Chapter 35: Movements from All Sides

In the Divine Realm, all cultivators at the Divine Weapon stage disappeared under the guidance of eight guiding light spheres and entered the Void Galaxy battlefield.
When these eight guiding light spheres appeared, all the Divine Kings in the Divine Realm were watching them closely. Some of them even murmured, “Spatial rules, spatial rules.”
The cultivators of other cultivation levels in the Divine Realm marveled at the grandeur, mystery, and profundity of the guiding lights. Those at different cultivation levels perceived different things from them, prompting some to immediately retreat for meditation.
On each star in the Void Galaxy battlefield, cultivators from the Divine Realm, all at the Divine Weapon stage, appeared simultaneously. Qu Yi, Wu Yuan, Qing Wu Gui, Fang Xin Fei, and the 19,000 people of Tianfeng Camp landed on one such star. As expected, as the God of Weapons had said, those who gathered together would also stay together once they reached the battlefield.
“Oh…”
Seeing that not a single brother among them was lost, everyone in Tianfeng Camp cried out in excitement.
Qu Yi immediately raised his hand and shouted, “Brothers, we’ve arrived at the Galaxy battlefield. Our enemies are all the cultivators from the other seven realms of the Divine Realm. Everyone must stay quiet, keep a low profile, and follow my commands.”
“Understood, Camp King,” the 19,000 people of Tianfeng Camp replied in hushed voices.
Soon after, Fang Xin Fei and everyone in Tianfeng Camp entered the Dimensional Sphere. In the Divine Realm, Qu Yi couldn’t bring them there because it would defy the will of the Heavenly Dao and kill them instantly. Thus, he had to wait until they reached the battlefield to hide them.
Qu Yi, Wu Yuan, and Qing Wu Gui stood on the surface of this peaceful star. The star was small, resembling a piece of pure white sand drifting slowly through space. On nearby stars, numerous cultivators could be faintly seen standing there.
“All those in the Fire Departure Divine Realm, gather around me.”
Suddenly, voices spread across the surrounding stars. This was Yan Tan, the leader of the Fire Departure Divine Realm, from the Yan clan, the royal family of that realm.
In fact, once cultivators at the Divine Weapon stage entered the towns of the Fire Departure Divine Realm, they would receive orders: once they reached the Galaxy battlefield, they must follow Yan Tan’s commands and act in unison.
However, the people of Tianfeng Camp had always been in the Hundred Camps Mountains and thus never received such orders. Qu Yi, having received this message in Huobao Town, naturally refused to obey it and never informed the people of Tianfeng Camp.

Qu Yi certainly didn’t want to reveal his secret of possessing the “Inch Realm Ball” — a treasure that allowed him to survive in the Galaxy Battlefield and his most powerful weapon for gaining great benefits. How could he mix in with others?

“Yan Yi and Yan Que created a divine artifact at the level of 100 million Divine Weapon Stage, to protect the lives of those 100 million guardians. Moreover, they are extremely cunning; they even tried to gather other cultivators from the Fire Departure Divine Realm under Yan Tan’s command, intending to use them as cannon fodder so that the 100 million guardians could stay safe effortlessly. What a clever plan! It’s a shame that the Fire Departure Divine Realm is not strong enough and is also ostracized by six other divine realms. This time, it will suffer another great devastation,” Qu Yi said calmly.

Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui nodded.

“Ugh, it’s so boring. On this battlefield, millions upon millions of people fight at once, and I can’t even engage in combat with others,” Wu Yuan shouted indignantly.

In large-scale battles, an individual’s strength plays no decisive role. Thus, Wu Yuan was doomed to be unable to defeat his opponents with his own strength, as he couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t be targeted in the chaos.

“Now, nearly 100 billion people have entered the Galaxy Battlefield. We still have a chance,” Qing Wu Gui said calmly.

There were also some cultivators who wouldn’t be willing to become others’ subordinates, so some would end up alone. Qing Wu Gui’s target was these isolated cultivators.

Hearing their words, Qu Yi smiled faintly and said, “Wu Yuan, Qing Wu Gui, don’t rush. For now, let’s wait. After the massive battle among the cultivators from the eight realms, then Tianfeng Fort will take action. Remember, our main goal in entering this Void Galaxy Battlefield is to obtain essence blood to expand the number of spiritual entities within us.”

When a cultivator at the Divine Weapon Stage dies, the fused spiritual entities in their body condense into essence blood. One drop of essence blood is equivalent to 10,000 fused spiritual entities.

Qu Yi currently had four types of fused spiritual entities, each numbering four million — not yet reaching the limit in his body. Similarly, Wu Yuan had only one million fused spiritual entities, also not at the limit. Therefore, Qu Yi planned to take advantage of this chaos to acquire large amounts of essence blood, increasing the number of spiritual entities in himself and Wu Yuan, while also pushing all members of Tianfeng Fort to reach the limit.

