "Journey South" caused the ancient tree phantom to completely turn away from the south, making wood virtue the sole dominant force. The divine kingdom lost its direction, and cracks spread from its core.

The High Priest's divine kingdom finally succumbed and shattered.

"No--"

He screamed and tried to escape, but was struck by the three people's supernatural powers at the same time.

The golden crow phantom of Master Liegui pierced through his chest, Master Xuanming's moonlight startled magpie burrowed into his brow, and Master Qingya's ancient tree roots pierced into his limbs.

This demigod high priest, who had cultivated for ten thousand years, turned into ashes and vanished into the world.

"We won!"

Master Liegui looked up at the sky and roared.

Below, only fifteen of the eighteen early-stage True Immortals remain—the three Daoist friends Chixiao, Zhuohua, and Cangyao have perished, their bodies never to be found, having perished together with the enemy.

True Man Chixiao (of the Honghuo lineage) fought against three opponents alone. His [Burning Heaven Ashes] transformed into a raging sea of ​​fire, burning through the divine kingdom of a mid-stage demigod. However, he was killed by the combined forces of the other two demon kings.

Zhuohua Zhenren (True Fire Daoist)'s [Radiant Golden Flame] burned through the defense of a mid-stage demigod, but was caught in the self-destruction wave of the demigod and three early-stage demigods from the other three directions before the demigod died, and perished together with the enemy.

Cangyao Zhenren (Jiaomu Daotong) fought against two opponents, unleashing his [Dongjun Lin] and [Mude Shen] simultaneously to entangle the two mid-stage demon kings, creating an opportunity for other Daoists. However, he himself was struck by the demon kings' lightning strike and his Dao was destroyed.

However, the results were also quite remarkable: of the forty mid-stage and early-stage demon kings and demigods, twenty-three had been killed, and the remaining seventeen were all wounded.

Li Xiaoyao was covered in blood, some of it his own, and some of it his enemies'.

He had already used the [Yexiaowei] technique seven times, and the [Liujing] pearl had killed four demigods. At this moment, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Shuyu Zhenren flew to his side, her face pale, a deep, bone-revealing wound on her left arm still bleeding. But there was a smile in her eyes—the demon king who had almost killed her had finally died by her hand.

"Can you still hold on?" Li Xiaoyao asked.

"I won't die," Master Shuyu gritted her teeth. "And you?"

"Same."

The two exchanged a glance and looked up at the battle in the sky.

"Almost there," Li Xiaoyao said. "Just hold on a little longer."

Half an hour later, the battle was completely over.

None of the seventeen remaining enemies escaped; they were all executed.

Evening, on the top of Tianyao City.

Li Xiaoyao stood on the highest point of the temple ruins, looking down at the humans being rescued—densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Have the statistics been compiled yet?" he asked.

Master Shuyu landed beside him, his expression complex: "According to preliminary statistics, there are a total of 1.13 billion humans in and around the city."

Li Xiaoyao remained silent.

1.1 billion.

With the billions liberated previously, nearly 10 billion humans in the entire wasteland are finally free.

"Where are our people?" he asked.

Master Shuyu lowered his head: "In the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, three people perished—Chixiao, Zhuohua, and Cangyao."

Foundation Establishment cultivators suffered over 8,000 casualties. Qi Refining cultivators suffered over 300,000 casualties.

Li Xiaoyao closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

In the distance, the rescued humans were weeping, cheering, and kneeling and kowtowing to these "immortals who descended from the heavens."

Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes, took out a jade slip from his pocket, and began to record.

"Heavenly Demon City, captured. One late-stage Purple Mansion demigod, one late-stage Demon King, five mid-stage Demon Kings, ten mid-stage demigods, thirty early-stage demigods, and ten early-stage Demon Kings—all annihilated. 1.13 billion humans saved..."

He stopped writing here.

He turned his head to look up at the heavens.

There, Xiao Xiting and the other late-stage True Immortals should still be blocking the gate, engaged in a fierce battle with the demigod demon king above.

"Senior Xiting, the desolate region has been conquered," he said softly. "Next, it's Jiutian."

He put away the jade slip, turned around, and walked down from the city wall.

Behind them, millions of cultivators were resting, and billions of humans were being reborn.

Above them, the nine heavens awaited them.

Above the Nine Heavens, the entrance to the Three Heavens below.

Xiao Xiting put away his fishing rod, and the sixth demon king's corpse lay beside him.

He looked in the direction of the Five Regions and smiled slightly.

"This kid actually managed to win."

The Venerable Taixu handed him a cup of tea: "What, are you thinking of going down?"

Xiao Xiting took the tea and shook his head.

"No rush. Let him fly a little longer."

"Wait for him to come up here himself."