Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

At this moment, Li Junsu stood atop Mount Tai, just as he was about to merge his true intent into Mount Tai and try to bring the Undying Land into existence, when he sensed this familiar fluctuation.

Twisted, sinister, and carrying malice from ancient times.

"The Great Dark Heaven, so it's this powerful?"

Li Junsu sensed the specific strength of this fluctuation, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Yes, strong.

Although in front of the current Prince An, he's nothing but a piece of trash who would be beaten to a pulp within ten moves.

He's a deity of the same caliber as the Azure Emperor.

However... the Great Dark Heaven is facing an imperial dynasty.

Moreover, it was a dynasty at its peak.

Even when facing an imperial dynasty, if it were back when the Great Qian Dynasty was first established, the Great Dark Heaven would have been a deadly threat.

If such a thing were to appear, the emperor wouldn't have used the time of cutting down a white horse to swear an oath in just three short years.

Even the emperor himself wouldn't dare say he could conquer the Great Dark Heaven without at least ten years.

This is a great contributor who even alarmed the phantom of the Lord of War from the bloodline of the Tiger Slaughter Guard.

Unfortunately, everything depends on timing.

Let alone the imperial dynasty, even the current Dark Heaven would find it difficult to defeat either the Taoist or Buddhist sects on its own.

These two major forces indeed do not have a Supreme Being at the half-step level in charge.

But they'll call in reinforcements.

Once incense is lit and an altar is set up, or if a relic is invited to possess one's body, it's hard to say what will happen next.

It's perfectly normal to draw two Supremes.

"Have things from the Western Regions also revived?"

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Prince An.

The spirit of Mount Tai walked to Prince An's side, looked at the sky not far away, and frowned slightly.

"Do you know him?"

Li Junsu was not surprised. He turned his head slightly, lowered his gaze, and looked at the spirit of Mount Tai, who was a head shorter than him, and smiled.

"I guess so. In ancient times, this thing was very active. It not only liked to devour spiritual energy and origins, but also polluted mountains and rivers."

"This thing likes to assimilate and distort everything into something as chaotic and evil as itself."

“Back then, when the Jade Emperor and Maitreya were stationed in Xia, he naturally dared not invade.”

"It's unexpected that this thing has now appeared in the world."

"I never expected that the Western Regions, that wretched land, and those bastards, would be so good at clinging to life."

The spirit of Mount Tai looked at the clouds and carefully chose its words.

Li Junsu was somewhat surprised by the words of the spirit of Mount Tai.

Logically speaking, in the world, only the human race should be divided into the so-called "human race" and "other races".

Natural spirits like mountains and rivers should be as close as family.

"You dislike the innate spirits of the Western Regions?"

Why should I like that group of down-on-their-luck people?

The spirit of Mount Tai looked back at Prince An with a somewhat bewildered expression.

This is actually a one-sided imagination of the human race, who feel that the innate spirits are as close as one family.

Just like how all demons judge people by their appearance, they assume that any good-looking human is a good person.

The spirits of the Five Sacred Mountains and the rivers, being innate spirits, are said to belong to certain powers.

Their homeland is Xia.

They also consider themselves spirits of the summer land.

The reason is actually not complicated: if people from the Western Regions invaded the imperial court, they would always worship the sacred mountain of the Western Regions.

Rather than itself.

The Xia people bestowed upon the spirit of Mount Tai the highest level of respect, and Mount Tai thus considered itself the spirit of the Xia land.

The Western Regions were naturally their mortal enemies.

After listening to the words of the spirit of Mount Tai, Li Junsu suddenly understood.

"Therefore, when you conquer the Western Regions, you must make sure they are completely wiped out as well."

"It's annoying to look at."

The spirit of Mount Tai then added.

If we take over the Western Regions and let the people of the dynasty live and multiply there, not only will her ancestral worship increase, but we will also eliminate several potential threats.

She knew all too well what suffering the Xia region had endured during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Her power declined sharply because her religious activities had waned during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Otherwise, the mere Dark Heaven is nothing more than something she can mold and manipulate at will.

But now, she has entered a long recovery period.

"So you have to help me."

The spirit of Mount Tai, through the earth's veins, also learned what kind of person Prince An was. Gone was its initial fear; its lips twitched, and it began to act coquettishly.

"I see."

After listening to the words of the spirit of Mount Tai, Li Junsu nodded in agreement.

"Very well, what brings you here?"

The spirit of Mount Tai smiled with satisfaction, and then asked a question in high spirits.

"I want to integrate the true meaning of mountains and rivers into the Five Sacred Mountains, and see if I can make the earth's veins reflect the immortal land."

Li Junsu's concise explanation.

"This is acceptable!"

"Did Houtu transmit the true meaning of her mountains and rivers to you?"

Upon hearing this, the spirit of Mount Tai immediately grabbed Prince An's sleeve in delight.

