You don’t acknowledge my Wangu Realm?
Fine then, we’ll repeatedly show you the rescue footage.
You start disdaining us again, saying the enemies aren’t elite enough?
Fine then, this lord will livestream, using actual actions to tell you—my Wangu Sect fights precisely the elite!
This combination punch directly dazed all those who questioned.
Honestly speaking.
Whether a sect is strong or not depends on whether its disciples are fierce or not.
Through the live broadcast method, Wangu Sect excellently proved itself.
Of course.
The combat method in the previous chapter was described using LOL battle format. Though somewhat excessively absurd, it wasn’t truly relying on just five people to win—many other disciples participated and contributed together.
“This sect is too terrifying!”
“I believe them—they saved Huanghai Realm!”
Under the dual proof of recordings and livestream, many warriors wavered.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Projection formations across all major planes appeared at fixed times daily, not only broadcasting videos of Jing Zhixiao saving Huanghai Realm, but also broadcasting videos of Wangu Sect disciples intercepting the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s elite.
Dog Sheng’s thinking was very simple: You don’t believe? I’ll just keep broadcasting until you all believe!
As the videos continuously appeared in the screens, people increasingly carved them into their hearts, even dreaming about them while sleeping at night.
Believe or not aside—they definitely collapsed!
Not only that.
When more and more warriors chose to believe in Wangu Sect, Jun Changxiao’s face would always suddenly appear midway through video playback, then begin his passionate speech.
“Everyone.”
“The Heavenly Demon Emperor brings calamity to the upper cosmos. No one can stand aloof.”
“For the myriad living beings, for future generations, we must take up arms to resist!”
“And my Wangu Realm, my Wangu Sect, has the capability and qualifications to lead you to resist the Heavenly Demon Emperor, returning a peaceful and carefree universe!”
“Warriors with cooperation intentions, please come to the star region where Tianye Realm originally existed for discussions, consultations, and heart-to-heart talks!”
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
This guy—was he using projection formations to advertise?
Inevitably.
Old hand at this.
Jun Changxiao even personally produced an MV called ‘Wangu Realm Welcomes You,’ integrating his plane’s local customs and beautiful mountain and water scenery, playing it round-the-clock in the screens.
“My family’s great door is always open, opening our embrace waiting for you.”
“Having embraced, there will be understanding. You’ll fall in love with this place.”
Melodious singing transmitted from the screens. Wangu Sect’s high-ranking officials, disciples, and even various tribal warriors appeared one by one.
They either stood on training grounds, or stood on mountain peaks, or stood on city towers, or stood in pastoral fields—some raising their heads in song, some dancing gracefully.
“…”
Warriors of various planes, seeing this, muttered in their hearts: “This is just a bunch of ridiculous people!”
Go or not go?
Many warriors began considering.
Honestly, many people were intimidated by the Heavenly Demon Emperor. If someone truly guided light in the darkness, they would definitely support it—at least there would be hope of survival.
Of course.
More were still hesitant.
They didn’t deny Wangu Sect’s formidability, but worried more that this faction was resisting the Heavenly Demon Emperor, even recording projections and repeatedly playing them across all major planes—this was simply open provocation!
“Can’t go!”
Someone said in terror: “Going will only lead to faster death!”
“The Heavenly Demon Emperor can definitely see the projection screens and absolutely won’t tolerate such a faction opposing him. By then, he’ll inevitably spare no effort to annihilate them. We’ll only be implicated if we go!”
“Right, right!”
“Can’t go die!”
Many warriors made their decision, planning to wait and see.
“Sigh.”
Learning of their attitudes, Jun Changxiao helplessly shook his head: “If everyone in the world has this thinking, then who will save the cosmos?”
“Forget it, forget it.”
“If they won’t come, I won’t force them.”
Jun Changxiao wanted to unite the upper cosmos into a single force to resist the Heavenly Demon Emperor. If they wouldn’t cooperate, he’d just do it himself.
“No choice.”
