Chapter 438: Occupying the Nanhé Territory

The Infinite World.

“Hmm?” A giant serpent, the Infinite Serpent Ancestor, coalesced among the clouds. It remotely sensed the cultivator territory. “Eight Lords acting together?” The Infinite Serpent Ancestor had a bad feeling.

Among the eight Lords, Yuan, Xingmang, Moman, and Luo Feng could conceal all life energy fluctuations, but Wulan, Jin, Minghuang, and Naigu could not. In the Boundless Primordial Space, over ninety percent of the Ancestors could not conceal their life energy. Any collective action would alert other powerful beings. This time, to intimidate the entire Boundless Primordial Space, Luo Feng, Yuan, and the others did not hide their life energy.

“Eight Lords acting together?”

“What are they planning?”

At that moment, various factions grew wary.

The eight Lords made no attempt to conceal themselves, allowing all parties to observe as they grandly headed directly towards their target territory.

At the border of Luo Feng’s territory.

“We’re here.” Led by Xingmang, they had flown for about a day. The eight Lords stood in the void, their might radiating in all directions.

“In the past, when facing us, they relied on their absolute numerical superiority, disdaining defensive formations and attacking with full force,” Moman said with a laugh. “They forced us to be cautious and defend with all our might. Even then, we suffered repeated defeats, and our world clusters fell one after another.”

“It’s different now,” Yuan stated.

“We’ve been oppressed by them for too long!” Jin exclaimed.

“Haha, let’s have a good fight!” Wulan’s eyes burned with eagerness.

Luo Feng’s territory was shaped like a heart, encompassing approximately 1,600 world clusters. Its density of world clusters was second only to the cultivators’ original territory. This prosperous territory was home to 29 Ancestors leading countless primordial beings, who had long sustained themselves on its resources. The vast primordial worlds within these 1,600 world clusters were originally their food, but recent interceptions by Lord Luo Feng had temporarily deterred them from consuming them.

“We, the cultivator faction, claim the 1,600 world clusters of the Nanhe territory,” Yuan directly transmitted, his voice reaching all Ancestors within that region. “You must migrate quickly! If you don’t leave, we will be forced to act.”

“What?”

“The cultivator faction wants the entire Luo Feng territory?”

“They’re telling us to migrate quickly?”

Ancestors scattered across the territory, whether true forms or avatars, were all stunned and began to panic.

“Any who have not begun migrating within one day will be killed without mercy! Any who remain within Luo Feng’s territory within twenty days will also be killed without mercy!” Yuan’s cold voice resonated in the ears of the 29 Ancestors and over 230,000 world-level primordial beings.

The threat from the eight Lords caused panic among the Ancestors and world-level primordial beings in Luo Feng’s territory. How could they possibly contend with eight Lords?

“Ancestors, can we not resist the cultivator faction?”

“We must gather and leave Luo Feng’s territory within twenty days.”

“Quick, quick, quick!”

“I’ve only gathered ten percent of my high-level primordial kin; there’s no time,” one world-level primordial being exclaimed, disregarding everything else. “I must rendezvous with my Ancestor. If I’m too slow and don’t leave within the deadline, Lord Luo Feng might cleave me from afar.”

As this world-level primordial being flew, it gathered a large number of high-level primordial beings. Its body could naturally generate miniature worlds for these beings to temporarily reside in. It immediately tore open a spatiotemporal tunnel to hasten its journey.

They had been rooted there for too long, and migrating in such a short time was no easy feat. Many long-established mineral deposits had to be abandoned! Dispersed kin could only be gathered as much as possible. Primordial tribes at the border of Luo Feng’s territory had relatively more time, but those in the core region panicked, as their time was extremely tight! They had to prioritize travel time, then use any remaining time to take resources and gather kin. Some kin in remote areas, if they were world-level primordial beings, could travel on their own to rejoin their tribes. But high-level primordial beings? They were too slow to make it back to their tribes in time.

“Are you just going to flee?” Many world-level primordial beings were indignant.

“Don’t worry, the Four Emperors will lead many Ancestors to confront them. We will temporarily withdraw for now. Once victory is achieved, we will return,” Ancestors replied.

The Primordial Faction — Infinite World.

“Yuan, what are you cultivators doing?” the Infinite Serpent Ancestor roared furiously. “Luo Feng’s territory is part of our primordial domain. You can’t just claim it!”

Suddenly, several avatars descended—the Four Emperors’ avatars of the Primordial Faction had gathered.

“Yuan, you’ve gone too far!” the Giant God Emperor fumed. “You’re just forcefully occupying 1,600 world clusters in Luo Feng’s territory?”

“You have over a hundred Ancestors, and only eight Lords. Your resource needs aren’t that great; 3,600 world clusters should be enough,” the Boundless Ancestor added.

“So, according to you, you get eighty percent of the territory, and our cultivator faction only gets twenty percent?” Naigu sneered.

