The four City Lords of the East, South, West, and North, with the efforts of the four Martial Gods and Chen Yi's cooperation, were gradually sent into the Cauldron Realm.
The last one, Central City Lord Yi Chengsheng, could only face a 1v5 situation, and the result was predictable—he too was stuffed into the Cauldron Realm.
Afterward, Chen Yi and the other five entered the Cauldron Realm.
The massive Nine Provinces Cauldron stood atop the shattered ruins of Central City.
The Sword Lord brought his people over, encircling the Nine Provinces Cauldron to prevent the Ancient Wasteland Survivors from getting close.
"Sect Master, it looks like they've gone into the world inside the Cauldron to settle their duel."
"Mmm, everyone stay alert. They're all Martial Gods, and the world inside the Cauldron might not be able to withstand their battle. We need to watch out for collateral damage."
"Understood!"
All around, martial artists from the Ancient Wasteland Survivors were still converging from every direction.
They came in an endless, unbroken stream.
Although Chen Yi had used the One-Line-Sky Grand Array to seal off their flight-type divine marks, on the ground, relying on their numerical advantage and the mysteriousness of their divine marks, the situation for the human world side remained grim.
The Ancient Wasteland Secret Realm was too far from the mainland. Even if reinforcements were coming, they couldn't arrive in time.
Chen Yi and his five companions had to deal with Yi Chengsheng's group as quickly as possible. Once that was done, even if countless Ancient Wasteland Survivors remained, they wouldn't be a problem.
Inside the Cauldron Realm.
After Yi Chengsheng and his five were tricked into entering, they saw the peach tree of the Cauldron Realm, which contained the divine power of the Great Dao Immortal Artifact.
A pool of Star Source.
Half of the Qiankun Mirror soaking in the Star Source.
The Demon Refining Pot, scooping up Star Source from the pool, flying over the Qiankun Mirror to pour it down, and asking, "Is the water temperature to your liking?"
The Nine Provinces Cauldron's artifact spirit, sitting on the grass eating a peach, presenting itself as Da Chun.
A Five Regions Sacred Pill, flying back and forth, radiant with multicolored light, exuding an enticing pill fragrance, and capable of speech.
A golden banner, imperious and extremely arrogant, pointing at them and cursing furiously—the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"F*&^@! So YOU'RE the Blood Moon organization?!
What the &#$!@! Those demonic martial artists I followed back then were also villains, just like you!
Why the #@%$ did you hunt them down too?!
What's the matter? Did they steal your business?!"
The five City Lords exchanged glances, suddenly realizing what this vulgar, filth-spewing thing was.
"Isn't this the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"
"It is. How did it end up like this?"
"If it didn't open its mouth, I'd believe you if you said it was the Human Emperor Banner."
Yi Chengsheng looked around and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"So they went through all that trouble to drag us in here, and this is their trap? They prepared a bunch of treasures to gift us instead. What a bunch of idiots!"
The other City Lords exchanged looks and all laughed along.
"This immature little world inside the Nine Provinces Cauldron can be easily broken with our power! We can leave whenever we want!"
"Before we go, we need to take these good things with us. It'd be a waste to leave them behind."
"You're right!"
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner yelled from the side.
"F*! I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?!"
Yi Chengsheng said impatiently.
"Because some of your former masters were also searching for the Path to Immortality, so of course we took care of them along the way. Stop wasting our time."
As the five of them prepared to make a move on the Five Regions Sacred Pill, the Star Source, and other treasures, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner lunged forward and swept its pole across Yi Chengsheng's head.
"What do you mean by 'took care of them along the way'?!"
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner's attack was completely painless against a Martial God—it was purely humiliating.
"You measly Ten Thousand Souls Banner! Try touching me one more time!"
"What do you mean by 'took care of them along the way'?!"
"Don't think just because you've upgraded your quality that I can't destroy you!"
"What do you mean by 'took care of them along the way'?!"
"Are you a parrot?!"
The golden light radiating from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner began to mutate. Rolling demonic energy surged forth, its momentum overwhelming, covering the entire Cauldron Realm!
Da Chun's head gradually lifted as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner slowly rose into the air.
