Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Zhou Qingfeng's figure was enveloped in a faint scarlet light, like the rising sun illuminating the surrounding darkness.

His black hair danced in the wind, and although he wore a faint smile, his dark eyes were incredibly cold. In his hand, he held a dozen or so hideous heads with their hair tangled together. The dead heads swayed gently in the breeze, making him look murderous and imposing.

The six immortals standing behind him exuded a soaring killing intent and a terrifying stench of blood.

Just looking at their stance from afar, you can feel how incredibly strong they are.

For a moment, the Lantern Ancestor and many sect elders could not tell whether they were immortals or demons.

Perhaps there is no difference between immortals and demons; to them, they are all invincible beings.

In their eyes, Zhou Qingfeng and his six teammates appeared extremely tall, making their own figures seem incredibly small.

They stood frozen in shock, looking up at Zhou Qingfeng and his group, who stood proudly atop the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. Unable to suppress the fear in their hearts, they felt like sheep encountering a tiger, the feeling of facing a apex predator, causing their bodies to tremble instinctively.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Eighteen demon gods from the upper realms, these legendary beings who inspire fear and are capable of annihilating the life of an entire continent or even an entire realm, were actually slain by the seven immortals before them. Just how powerful were these immortals? And how did they manage to do it?

The Lantern Ancestor's throat bobbed slightly, his voice laced with barely concealed dryness and shock: "This... how is this possible? A demon god from the upper realm, such a supreme and invincible being, was actually..."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled faintly and softly called out, "Sect Leader Lantern, do you have any questions?"

The Lantern Ancestor suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly bowed deeply with clasped hands, showing utmost respect: "This junior dares to ask, just how high is Immortal Ye's realm?"

Zhou Qingfeng smiled calmly: "Sect Leader Ti Deng, you are only a mere mortal cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage right now. Your vision is still narrow. You see me as a frog in a well looking up at the bright moon. When you are fortunate enough to become an immortal, you will see me as a mayfly looking at the blue sky."

Upon hearing this, the Lantern Ancestor was shocked and then fell silent. Although he did not know the exact level of the immortal's cultivation, he had already discerned some clues from the immortal's words. This Immortal Ye was probably a top-tier expert even among immortals.

Filled with awe, he clasped his hands in reverence and bowed, saying, "Immortal Ye's divine skills are unparalleled and his magical power is boundless. It is the greatest honor of my life to have the chance to witness the immortal slaying the demon today."

The elders of the sects also came to their senses and bowed in unison, echoing, "The immortal's divine skills are unparalleled and his magical power is boundless. It is the greatest honor of our lives to witness the immortal slaying the demon today."

Zhou Qingfeng said calmly and casually, "Yes, all the demons that descended here have been killed by us. Sect Leader Tideng no longer needs to worry about the demons attacking. I hope Sect Leader Tideng will not forget what he promised me."

The Lantern-Carrying Ancestor respectfully clasped his hands and said, "This junior will not forget, and will certainly give Immortal Ye a satisfactory answer as soon as possible."

Zhou Qingfeng hummed in agreement and gave Xiao Hongyun a wink.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongyun formed a hand seal and used his magic weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, to instantly flee towards Little Spirit Peak.

Zhou Qingfeng showed the Lantern Ancestor the enemy's head, but it was all a prelude to seizing the initiative.

He wanted the thirteen immortal lands to know what happened tonight, so that he could successfully join the Demon Extermination Alliance, gain a certain voice in the alliance, influence the world's affairs, and then crush his enemies with his power.

If the plan is completed, then the competition is basically over.

Zhou Qingfeng originally planned to infiltrate the Demon Extermination Alliance first, and then try to gain merit and control of the situation. Now, with the heads of the Blue Silver Squad and the Awakening Squad as stepping stones, things have become much simpler.

Back at Xiaoling Peak, everyone began to take stock of their spoils, which were then distributed by the team leader.

Xiao Hongyun took out his small abacus and said while calculating, "In this battle, we killed eighteen enemies and seized spoils worth about 36 million in cash. Captain, how should we divide them?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's attention turned to Zhou Qingfeng, awaiting the captain's fair distribution.

If the distribution is unfair, the squad will immediately fall apart. Although it won't disband on the spot, in the future when encountering battles, don't expect others to put the overall situation first and charge into battle for the squad, risking their lives.

After all, I'm not part of your overall strategy, so why should I risk my life?

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly, a hint of wisdom flashing in his eyes. He knew the importance of team harmony, especially in the context of multi-team confrontation, where cohesion was the guarantee of survival.

He said slowly, "You have all made great contributions in this battle, and the spoils of war should naturally be distributed according to your contributions."

"The first is combat contribution, which is judged by the number of enemies killed and individual performance."

"Secondly, strategic contributions, such as providing key intelligence or developing effective tactics."