"Ah."

Li Junsu was somewhat surprised to see the other party so delighted.

“If you directly activate the true meaning of Mount Tai, it will resonate with me.”

The spirit of Mount Tai didn't stand on ceremony and spoke directly.

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu closed his eyes.

Then, he began to activate the true meaning of Mount Tai.

Soon, a sense of warmth and friendliness emanated from them.

Before long, Li Junsu sensed Mount Tai's yearning.

He directly infused the death energy, which, under his control, began to flow continuously into Mount Tai through his true intent.

The spirit of Mount Tai, even from the outside world, closed its eyes.

Mount Tai also has a Yin office, and the deathly aura of Ruyuan is a great tonic for her.

"What's this..."

As the spirit of Mount Tai closed its eyes and absorbed the endless, abyss-like death energy, it was somewhat shocked.

The death aura of Ruyuan is purer and has a deeper meaning than ordinary death aura.

This is no longer the death energy born from the demise of all things.

It's more like... the origin that emerges directly from the Great Dao.

The spirit of Mount Tai originally just wanted Prince An to feed it.

She had already absorbed the incense offerings from the emperor's last worship, and although the people's incense offerings were plentiful now, she was still hungry.

In the past, Houtu would feed them, but after that, Houtu did not appear in the world for a long time, which made them all a little confused.

What exactly did Houtu do?

That's why she was so delighted after learning of Prince An's purpose; she only wanted to consume a small amount of Prince An's essence.

But now... why does the opponent's origin seem to be endless?

The spirit of Mount Tai disregarded everything else, closed its eyes, and began to wholeheartedly absorb the abyss of death energy.

Under the nurturing of Prince An, Mount Tai became even more mystical.

This also revitalized the earth's veins beneath Mount Tai.

Time passed slowly, and Li Junsu directly fed the spirit of Mount Tai a day's worth of essence.

After discovering that the spirit of Mount Tai could be fully absorbed, Li Junsu went all out.

If the deathly aura before was like a trickle of water, then now it has transformed into a surging river.

It is more turbulent than the rivers that ravage the world.

Death Qi sensed its master's call; this was the perfect opportunity to prove itself.

This allowed the spirit of Mount Tai to experience firsthand the feeling of how Houtu nourished them in the past.

It's even more... grand than feeding Houtu.

Every moment in the world, existence and extinction occur, but the origin of King An is truly infinite.

Two days later, Li Junsu felt his hand being suddenly grabbed.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the rosy-cheeked spirit of Mount Tai.

Even the spirit of Mount Tai had a somewhat bewildered look in its eyes.

"Enough...enough..."

The spirit of Mount Tai touched its little belly, waved its hand, and said.

"Apart~"

The spirit of Mount Tai burped, and black smoke billowed directly from her mouth.

This is a manifestation of death energy turning into liquid.

The massive influx of primordial energy in a short period of time completely overwhelmed the spirit of Mount Tai.

She needs some time to process this.

The surrounding sky was even more astonishing, with pure golden light almost transforming into a Dao domain.

Mount Tai received a massive influx of primordial energy, which directly revitalized the earth's veins.

"If I advance to the Dao Lord level... could I... directly feed the entire dynasty?"

A thought flashed through Prince An's mind.

"Why don't you go and visit the other four sacred mountains?"

"Also, find Lady Houtu as soon as possible to inherit the true meaning of rivers and lakes."

"Feed the rivers, and the benefits you will receive are immeasurable."

The spirit of Mount Tai rubbed its stomach as it slowly disappeared.

For the first time in many years, she felt stuffed.

The feeling of being stuffed is even more uncomfortable than being hungry.

Li Junsu came to his senses, his figure turning into death energy and disappearing from the spot.

It's too early to think about such things now.

Feed the other four Yue first.

......

Soon, Prince An had traveled to all four other sacred mountains.

The Four Sacred Mountains do not have the same profound cultural heritage as Mount Tai. After the emperor offered sacrifices to them, they absorbed the incense offerings and fell into a deep sleep.

They await the offerings of the remaining people, after which they will fully recover and slowly return to normalcy.

Climbing to the top is easy, falling into the trough is also easy.

But for the mountain spirits, returning from the depths to the peak is not so easy; they need time.

The damage inflicted on the Five Sacred Mountains by the Northern and Southern Dynasties was far greater than in the past.

But the arrival of Prince An directly caused the spirits of the Four Mountains to fully awaken.

Before they could even feel their surprise, they felt a continuous flow of death energy into their limbs and bones.

The feeling of comfort almost made them sigh out loud.

The mountains and rivers contain both Yin and Yang essences; the death energy is predominantly Yin, which allows them to recover quickly.

Their eyes were filled with gratitude as they looked at Prince An.

But soon, gratitude turned into confusion.

An endless source of energy ceaselessly cleansed their limbs and bones.

