Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

This means that he may not be able to use the world's number one killing formation in the early stages.

To confront the Beast God and his endless beast tide head-on without having an absolute advantage!

What a sense of responsibility! What a magnanimous spirit!

In order to minimize the suffering of the people in the rear, he shouldered the most dangerous line of defense on his own and everyone else's shoulders!

Looking at Dao Xuan's figure, which was not imposing, yet seemed capable of supporting the heavens.

A mixture of admiration, passion, and tragic emotion surged in everyone's hearts.

Dao Xuan's voice rang out again, like thunder from the heavens, carrying an undeniable power of law:

"Anyone in our righteous alliance who hesitates upon receiving this order is no longer a righteous person!"

Any demonic cultivator in the world who stands idly by or even acts as an accomplice to evil at this critical moment for the survival of humanity is a sinner and deserves to be killed by everyone!

I hereby swear an oath to Heaven: As long as I, Dao Xuan, live, I will never allow the army of the Beast Gods to set foot on Fenxiang Valley even once!

May those who break this oath be condemned by heaven and earth, their souls and spirits utterly destroyed!

"We will obey the Master's command! We swear to live and die with Burning Incense Valley!"

Inside and outside the hall, whether they were elites from various sects or disciples of Qingyun.

They were all stirred by this vow, and their unanimous response resounded like a tsunami.

The sound shook the heavens and even shattered the clouds outside the palace.

Dao Xuan's gaze was like lightning as he began to issue specific instructions:

"All disciples from the six major sects who can fly should prepare immediately and rush to Burning Incense Valley at full speed!"

Within ten days, everyone must assemble at Incense Valley. Anyone who disobeys will be considered a traitor!

Master Yun, your Incense Valley must immediately activate all defensive formations and set up the strongest barrier.

Before our main force arrives, we must spare no effort to prevent even a single beast from setting foot in the heart of China!

Otherwise... don't blame me for disregarding our alliance and subjecting you to military law!

The people of Burning Incense Valley, especially Yun Yilan, were filled with trepidation, knowing that Dao Xuan's words were no joke, and quickly bowed in response:

"Yes! I will obey the decree!"

Yun Yilan was filled with deep regret at this moment.

If he had known that the Beast God was such a complete madman, he would never have gotten involved with him for his own selfish reasons.

Now, however, they have to risk the entire company's resources to withstand this first wave of impact.

The meeting quickly ended, and the entire Qingyun Mountain resembled a sophisticated war machine.

It started operating at high speed instantly.

Dao Xuan looked at Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang, and other chief disciples, as well as Zhao Ling'er, Lu Xueqi, and other elite disciples, and issued the order immediately:

"All members of the Qingyun Sect, listen to my command! All male disciples who have reached the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm or above, and female disciples who have reached the fifth level of the Jade Purity Realm or above (Your Majesties, I have no intention of gender discrimination) shall be rewarded."

Half an hour later, gather at Yunhai Square and come with me to aid Fenxiang Valley!

"Junior Sister Shuiyue, Junior Sister Suru, you two lead the remaining disciples to guard the mountain gate!"

"Sect Leader!" Master Shuiyue exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this, her face filled with reluctance. How could she possibly stay behind at this critical moment?

Dao Xuan looked at her sternly, leaving no room for negotiation:

"Guard Qingyun well!"

Guard Tongtian Peak!

This place is not only our foundation, but also... our last line of defense!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is the last hope for the survival of the world, and it cannot be lost!

Do you understand?!

Upon hearing the terms "Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation" and "Last Line of Defense," not only Shuiyue and Su Ru, but also some of the female disciples who had originally wanted to volunteer fell silent.

They understood Dao Xuan's profound meaning: staying behind also meant shouldering an immense responsibility.

"Yes, Senior Brother Sect Leader!"

Shuiyue and Suru could only suppress their resentment and solemnly accept the order.

As the leader of the righteous path, Dao Xuan had to consider the worst-case scenario and leave enough embers and a final trump card.

Half an hour later, at the Ancestral Temple on the back mountain.

The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Dao Xuan respectfully offered a stick of incense, and amidst the swirling smoke, the memorial tablets of the patriarchs of past generations remained silent.

It was as if they were watching this expedition that concerned the fate of the sect and even the world.

Behind him were Wan Jianyi, Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang, Shang Zhengliang, Tianyun Daoren, and Cangsong Daoren.

The six strongest leaders of the Qingyun Sect gathered together, each with a solemn expression, concealing their worries.

After offering incense, Dao Xuan turned around and calmly swept his gaze over the crowd:

"There's no need for that. My cultivation level is roughly equal to that of the Beast God."

He wants to beat me? Not so easy.

His tone was calm, yet carried a powerful confidence, attempting to dispel the gloom in everyone's hearts.

After saying that, he said no more, nodded slightly to Wan Jianyi, and then his figure blurred.

It then transformed into a streak of light and headed towards the Illusion Moon Cave.

Deep within the Illusion Moon Cave, layers of restrictions lay hidden. There stood the ancient, unadorned sword, the Immortal-Slaying Sword, which possessed a ferocious aura capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.

It remained quietly suspended above the central stone platform.

Dao Xuan's gaze pierced through layers of restrictions and landed on the Zhuxian Sword, its depths as profound as an ancient well.

He reached out, not to grasp the sword hilt directly, but to cast a series of profound hand seals.

The power of the five volumes of heavenly books within the cave was drawn in, forming a soft yet resilient halo that slowly enveloped and guided the Immortal Execution Sword.

"After a thousand years of silence, it is time to drink the blood of the demon once more."

Dao Xuan muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty cave.

"This time, we may be facing a power that originates from the same source as you... I hope you will not disappoint me."

An hour later, the Cloud Sea Square was packed with people.

The elite forces of Qingyun Sect were all dispatched, totaling more than 1,500 people, each with a solemn expression, their magical treasures gleaming.

In addition, there were more than two thousand independent cultivators and cultivators from small and medium-sized sects who rushed to the scene upon hearing the news and were willing to fight against the beast tide together.

The total number of people exceeded 3,500!

Streaks of light rose up, like a galaxy flowing against the current, heading south towards the Incense Valley in a mighty and unstoppable manner.

Dao Xuan Zhenren sat upright on the back of the Spirit Water Qilin, which was as wide as a small hill.

The water unicorn's four hooves created clouds as it walked on air, as steady as flat ground.

Dao Xuan closed his eyes slightly, wasting no time, and continued to deduce and comprehend the profound and unpredictable Zhuxian Sword Technique in his mind.

He strived to advance this unparalleled swordsmanship by one more step before the final battle.

At the same time, the four major sects of Shushan, Tianyin Temple, Tianyong City, and Shaolin Temple.

Almost simultaneously, they dispatched elite forces led by top experts, transforming into streaks of light from different directions.

They sped off toward the same destination—Fenxiang Valley!

Mount Shu, in front of the Demon-Locking Tower.

The sword's aura soared into the sky, exuding a chilling and murderous intent.

Sword Saint Dugu Yuyun, dressed in white robes, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing down at the assembled disciples and elders of Mount Shu.

"Senior Brother Qingwei," the Sword Saint said, looking at an old Taoist priest beside him with a kind face and eyes as deep as the starry sea.

"I will personally lead the team to aid Fenxiang Valley this time. The foundation of Shu Mountain still needs my senior brother to oversee it."

Master Qingwei nodded slightly, but a deep worry lingered between his brows.

"Sect Leader, go ahead with peace of mind. I will take care of the sect."

He pursed his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.