"Thirdly, logistics and support are essential to ensure the smooth conduct of combat operations."

"Based on the above three points, we will tally everyone's contributions during the squad's operations and distribute the spoils. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking.

The team members exchanged glances and nodded in agreement: "Let's do as the captain says, we all agree."

This allocation method considers both individual contributions and the overall team effort.

This undoubtedly greatly enhanced the team's cohesion and enthusiasm.

Xiao Hongyun smiled slightly and said, "Alright, the captain has set the rules, so I will now calculate everyone's contribution."

"Ye Tingxiu, Tantai Minglan, and Duan Hongsu delayed the Blue Silver Squad's offensive pace and created an excellent ambush opportunity for us. Their contributions in this battle are indispensable, and each of them should receive 10% of the spoils."

"In terms of strategic contribution, the captain planned and led the entire operation and played an indispensable role in annihilating two enemy squads. Based on his contribution, he can be credited with 30%."

"Cheng Wuquan assisted the captain in precisely striking the enemy squad leader..."

As the calculations proceed, each person's results gradually become clear.

Ultimately, after a fair and meticulous evaluation, the spoils were distributed reasonably and fairly, and everyone wore a satisfied smile.

The team's cohesion and morale have reached new heights.

Cultivation is very expensive, and the combat strength of cultivators of the same level is also linked to money.

If you have no money, you'll get utterly crushed by cultivators of the same level.

With money, one can arm oneself to the teeth, enjoying the best of everything: elixirs, magical artifacts, talismans, array plates, as well as spells and physical techniques. This is why independent cultivators in the common folk are generally no match for the sons of the powerful and wealthy.

The rules for distributing the team's loot have been set, so there won't be any infighting when it comes to dividing the spoils later.

Moreover, individual interests and team interests are thus tied together, so everyone prospers together and suffers together. Even if individual interests are harmed, they can be compensated for by the team's interests.

Tonight's small distribution of spoils is tantamount to binding everyone to Zhou Qingfeng's warship. They either work together to ride the waves with Zhou Qingfeng and conquer the world arena, or they all perish together when the ship sinks.

After the team's spoils were distributed, they dispersed, each carrying their own prizes.

Zhou Qingfeng was alone in the room, deep in thought, reviewing the battles with the two teams, figuring out where he could have done better and where there was room for improvement, and carefully studying how to use the Devouring Thief Divine Power.

In tonight's battle, he discovered a fatal weakness in himself: his inability to fly.

It's not difficult to make up for this. There are many secret manuals about flight, and among the numerous ghost-controlling manuals seized from the Mysterious Realm of Xiyi, there are also many top-level flight techniques.

However, Zhou Qingfeng did not want to expend energy practicing.

It's just flying; you can easily replace it by buying a top-tier flying artifact.

No effort is required to cultivate flight techniques.

Moreover, once one reaches the Devouring Fiend Realm, one can travel freely through the nine heavens and ten earths in physical form, making flight techniques even more useless.

Fortunately, among the spoils of war, a top-tier flying artifact, the Chaos-Chasing Cloak, was seized from Wu Juexing's storage bag. In terms of flight speed alone, this calamity-grade artifact is undoubtedly the number one flying artifact of the calamity grade.

The cloak that chased away disasters was entirely bright red, like a red silk ribbon.

In terms of flight speed alone, one can travel 108,000 miles in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. It seems cool and fast, but one dies even faster. No cultivator in the Five Turbid World dares to use it.

In this turbid and evil world, demons roam everywhere and ghosts are as common as dogs. A mere cultivator at the Calamity-Eating Realm dares to fly so recklessly. He will probably be instantly killed by high-level demons and monsters on land and in the sky in less than a breath.

In other words, this Calamity-Chasing Cloak can play a huge role in the world of animal husbandry.

There is no need to worry about being hunted from the sky and the land while flying. Even if you are hunted, you will have the strength to deal with it. After all, the highest combat power in this world is only about the same as the Food Disaster Realm. The risk of being instantly killed while flying is greatly reduced.

According to "Survival at the Border".

[There was a cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm who was extremely skilled in techniques like 'Shrinking the Earth to an Inch,' a method that allowed someone to travel a thousand miles in an instant, making the speed incredibly abnormal.]

Using this technique, this cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm moved freely across the 'Border Zone' battlefield. No cultivator of the same level could stop him, and one True Immortal after another died at his hands until he returned victorious.

[On his way home, this person hadn't shaken off the travel habits he'd developed on the battlefield of the 'borderland,' and used the Shrinking Earth Technique in this turbid world, resulting in trouble during the process.]

[Because he was too fast and too arrogant, completely disregarding demons and monsters, he unfortunately attracted the attention of a high-level demon in the sky, which swooped down at an even faster speed and devoured this demon-devouring cultivator.]

This bloody lesson serves as a warning to all cultivators who consume impurities.