Time passed slowly, but Prince An showed no signs of fatigue.

For Li Junsu, it was simply a matter of controlling the direction of the stagnant airflow; what was so tiring about that?

But the mountain spirits were dumbfounded.

They waved their hands repeatedly, indicating that they had had enough.

At this point, King An would withdraw his power and proceed to the next mountain.

Only the mountain spirit, standing there gratefully, hiccuping and emitting black smoke, watched him leave.

At this moment, at Mount Heng, the Northern Peak.

The spirit of Hengshan, dressed in a white ruqun (a traditional Chinese dress), with a tall and slender figure and cold and sharp eyes, now had a blank look in her eyes.

She felt it; the hunger from the inside out was soothed, followed by a faint sense of comfort.

She looked at Prince An in front of her, and her cold and stern eyes softened.

Her personality was aloof and reserved, and she was not good at speaking.

But soon, her gentleness turned to shock, and her phoenix eyes widened slightly.

A feeling of fullness came over her, but the deathly aura had not stopped; instead, it was washing over her limbs and bones at an even faster pace.

The surrounding earth veins became increasingly pure.

With the last of the Five Sacred Mountains' spirits being nourished and replenished, the earth's veins are poised to unleash their power.

The spirit of Hengshan quickly sensed it, and the feeling of fullness turned into a feeling of bloating.

The spirit of Hengshan was stunned; had she been overwhelmed?

In the short time she was distracted, the bloating started to worsen.

She subconsciously burped, and black smoke billowed out.

After feeding the mountain spirit so many times, Li Junsu was able to feed it for half an hour.

The spirit of Hengshan quickly reached out and grabbed Prince An's arm.

Li Junsu slowly opened his eyes.

At that very moment, the abundance of the Five Sacred Mountains caused golden light to soar into the sky.

The earth's veins converged once more, and this time the golden light was incomparably dazzling.

The people of the world were completely dumbfounded. The dynasty hadn't made any major moves, so why were the earth veins starting to reflect again?

......

This time, it seems the ley lines have found an appetizer.

At this moment, in the Tower of Death, Murong Ke sensed that the chains binding the Emperor You had come off.

This means that he can take Emperor You away.

However, Murong Ke sensed that if he stopped serving the dynasty, Emperor You would be imprisoned and brought back.

Even so, Murong Ke was overjoyed and gratefully bowed to the golden light outside.

On the top floor of the Death Tower, the deposed emperors were horrified to sense a figure appearing behind them.

The aura emanating from this figure was as powerful as a tiger, capable of swallowing up thousands of miles.

......

East China Sea

Golden light bursts forth from the deepest part of the sea.

Despite it being night, the entire sea area was as bright as day.

Then, a vast territory rose from the sea.

The blood and qi dissipated, the sunken land was restored, and the immortal tree grew anew.

A figure in white appeared beneath the Tree of Immortality.

The priest slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with nothing but coldness.

"The successor of the Lord of War...The Lord of War killed us."

"You're going to save us again."

The Priest of Immortality looked behind him at the Tree of Immortality, which exuded endless vitality, with a complex expression in his eyes.

There are feelings of anger, dissatisfaction, and joy.

But more than anything, I am grateful.

However, this gratitude soon faded away.

"I would rather die again than be saved by the successor of the Lord of War."

After the priest of immortality finished speaking, his subjects appeared around him.

The undead gradually coalesced and emerged.

Under the moon's light, the power emanating from these undead was terrifying.

Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation level was Wang Hai.

However, the highest level is only Wenwu.

This group of immortals has a very low ceiling, but an absurdly high floor.

"My personal guards..."

The immortal priest closed his eyes, deep in thought.

All he wants is revenge.

This is the power of the title "Master of War".

There are as many who hate him as there are who fear him.

鬼岛

At that moment, the butcher, who was training his soldiers, also discovered the vast territory not far away.

"This...can expand our territory?"

Bai Qi watched this scene and subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

Qianhen Mobei trembled slightly, responding to its master.

She hasn't drunk blood in a long time.

She wanted to dig a hole.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Bai Qi lowered his head slightly and smiled gently.

......

Northern Wilderness, Demon Vein

Under the blazing sun, enormous figures appeared in this place.

"A demon...has taken over...their home?"

The Kuafu clan chief looked at the demon vein, a violent glint flashing in his eyes.

"The master of war... his successor... is dead."

Then, the clan leader looked towards Mount Song, his tone filled with murderous intent.

But soon, the Kuafu clan chief's attention was drawn to the demon race.

"roar~"

"Ang~"

The roars of dragons and tigers resounded simultaneously, shaking the heavens and earth.

The White Tiger Clan and the True Dragon Clan slowly appeared.

Behind Chief Kuafu, his warriors were filled with nothing but a burning desire for revenge.

They want revenge.