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A month later at the Golden Phoenix Sect. Today marks the 800th birthday of Jin Zhao, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Golden Phoenix Sect.

For this occasion, a feast was prepared, and cultivators from various sects were invited. As the leader of the righteous sects in the Northern Cold, Jin Zhao, a long-renowned Nascent Soul cultivator, naturally had many cultivators come to present their gifts.

About two-thirds of the Northern Cold's Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators arrived at Golden Phoenix Sect. The entire sect was enveloped in a joyous and bustling atmosphere.

In the magnificent hall, a gathering of powerful individuals was underway. Elder Jin Zhao was seated at the highest place, flanked by the Nascent Soul Ancestors of five major sects including Ascendant Cloud Sect and Green Mountain Sect.

Below them sat a myriad of Golden Core cultivators from the cultivation community of the Northern Cold, each seated according to their respective sects, creating an impressive assembly.

The table was laden with fine wines and exquisite dishes. The cultivators mingled cheerfully, but three seats remained conspicuously empty. These were meant for the Nascent Soul Ancestors of the three sects from the Wu Country. Their absence was notable, yet the other cultivators pretended not to notice, continuing their conversations.

Jin Zhao glanced around the hall and subtly signaled to the False Soul Elder of the Original Yang Sect. Understanding the cue, the False Soul cultivator stood up and pointed at the empty seats, raising his voice, "What does it mean for the Nascent Soul cultivators of the three sects of Wu not to attend senior Jin's 800th birthday? They don't even bother to show up!"

His words quickly found agreement.

"Indeed! They show no respect for senior Jin! They do not respect us righteous cultivators!"

"If you ask me, senior Jin should not have invited them at all. How can we, as righteous cultivators, consort with those of the demonic path?"

The hall filled with indignant voices, as if this had been pre-planned. Elder Jin Zhao, his Spiritual Qi stirring, shouted, "Silence!"

The aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator filled the room, and the restive atmosphere briefly calmed.

The False Soul cultivator suddenly knelt down, his voice full of sorrow and anger, "Elder Jin! You must stand up for the Original Yang Sect! Those demonic sects of Wu are utterly despicable! The Original Yang Sect had only two disciples of exceptional talent, and both were killed in the Yin Soul Mountains!"

Jin Zhao responded in shock, "What? Such a thing happened?"

The False Soul cultivator angrily declared, "If senior Jin cannot stand up for the Original Yang Sect, then tomorrow I will march into the Yin Soul Mountains myself and annihilate Myriad Souls Sect!" With that, he made as if to rush out of the hall.

Ascendant Cloud Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor, Ling Su, promptly stood up, his voice solemn, "Old Ma! Do not act recklessly! Alone, you and your sect are no match for the three demonic sects."

Immediately, Luo Hua of Green Mountain Sect declared, "The Myriad Souls Sect has proven itself brutally savage. After the last war between the righteous and the demonic, we spared them, mindful of Heaven's mercy, imploring them to forsake the demonic path. Yet, who could have anticipated that in merely a century, they would not only escalate their atrocities but also inflict grave harm upon numerous righteous cultivators!"

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Luo Hua turned to Jin Zhao, "I heard that your disciple, Xiao Tianjiao, also perished in the Yin Soul Mountains?"

Jin Zhao's eyes misted over, "Indeed... Initially, I was so enraged that I wanted to storm into the Yin Soul Mountains myself. However, reflecting on the endless cycle of vengeance, I ultimately relinquished my desire for retribution."

"But who would have thought that the three demonic sects of Wu would be so ferocious and malevolent, to the extent of harming the cultivators of the Original Yang Sect? Clearly, they have not repented." Jin Zhao gripped the armrest tightly, his eyes reddening.

Ma Zouri bellowed, "Please, senior Jin, issue the command! Original Yang Sect is ready to lead the charge, to storm into Wu Country! We shall annihilate the three demonic sects and restore a clear and pure realm to the Northern Cold cultivation world!" With that, he half-knelt, his aura seething with murderous intent.

The remaining two Golden Core cultivators of the Original Yang Sect also knelt, their expressions resolute. In the blink of an eye, a large number of cultivators knelt down as well. ȐΑꞐőᛒËȿ

"Please, senior Jin, issue the command to attack the three demonic sects!" Their voices boomed like thunder, resonating through the cosmos.

Ling Su and Luo Hua also stood, bowing toward Jin Zhao, "The three demonic sects of Wu remain unrepentant; it appears they cannot be redeemed. Please, Fellow Daoist Jin, issue the command!"

Jin Zhao sighed deeply, "I had no wish to perpetuate slaughter, yet the demonic cultivators' excessive tyranny leaves us no choice!" He rose abruptly, his voice resounding, "Carry out my orders, march into Wu Country! Annihilate the three demonic sects within three years!"

"Yes!" The cultivators responded in unison, their voices like a rumble of muffled thunder.

Jin Zhao looked upon the fierce assembly of righteous cultivators, his smiled.

Just as Chu Xuan had anticipated, during the 800th birthday celebration of Jin Zhao, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Golden Phoenix Sect, a declaration was made to invade Wu Country and annihilate the three demonic sects there.

Instantaneously, the perennial war between the righteous and demonic cultivators of the Northern Cold cultivation realm erupted.

Within days, Chu Xuan received news that the lesser sects and schools under the Corpse Yin Sect and the Poison Gu Sect were being attacked by the righteous sects. The three demonic sects of Wu Country were, after all, outnumbered.

Every century or so, the Golden Phoenix Sect would initiate such a war. Each time, these smaller sects and schools would undergo a major reshuffle. However, the battles typically concluded not with the obliteration of the three demonic sects of Wu, but rather with their paying reparations through various treasures.

Chu Xuan felt that the three demonic sects of Wu were somewhat pitiable. Every hundred years, they were harvested like chives by the righteous sects. They were killed, their treasures looted, and yet they were expected to smile and sue for peace. It was truly a heart-wrenching scenario.

"If it truly were just for the treasures, it wouldn't matter, since none of the treasures were mine to begin with," Chu Xuan reasoned. "But this time, Golden Phoenix Sect's slogan is to invade Wu Country and eradicate the demonic paths, clearly aiming to completely eliminate the demonic sects."

"Especially Golden Phoenix Sect, which is undoubtedly seeking vengeance for the death of Xiao Tianjiao. It seems I cannot escape; they will surely come looking for me." Chu Xuan shook his head repeatedly.

At that moment, the respectful voice of Zhu Jie came from outside. "Elder, the Grand Elder requests your presence at the main peak; the other elders have also been summoned."

Chu Xuan nodded and immediately took flight towards the main peak of the Yin Soul Mountains. It was obvious that the summons was about the war between the righteous and demonic forces.

Upon his arrival, however, Chu Xuan noticed two exotic beasts near the summit. One was a gigantic purple-black centipede, a hundred zhang in length, with narrow antennae and numerous legs that writhed in a manner most unsettling. The other was a thirty-plus zhang black hawk, its gaze fierce, as if it were about to prey on someone.

Yet, despite their formidable appearances, such massive demonic beasts generally lacked combat effectiveness and were only suitable for transport tasks.

Of course, even though they were relatively docile, no Nascent Soul cultivator could hope to control such colossal creatures.

With little thought, Chu Xuan surmised that representatives from the other two demonic sects of Wu Country had arrived. The giant centipede was likely a nurtured creature from the Poison Gu Sect, and the black hawk was probably a demonic beast from the Corpse Yin Sect.

A storm was brewing.

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