“Let’s stay put on this planet for now. If cultivators from other divine realms come, we’ll decide whether to attack them based on their numbers. As for those from the Fire Departure Divine Realm, forget about them,” Qu Yi added.

“Okay,” Wu Yuan and Qing Wu Gui also said calmly.
At this moment, it was not advisable to take the initiative; it was best to hold onto one star and wait to see what would happen.
Soon, Qu Yi, Wu Yuan, and Qing Wu Gui sat down on a mountain peak.
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Ten years passed.
Most of the cultivators at the Divine Weapon stage from the Fire Departure Divine Realm flew across numerous stars and gathered on a large white star.
Yan Tan, tall and radiating intense flames, stood on a high mountain, looking down at the cultivators from the Fire Departure Divine Realm who had already gathered there. Nearly 9 billion cultivators from that realm had arrived on this star.
The other nearly 1 billion cultivators from the Fire Departure Divine Realm did not come; they each had their own plans. Yan Tan was aware of this and chose not to interfere, letting them fend for themselves.
“All of you from the Fire Departure Divine Realm have arrived on this star. As we all know, in this galactic battlefield, an individual’s strength is useless—war is always a large-scale battle. You chose to trust me and come here, and I, Yan Tan, will not disappoint you. I will lead you to slaughter the people from the other seven divine realms so that everyone can survive,” Yan Tan declared loudly, brimming with confidence.
Of course, it was time for Yan Tan to boost the morale of the cultivators from the Fire Departure Divine Realm. As for the true nature of the great battle, Yan Tan would not reveal it—he certainly couldn’t tell them that the rules of this battle were designed to reduce the number of cultivators in the divine realm, and it would only end when only one-eighth of them remained.
Morale could only be boosted, not dampened.
After Yan Tan spoke, chaos erupted across the star as various voices rose, with no unified slogan. These cultivators understood that they needed to act together to survive in this galactic battlefield, but the idea of having to follow someone else’s orders made them uncomfortable.
Every single person on this battlefield was once a dominant figure in the lower realms. Now, they were forced to obey others, feeling deep resistance in their hearts.
Yan Tan sensed the situation around him but wasn’t angry. He understood the thoughts of each cultivator and chose not to impose restrictions. His goal was simply to lead 100 million guardians from the Fire Departure Divine Realm to survive; the rest were just pawns.
“Everyone, listen up! We will defend this star quietly while sending scouting teams in all directions to keep an eye on the movements of the other seven divine realms,” Yan Tan suddenly shouted.

Immediately, Yan Tan designated ten thousand cultivators and sent them to a valley, while the other cultivators sat down where they were. Around the valley, one hundred million guardian troops were stationed. Yan Tan flew above these ten thousand people and calmly declared, “You ten thousand have been chosen by me as scouts. To ensure your loyalty and reliability, I now demand that you sacrifice a fragment of your soul imprint and enter this Soul Suppression Tower.” The Soul Suppression Tower was a divine artifact designed to bind souls; once any cultivator’s soul imprint entered it, they would instantly become slaves to the tower’s master. Naturally, the current master of the Soul Suppression Tower was Yan Tan. “What!” “Yan Tan, have you gone mad?” “Yan Tan, you’re a bastard! You want to control us!” … In an instant, the ten thousand cultivators understood Yan Tan’s sinister intentions and began to shout in anger. At that moment, the one hundred million guardian troops around the valley simultaneously exerted their pressure, subduing the ten thousand cultivators and forcing them to kneel on the ground. “If you refuse to obey, you will die now. I can simply find more people to replace you,” Yan Tan said coldly and calmly. There were nine billion cultivators on this star, all human beings. Realizing they had no chance of escape, the ten thousand cultivators understood that resisting control was impossible. If they accepted control, they might survive; if they resisted, they would die immediately. With such circumstances, what choice did these ten thousand people have? “I agree,” the ten thousand cultivators had no choice but to submit reluctantly. Soon, they placed fragments of their soul imprints into the Soul Suppression Tower before flying away from the star in anger, heading in various directions to scout for movements among cultivators in other divine realms. The other seven divine realms also had their own plans. The Mountain Gen and Earth Kun divine realms, which had always had a good relationship, gathered their cultivators together, totaling over two billion. The Thunder Shock and Wind Xun divine realms, also very close, gathered their cultivators as well, numbering over two billion. The Water Kan and Heaven Qian divine realms, which had always been close, also united their cultivators, reaching over two billion. The Fire Li divine realm, with its nine billion cultivators, similarly gathered on one star and remained quietly on guard. At this time, a strange combat situation emerged in the Galaxy Battlefield.

The cultivators from the Mountain Gen Divine Realm, Earth Kun Divine Realm, Thunder Zhen Divine Realm, Wind Xun Divine Realm, Pond Dui Divine Realm, and Sky Qian Divine Realm did not fight among themselves but instead flew together toward the Fire Li Divine Realm and Water Kan Divine Realm, intending to kill the cultivators from those two realms at the same time.