Without absolute power, one doesn't even qualify for rapid travel or flight.

[Because even if one's supernatural powers and spells can cover tens of thousands of miles in an instant, there is a very high probability that within that instant, one will be noticed by a high-level demon or monster and casually eaten.]

Always remember, the wilderness of this turbid world is a realm of demons and monsters. Keep a low profile, maintain a low speed, safety first. If you can avoid flying, don't fly; if you can avoid speeding, don't speed. Never court death.

"Using this flying artifact in world competitions would actually reduce many potential problems."

Zhou Qingfeng carried the cloak of the God of Disaster and casually draped it over his shoulders.

He released his magic power to refine the Calamity-Chasing Cloak, gradually grinding away and dispersing the magic imprint belonging to Wu Jueqi, and imprinting it with his own magic imprint. In this way, the flying magic weapon would be his own.

Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. Meanwhile, the Lantern-Carrying Ancestor is contacting a friend from the Undying Palace.

This friend is named Suspension. He is a human immortal from the Immortal Realm's Undying Palace. His master is the Undying Heavenly Venerable, the palace master of the Undying Palace. He is also considered one of the top three thousand holy sons of the Undying Palace.

Given the status and identity of the Hovering Saint, he certainly has a voice in the Temple of the Undying.

Otherwise, Patriarch Tilan would not have defected from the Heavenly Buddha Sect and prioritized establishing his sect in the Corpse Continent.

After the Lantern Ancestor recounted the whole story to the Suspended Holy Son,

The hovering saint looked strange, somewhat incredulous: "Fellow Daoist Lantern, don't joke around. Do you know how terrifying the demon gods of the upper realm are? To kill a demon god, one must at least be a celestial immortal."

"Moreover, seven celestial beings fought against eighteen demon gods and won without a single casualty?"

"That's just wishful thinking, it's absolutely impossible."

The Hovering Saint was actually being quite subtle. The Lantern Ancestor had limited knowledge; a mere Tribulation Transcending cultivator didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Immortal Realm, so it was normal that he didn't know how terrifying the Demon God was.

However, the hovering saint knew how terrifying the demon gods were. These demon gods who descended from the upper realm were all extremely powerful. It would take at least two celestial immortals working together to barely manage to fight a demon god to a draw.

It takes three celestial beings to kill one demon god.

A celestial being fighting a demon god would undoubtedly be defeated.

But how could it be possible that the Lantern Ancestor claimed that seven immortals, who appeared to be celestial beings, killed eighteen demon gods?

However, these demon gods, though powerful, all have a major flaw: their lifespans are generally short.

“Fellow Daoist with the Lantern, please do not joke about such a matter concerning the life and death of the Three Realms. Now that the Demon God has descended into the world, the Three Realms are in imminent danger. Master is discussing the important matter of eliminating the demon with the other twelve Heavenly Venerables.”

"Don't interfere at this time."

Upon hearing this, the Lantern Ancestor knew that the matter was a bit outrageous and it would be really difficult to convince others to believe it. However, since he had been entrusted by the immortal, he had to find a way to accomplish it, otherwise he would have no way to explain it to the immortal.

That being said, doing this well may not necessarily bring benefits, but doing it poorly will definitely bring harm.

After all, in the Three Realms, there is no king's law, no law.

The words of the strong are law; that is true respect for power and the supremacy of the strong.

The Lantern Ancestor said with a serious expression, "Fellow Daoist Hovering, do I look like I'm joking?"

The hovering saint frowned slightly: "Really?"

The Lantern-Carrying Ancestor said, "Yes, I guarantee with my life that everything I have said is true."

Upon hearing this, the Hovering Saint was somewhat convinced, but not entirely. He calmly replied, "I will report this matter to my master immediately. I cannot control what my master decides."

"You'd better tell the truth, because if this is false, Master will be furious after he finds out, and I won't be able to save you."

The Lantern Ancestor said confidently, "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Hover, I take responsibility for my words and actions."

After the end of ultra-long-distance image communication.

The Lantern Ancestor suddenly regretted his words and actions. He could have just relayed the message; why risk his life? Those seven immortals were powerful, but ultimately their origins and identities were unknown.

If anything goes wrong, he will also be implicated.

Unfortunately, the words have already been spoken, and there's no use regretting them now.

I just hope that the immortals are really alright.

Time flies like an arrow. The Lantern Ancestor waited anxiously all night. At dawn, he received a message from the Hovering Holy Son, asking him to personally lead seven immortals to the Undying Palace to verify the authenticity.

The Lantern Ancestor immediately went to Little Spirit Peak to visit the immortal and relayed the message to him: "The Immortal Celestial Venerable specially asked me to lead the way and invite Immortal Ye to the Immortal Palace in the Immortal Realm."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng chuckled and said, "Alright, I'd also like to meet this Immortal Celestial Venerable."

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