"Wow... Old Wan is throwing a tantrum!"
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner's voice was deafening.
"I! The Ten Thousand Souls Banner! None of the people I once followed were ordinary! You can say they were evil! But you CAN'T say they were weak!! What do you mean by 'took care of them along the way'?!"
Yi Chengsheng looked at the furious Ten Thousand Souls Banner and rolled his eyes.
"You're insane."
Just as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was about to fight it out with these Martial Gods, Chen Yi entered.
"Old Wan!"
With Chen Yi's sharp shout, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner withdrew all its aura and flew into Chen Yi's hand.
Before the Ten Thousand Souls Banner could speak, Chen Yi said.
"Don't worry. None of them are leaving here today."
Yi Chengsheng let out a scornful laugh.
"There's no Air-Banning Grand Array here. What's the point of all your effort to bring us in?!"
Chen Yi stepped forward, looking at him like he was an idiot.
"You'll know soon enough."
Just as Chen Yi, the Great Demon, and the others were about to make their move, Hua Wuyan tapped her cane.
"Wait."
"Senior Hua, what's wrong?"
"Sigh... I still want to try and persuade them one more time."
Given Chen Yi's temper, Blood Moon was destined to die.
But Hua Wuyan, as a senior, deserved due respect.
Even the Great Demon obediently held back—they couldn't be worse than a demonic cultivator, right?
Hua Wuyan's voice was calm but clearly reached the ears of everyone inside the Cauldron Realm.
"The Ancient Wasteland Secret Realm created the Blood Moon organization, but you five have probably never truly been to the outside world. A Martial God's aura is too powerful—once you appear, the Guardian would discover you.
Counting us old-timers, humanity has managed to scrape together ten Martial Gods. I'm gratified.
Hand over those who have blood of our own kind on their hands, as well as the Path to Immortality, and the Ancient Wasteland Secret Realm will still be yours."
Li Wentian glanced at Hua Wuyan.
As an emperor, he possessed an iron fist and couldn't agree with Hua Wuyan's approach.
The Ancient Wasteland Survivors had strayed down the wrong path—they should pay the price!
Unfortunately, the only chance for survival that Hua Wuyan left for Yi Chengsheng and his four companions wasn't appreciated by the latter.
"Stop putting on that fake act! Putting on a show of selflessness and concern for all living beings! You just want the Path to Immortality!
Old woman, your lifespan is running out. If you go to the Real Realm and take a gamble, you might be able to break through to the Core Formation realm and enjoy more years!
If you're willing to submit to our Ancient Wasteland Upper Realm and immediately turn on those four villains beside you, I'll give you the opportunity to use next year's Path to Immortality!"
Hua Wuyan closed her eyes and gently shook her head. Then, with a single step, she instantly teleported beside Yi Chengsheng.
Hua Wuyan's movements appeared slow, yet somehow, they were so fast that even a Martial God couldn't react in time.
"Here, eat this."
She casually shoved a pill into Yi Chengsheng's mouth.
What Yi Chengsheng didn't know was that while Hua Wuyan was trying to persuade them to surrender, she had already been using her Shaman Dao to subtly bewitch all five of them through her words.
That was how a dignified Martial God like Yi Chengsheng could be hit by such a simple, unadorned poisoning technique.
Chatting with a Witch came with risks.
"What did you feed me?!"
"Poison."
"Hmph! Trying to poison a Martial God to death! Delusional! Power of the Divine Mark!"
Yi Chengsheng mobilized his True Qi, attempting to use it to inscribe divine marks, just as he did in the outside world.
Part of the golden characters appeared, but they were incomplete and didn't take effect at all.
"Damn it!"
Yi Chengsheng realized what was happening.
This was the Cauldron Realm. The way to inscribe divine marks had to be adjusted!
But how?
This was their first time here too. They needed time to figure it out and experiment—how could they possibly manage in time now?
Chen Yi had already raised his Qilin Arm, rolling flames blazing fiercely. His eyes blazed with fury, his appearance like that of a god of slaughter!
"Blood Moon, Ancient Wasteland Survivors—whatever you call yourselves, it's time to pay for what you've done!"
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