“Who said we Lords don’t need resources?” Wulan scoffed.

Luo Feng said coldly, “This Luo Feng territory is just the beginning! Given the strength and potential of our cultivator faction in the Boundless Primordial Space, two-tenths of the territory is still too small.”

“You want to occupy even more?”

“Those eight Lords even said claiming Luo Feng’s territory is just the beginning. They still think it’s too much,” the Giant God Emperor raged.

“This cultivator faction is too aggressive, brazenly encroaching on our territory,” the Infinite Serpent Ancestor roared with fury.

“We must display sufficient strength! Only then will it be conducive to advancing our subsequent plans,” Xingmang said. Getting all factions to agree would not be easy.

“Ultimately, there will be a fight,” Yuan murmured.

“It seems a fight is inevitable?” the Nirvana Ancestor said coldly.

“We must fight!” the Blazing Ancestor also declared angrily.

“We must prove to all factions… that in the Boundless Primordial Space, our Primordial Faction is still the most powerful!”

“This battle will make them understand that we are the strongest,” the Blazing Ancestor added.

The Nine Emperors—the Infinite Serpent Ancestor, the Boundless Ancestor, the Nirvana Ancestor, the Blazing Ancestor, the Primordial One, the Mother of Spacetime, the Giant God Emperor, the Ancestor of Black Tide, and the Primordial Beast Ancestor—led eighty selected Ancestors to form a massive battle formation. This was the most perfect battle formation combination prior to the subsequent trials. Among the Ancestors, there were also those skilled in powers such as 'life,' 'defense,' 'domain,' 'immortality,' and 'world.' If a defensive system was constructed with these Ancestors at its core, the Ancestors’ battle formation’s survival capability would greatly increase.

“A bunch of avatars, stop wasting our time here.” With a wave of his hand, Lord Xingmang directly annihilated the Four Emperors’ avatars. As they were obliterated, the avatars felt disbelief; the cultivator Lords were simply too dominant.

“They’re coming!” Yuan said. The eight Lords also waited, looking forward to this moment.

“The Primordial Faction also feels threatened by us, so their battle formation will prioritize survival over offense, making them even more formidable,” Xingmang explained, having foreseen part of the future.

“In the past, even if we disdained defensive formations, it was not easy for us to kill even one Ancestor,” Jin remarked.

“Luo Feng’s power transcends limits; they cannot foresee his future. This time, Luo Feng will give them some surprises,” Xingmang said. What he didn’t mention was that he himself couldn’t foresee Luo Feng’s future, only indirectly inferring information from Luo Feng’s impact on countless future timelines.

“Luo Feng, we’ll be counting on you then,” Minghuang said with a smile.

Luo Feng’s Primordial Blade Dao is 87% destruction and 13% life. The life profundities include ‘life energy,’ ‘severing vitality,’ and ‘life entanglement.’ The destruction profundities focus on maximizing power. My Primordial Destruction Dao, both its destruction and life aspects, differs greatly from Luo Feng’s. Even when pursuing similar ‘Daos,’ different Lords ultimately master distinct ones. Jin’s Primordial Destruction Dao and Luo Feng’s Primordial Blade Dao are very different. The ‘Dao’ they ultimately form is naturally unique. These thoughts flashed through Jin’s mind.

“This battle is not only to deter the Primordial Faction but also to intimidate all other factions.” Luo Feng understood this. In this battle, he would fully cooperate with the battle formation and unleash his strongest power.

Nothing could withstand it, nothing was indestructible! During their sparring matches, they had all witnessed the terrifying power of that blade.

The Boundless Primordial Space.

At this moment, other factions in the Boundless Primordial Space were watching remotely. According to the original plan, they aimed to completely control twenty percent of the territory and oversee all primordial worlds in the remaining territories. Achieving this goal wouldn’t happen through mere words. The cultivator faction wasn’t just negotiating with the Primordial Faction; they also had to deal with the Ice Peak Faction and numerous weaker entities! “We want all ‘primordial worlds’ within every sphere of influence.”

The strongest among the eight Lords were top ten combatants, while the weakest was in a league of their own. Their combined strength was enough to overpower the Ice Peak Faction, even if its twelve immortal beings and twenty-six Ancestors joined forces!

The Primordial Faction was indeed mobilizing, with all Nine Emperors participating! A great many Ancestors’ true forms also joined the battle. In total, eighty-nine Ancestors, varying in form—some beast-like, others resembling celestial bodies like stars or clouds, or even water currents, mountains, or humanoid figures.

“Forward!” Led by the Mother of Spacetime, they set off in a grand procession, heading directly towards the eight Lords.

Outside Luo Feng’s territory lay an immeasurably vast wasteland. Most of the Boundless Primordial Space was barren; even if resources occasionally appeared, they were too scarce to be worth the journey and effort of extraction.

This battle was meant to establish the might of the Primordial Faction! It was also intended to establish the might of the eight Lords, as per their plan!