Everyone thought the Purple Scale Demon King was beaten unconscious, but in truth he was faking it.

Why fake it?

Very simple—couldn’t win.

Without equipment, Demonized Lu Bu, the core disciples won with difficulty. Now fully equipped, he was truly an invincible Flying General.

The Purple Scale Demon King, tormented by Young Master Yuan, had learned wisdom. Seeing the situation wasn’t good, he immediately played dead.

However.

The beating really hurt.

“Hiss!”

The Purple Scale Demon King just moved slightly and felt his body seemed to be falling apart.

As a rare kun beast with strong physical defense, if he hadn’t quickly played dead and continued clashing with Lu Bu, the result definitely wouldn’t be as simple as fainting.

“Too wise!”

A Zi rejoiced at his clever strategy.

Jun Changxiao and others were all fooled. They never imagined someone whose usual proud personality was no less than Ye Xingchen’s would actually feign death.

Where was his dignity?

Where was his face?

Actually, the moment he picked up needle and thread to mend clothes, dignity and face were already unimportant to the Purple Scale Demon King.

This matter also tells us that except for a few disciples, many people in the entire sect were changing, like Ye Xingchen, like Jun Changxiao.

…

Eternal Vessel.

Jun Changxiao sat in the captain’s chair, propping up his cheek while looking at the starry sky map.

The light points appearing on the screen represented the existence of warships.

“Swish!”

Shangguan Xinyao zoomed in on the screen, gradually seeing the light points’ forms clearly—about several dozen, extremely similar to Star Spirit Realm warships.

Jun Changxiao said, “Not like Star Spirit Realm warships.”

Elder Taixuan was also present. After careful scrutiny, he nodded: “Just from size alone, they’re much larger than the Eternal Vessel.”

“Sect Master.”

Shangguan Xinyao said, “The area these warships are flying toward is unknown territory.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao remained silent briefly, then said, “Follow them.”

The warships had many similarities with the Star Spirit Realm. The two should have some relationship. He planned to investigate. If there was an opportunity, he could…

The system said, “Rob them!”

“You said it!” Jun Changxiao said, “I didn’t say it!”

Dog Leftover indeed had robbing intentions. Of course, this was based on the premise that there was already enmity with the Star Spirit Realm. If both sides had any connection, naturally he wouldn’t be merciful.

Moreover.

Deploying so many warships at once definitely wasn’t for vacation—perhaps they were preparing to do bad things.

“Swoosh—”

The Eternal Vessel adjusted direction, flying toward the warship fleet, deliberately maintaining distance during the journey to avoid being discovered.

“As expected.”

Elder Taixuan said proudly, “The concealment formation I personally researched can excellently conceal the warship’s aura without being discovered!”

“Remarkable.”

Jun Changxiao praised him.

“Sect Master, they’ve stopped!” Shangguan Xinyao said.

Jun Changxiao quickly looked outside the cabin. In the distance, outside a realm shimmering with radiance, dozens of warships had slowly stopped. His gaze immediately turned cold: “The Heavenly Demon Emperor’s fleet?!”

How did he tell?

Years ago, the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s subordinates piloted warships surrounding and attacking the Xuanyuan Realm—it was exactly this scene. The difference was this time the numbers were fewer, but that formation was still formidable.

“Listen, beings of the Qingyin Realm. Our emperor has given you time to consider. Since you still choose resistance, the consequences you endure next will be at your own risk.” A sinister voice came from the main warship, confirming Jun Changxiao’s speculation.

Actually, the Qingyin Realm was one of the realms Gu Tianxing mentioned that received a declaration of war from the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

In the declaration’s words, if they refused to submit to the Heavenly Demon Emperor, then today would be—Judgment Day!

“Swoosh!”

“Swoosh!”

From within the Qingyin Realm, half-step powerhouses flew out one after another.

They hung in the dark starry sky, confronting dozens of warships, their gazes flashing with fury.

“Kekeke!”

Strange laughter rang from the main warship: “Seeing you all with such determined expressions, are you planning to refuse submission?”

“Naturally!”

A white-haired elder’s tone was resolute.

Since receiving what was nominally a declaration of war but actually a surrender letter, he and his companions kept discussing. The conclusion they reached was—better to die in glory than live in dishonor!

“In that case.”