The system said: “Heroes are destined to be lonely.”
Jun Changxiao agreed with this point, so he accepted it.
Since embarking on the path of resisting villains, even without the world’s support, he must walk to the end, walk until the very darkness.
…
“This Huanghai Realm—I will protec…”
“Boom!”
The screen broadcasting Jing Zhixiao saving the world was suddenly struck by sinister power, instantly shattering into nothingness.
“Crack!”
The Heavenly Demon Emperor stood in a secret chamber, fists clenched tight, furiously saying: “If this emperor doesn’t annihilate Wangu Sect, how can I swallow this anger!”
He was enraged!
Rage blazing to the heavens!
“Your Majesty.”
A strategist bowed his head: “This sect repeatedly opposes us. Now they’ve spread projections across all major planes, likely gathering considerable strength. This subordinate believes, the urgent matter at hand is to swiftly annihilate them!”
“Annihilate!”
“Must annihilate!”
The Heavenly Demon Emperor sat down, his voice cold: “Deploy all forces, must eradicate Wangu Realm and Wangu Sect!”
“Yes!”
The strategist hurriedly retreated while bowing, beginning to deploy the great army.
“Jun Changxiao!”
The Heavenly Demon Emperor gradually suppressed the rage in his heart, coldly saying: “Are you the one Weibo Zi prophesied—the person who will change the upper cosmos’s structure?”
“Whether you are or not.”
“The fate of opposing this emperor is having no burial ground!”
His confidence stemmed from new comprehension of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Transformation Great Method. As long as he grasped deeper mysteries, let alone the entire upper cosmos—even the legendary Martial Dao Divine Myth wouldn’t be in his eyes!
“In this world!”
“Only I, the Heavenly Demon Emperor, can change the cosmic structure. No one else is qualified!”
Somewhat maddened, somewhat detached from reality.
…
“Whew whew!”
In a place of towering flames.
The Heavenly Demon Emperor, his face unclear, appeared out of thin air.
“Tsk tsk.”
An astonished voice transmitted from the scorching flames: “Why did you come?”
“Do something for this lord.”
“For you to personally come seeking me, this matter is probably quite troublesome.”
“Will you do it or not?”
“Benefits.”
“Give you freedom.”
“Ha ha ha! Heavenly Demon Emperor, do you think I’ll still believe your nonsense!”
“You must believe, because you have no right to choose.”
“…”
The flames fell silent, seemingly contemplating, then said: “What is it?”
“Help this lord annihilate a plane, annihilate a sect.”
“You can’t handle it yourself?”
“This lord has no time.”
“What about your eight capable generals?”
“…”
From the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s trembling hands, one could see he was currently very angry—angry that the Eight Heavenly Dragons were all eliminated by Jun Changxiao.
“Looks like they’re dead.”
The flames suddenly dispersed. A man with exposed upper body and full head of red hair walked out. The corners of his mouth slightly upturned with a smile: “Fine, I’ll trust you one more time.”
This person appeared very young from the outside, but his eyes revealed vicissitudes—his age probably wasn’t small.
“Whew whew!”
“Whew whew whew!”
The retreating flames gradually fused into his body, imprinting a lotus-like red pattern on his exposed chest.
“Plane, sect.”
“Wangu Realm, Wangu Sect.”
…
“Splash splash splash!”
Wangu Realm—overcast skies, torrential rain.
Jun Changxiao, sitting under the eaves, sipped tea, slowly raising his head: “Does this terrible weather represent something bad happening?”
“Master!”
Just then, Er Ya transmitted: “Zhang San wants to see you!”
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao merged into the Tianyuan Prison-Suppressing Tower. Just arriving before the cell, he saw Zhang San leaning against the barred window, his eyes terrified: “Sect Master Jun, flee quickly! Otherwise, you and your sect will face annihilation!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao frowned.
Zhang San said: “I just performed a divination. Wangu Sect will face a great tribulation…”
“No!”
“A death tribulation!!!”
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