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Once, when someone mentioned how vast the continent was, it was noted that although it wasn't a complete piece, it was divided into seven parts, and this division was quite accurate. Thus, in the mouths of cultivators, it was collectively referred to as the Dust Realm. After all, with the Celestial Realm above and the Ninth Underworld to the east, calling it the Dust Realm seemed reasonable. Over time, aside from some local residents, cultivators often had no idea where they truly were on the continent. Their navigation usually relied on nearby Fairy Markets, which certainly made things convenient but also buried many things in the relentless river of time.
If anyone were to ask how large the Dust Realm was, Gu Ping could provide a precise concept. His group traveled on fine Spirit Horses, heading north from Xiao Zhou to Anping Northern Town Pass. They had already crossed two countries and spent three years and six months doing so. If an ordinary person wished to travel across the entire continent, they would likely need a lifetime to accomplish it.
It was no wonder that no one could unify Tiandong; aside from the Daoist Sect, none of Tiandong's factions dared to even think about such a task. But which Daoist Sect would ultimately emerge victorious?
One could be certain that it would involve the Primordial Dao and the Two Realms War. Once the Dao Sect could no longer hold on, even if the Primordial Dao had the Immortal Eastern Realm, it wouldn't be able to delay for more than a few days.
If the Great Qin Ying Clan faltered, the Eastern Moon River Sect would also be kicked out of contention. Fortunately, Limitless Path had half of Tiandong City under its control, ensuring they had a foundation for dominance.
If one were to ask Gu Ping which faction had the best chance of unifying the Three Realms, he believed that Tai Xu Dao, which always followed closely behind, had the greatest opportunity due to its hidden strength.
The Jade Void Sect was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface; otherwise, it wouldn't have rushed out after forming alliances with Dao Sect, Moon River Sect, and Great Qin Ying Clan to seek fame. The Jade Void Sect had already begun laying foundations for The Battle of the Three Realms.
Who would represent the Jade Void Sect in this endeavor?
Infinite Path had Hong Yulong; Limitless Path had Leng Gucun; Oil Lu Dao had Sima Wuduan; Underworld Path had Lu Chen Zhou; Killing Path had Zhu Xian Mountain; Demonic Path had Xiao Ren Zhuang; Jingdao Tenglan represented Primordial Dao; and there was also Fei Xiao Zhang. What about Tai Xu Dao?
Could it be Gan Yuan? Perhaps they had their own candidates?
Gu Ping didn't know. Even during dinner, he pondered various issues. Although what had happened over these three and a half years might not have changed the entire landscape, there were still many trivial matters. A lot of seemingly chaotic surface events concealed deeper meanings that required Gu Ping to analyze bit by bit; no one would tell him anything.
Within the Nine Nether Alliance, those belonging to Oil Lu Dao were stationed outside Desire City Outer Guards. Both sides had already lost countless lives just outside Northern Town Pass—ordinary soldiers and cultivators alike—and such situations continued to unfold daily.
Two Realms War marked the beginning of The Battle of the Three Realms, where one could either seize every inch of territory in the Dust Realm or face a retreat to the Ninth Underworld. For the Nine Nether Sect, there was no third option.
When Gu Ping awoke that morning, he witnessed a scene he would never forget, experiencing the true nature of war for the first time in his life.
The brutality he observed was beyond description.
By evening, standing on the city wall, Gu Ping could almost hear the scent of blood wafting from dozens of miles away, reminding him of what was to come the next day.
Why not defend the city?
Gu Ping did not ask them; he realized that in a war involving cultivators, city walls were nearly meaningless. Unless a city had powerful defensive formations like Tiandong City, even the thickest walls could not withstand a single strike from a Transcendent Practitioner.
Clearly, most cities in the Northern Region, including Northern Town Pass, lacked such defenses. Only a few cities had strong defensive formations established before the Battle of Good and Evil and during Ming Mi Liu Dong, or had defensive artifacts drawn from various Major Sects at critical locations.
Ordinary cities, like Northern Town Pass, relied on human lives to fill their ranks. After all, they were not an entire Daoist Sect. At Northern Town Pass, only a handful of cultivators were dispatched from three allied sects.
It was only because of these three sects that they managed to hold their ground; otherwise, in three years' time, the Nine Nether Alliance could have advanced to the foot of Daofeng Mountain, which posed a serious question.
Gazing into the distance at the seemingly endless encampment of the Nine Nether Army, Gu Ping wondered how many would fall on that battlefield in the unavoidable war and how many would be able to return home alive.
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