“Then this seat declares today.”

“The Qingyin Realm is hereby removed from the Cangcloud Galaxy, from the entire upper realm.”

“…”

Hearing this voice, Jun Changxiao’s gaze grew several degrees colder.

He’d said similar words when destroying other sects, but the premise was conflicts existed between both sides. Yet the Heavenly Demon Emperor would destroy them just because they wouldn’t submit—did he really think himself the cosmic sovereign?

“Crack crack!”

“Crack crack crack!”

Just then, dozens of warships’ lower hatches opened.

Tall, burly soldiers wearing special battle armor flew out. As they gradually lined up in the void, their numbers actually reached several hundred thousand!

Of course.

Being able to move in the universe didn’t mean they were all half-step Celestial Mystery cultivators—rather, they wore treasures that could resist spatial forces. Jun Changxiao had obtained such items before.

“Destroy them.”

A voice devoid of emotion came from the main warship.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Instantly, several hundred thousand well-equipped soldiers charged toward the Qingyin Realm, charging toward the powerhouses defending their homeland.

A storyline about invasion and resistance was thus staged.

Overwhelming demonic qi and explosive roars echoed through this cosmic region. Energy fluctuations came wave after wave.

Among the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s subordinates were many half-step Celestial Mystery Realm cultivators. Especially occupying numerical advantage, the moment both sides clashed they gained suppression.

Honestly.

Compared to Lone Xuanyuan defending his homeland, this scene was worlds apart, yet it still shocked the high-level personnel and disciples positioned in the Eternal Vessel.

“BOOM!”

“BOOM!”

Energy erupted in the universe like blooming fireworks, not only shaking space but also claiming peak Truth-Seeking Realm cultivators and even half-step Celestial Mystery Realm lives.

“Better to die in glory than live in dishonor!”

A Qingyin Realm powerhouse, after sustaining heavy injuries, roared toward the heavens, finally choosing soul self-detonation to perish together with enemies.

“Crack!”

Jun Changxiao clenched his fists, his eyes gradually turning blood-red.

The Qingyin Realm powerhouses protecting their homeland, dying heroically—this scene reminded him of the Star Meteor Continent’s destruction. Fury and killing intent filled his sea of consciousness.

“Sect Master.”

Ye Xingchen appeared in the cockpit, his voice cold: “This disciple requests to enter battle.”

“We!”

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others also came, loudly saying, “Request to enter battle!”

They had no relationship with the Qingyin Realm. With current strength, they could hardly clash with the Heavenly Demon Emperor. Even watching from afar, no one would say anything.

However.

The sect master was enraged.

What disciples could do was help him vent his fury!

Jun Changxiao slowly rose from his seat.

He kept his head lowered, kept his back to disciples. After a long time, he finally spoke: “Since we’re already opposed to the Heavenly Demon Emperor…” He raised his head, killing intent permeating his eyes: “My Eternal Sect, what battle do we fear!”

…

“BOOM!”

“BOOM!”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor’s several hundred thousand troops pressed forward step by step, already at the city gates. The dozen-plus Qingyin Realm powerhouses stubbornly resisting were already covered in wounds. Collapse was approaching quickly.

If they died, the Qingyin Realm would be destroyed.

“Everyone!”

The gray-haired elder roared loudly: “While people exist, the realm exists; when people perish, the realm perishes!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Firefly-like particles continuously permeated around him.

This was a sign appearing only when souls burned. Clearly he wanted to drag a few down as he died.

“Stop him!”

“Don’t let him self-detonate!”

Instantly, over ten enemy powerhouses pressed forward.

Various energies roared and erupted, aiming to kill the target early, avoiding soul combustion producing a massive explosion.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh—”

Just then, arrow light suddenly flew from the distant void, hitting that group of pressing powerhouses simultaneously, making them explode on the spot, transforming into a sky full of blood mist.

“BOOM!”

The gray-haired elder ultimately faced no obstruction. His soul successfully self-detonated. Qi waves like a nuclear explosion instantly washed over a vast stretch of space, claiming thousands of enemy soldiers.

Before death, he saw the area where arrows flew from—a young man holding a bow emerged from darkness, followed by dozens of warriors wearing identical attire.

Time was too urgent to see each person’s face clearly. He only remembered three characters carved on all their chests.

Eternal Sect.