for more chapters, before going on shelves, one day recommendation or over sixty collections, adding one more chapter.)Even though Hu She and the others were horrified beyond measure, they could only...As the Yèshí tribe grew stronger, their power surged, and so did the strength of their totemic energy. This trend continued unabated. Even Lù Xiǎotiān's projection avatar was helpless in this situation; he couldn't ask these Yèshí people to stop worshipping him.

After much deliberation, the only option seems to be transferring to interfaces similar to the spirit world as much as possible.

Even if a bloody war were to break out, there was no way around it. They couldn't be stuck in the Spirit Realm forever. Since the main deity hadn't figured out a way to bring the Yestone Clan to the Immortal Realm for now, the Yestone Clan couldn't just stagnate.

Even if the Stone Clan were to encroach upon the living space of other races in the Spirit Realm, their numbers could still be expanded many times over. However, the key conflict now is not entirely with the Stone Clan, but rather the need to disperse the ever-increasing totemic power, otherwise, it will cause disturbances in the energy of the interface, which will lead to a catastrophic outcome.

Realizing this, the projection avatar began ordering every powerful being in the Spirit Realm to search for any appearing or potential space nodes.

With the ascension channels for all races now closed, those who have reached the tribulation or Mahayana stages are particularly eager to find a way through. Other human, demonic, ghost, and even monster race powerhouses, finding themselves unable to leave this realm and facing dwindling lifespans, place most of their hopes on Lu Xiaoteng's projection avatar.

There was no need for the projection to urge them forward. It simply commanded each of its tribes and the forces under its control to search tirelessly for any potential spatial fluctuations wherever they might be.

Over the past thousand years or so, there have been some space nodes and unusual fluctuations, but none of them have been particularly significant.

“After traveling for an extended period, it’s time to rest. ” The projection waved at the group, before returning to its original form. The real body had the ability to forcibly open the passage leading to Makino's side, but after bringing Hongyue and Jin Yu along with their companions back, there was no longer a need for forceful intervention. Firstly, doing so was extremely complex and carried immense risk. More importantly, the passages opened through Makino's side could only accommodate a limited number of people.

It was only a few of the Page Clan who were invited over, so it wasn't particularly significant for Lu Xia Tian's true self.

As for the fact that this deity had fallen out with Honghao Heavenly Court and Yu Xuan Heavenly Court, and was unable to forcefully open a channel in the Muye area anymore, the projection avatar here naturally wouldn't know about it.

"Yes, Saint!" Utong, Ukong, and Pingshan several with ashamed faces were about to withdraw. Before they could act, the projection avatar suddenly felt something and turned his gaze towards the distant north. He then abruptly stood up.

Wuting and Wukong looked at the projection clone in astonishment, utterly clueless about what had happened.

“The space in the extreme north is unstable, it seems that something has happened. I'll go there myself.” The projection avatar's face was filled with a hint of joy. After lurking in the Chiyue Desert for so long, this was the first time he felt such obvious spatial fluctuations from the outside. And they were so strong, whether it was a chance for the Ye Shi clan to leave or not, he had to go and see for himself.

“Several of the old servant’s followers went with him.” Uting, Ukong, and Ping Shan all brightened their faces. After searching for so many years, they finally had a lead.

The far north is eternally covered in ice and snow, a blinding white expanse. Even with the strength of a deity's projection, it's difficult to see its end.

Wu Ting, Wu Kong, and Ping Shan followed the projection clone closely. They didn't need all three to move; a gust of wind carried them swiftly forward. The three couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Their Ye Shi clan's Saint had once been the strongest in this realm, rising from humble beginnings to sweep away their enemies. Even now, as a mere clone, the Saint still reached a level they could only aspire to in this spirit realm.

Thanks to a clone guarding the Spirit Realm for thousands of years, no one dared to challenge the clone's status. Before any challengers could even see the Saint's clone, they were swept out by the great powers of the Ye Shi clan, those in the Transcending Tribulation stage.

“Something’s wrong.” The projection frowned, its feet churning up frost on the ground. A flurry of goose feather snow swirled around it in the void. Deep within the boundless emptiness, the spatial fluctuations weren't chaotic now, but rather a ripple extending from the outside world into their spiritual realm.

"Sage, we seem to have sensed the location of the spatial node." At this time, several of the people from Wu Ting were still unaware of the difference between them, but they only sensed the spatial fluctuations and their faces were filled with excitement.

"It's as if a passage to the Spirit Realm has been opened from the outside world. This is no small feat. It might be someone on par with me, or perhaps they are using some kind of heaven-defying treasure to communicate with the Red Moon Desolate Region. The Tujia Buddhist Sect has gathered its forces. The Spirit Realm won't be peaceful." At this moment, the projection sensed a wave of chaotic energy approaching from within the passage. There were cultivators ranging from Yuan Ying to Nascent Soul, Divine Void, to Transcendence and even Mahayana realms.

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His projection clone's face contorted with a strange expression. He had been considering entering another interface similar to the Spirit Realm if he couldn't send the Stone Clan to the Immortal Realm, but before he could act, another interface had opened a passageway to the Spirit Realm. It seemed that this arrival was not friendly at all.

This is actually a good thing, it saved him a lot of trouble.

A series of violent tremors erupted from the depths of the void, followed by a sudden rupture in the space where the projections and clones were located, as if a gaping maw had been torn open.

“Haha, I finally opened the channel to this interface. Our Kyuan Realm is saved!” A white-bearded elder at the front laughed loudly with his hands on his hips. The group of cultivators behind him also wore smiles of joy.

"That's right, we've finally found a way out for our Qian Yuan Realm. However, with so many people in our Qian Yuan Realm, any nearby realm would find it difficult to accommodate them all. The other side isn't stupid, they will definitely be on high alert. It won't be easy to sever ties between our realms after we establish ourselves here." A wrinkled old woman in a blue robe wore a look of worry that was impossible to hide.

“With the combined power of our entire Qianyu Realm, we can strike decisively. It will be difficult for other realms to react and form a new alliance in time. Even though it's dangerous, this is our chance to achieve a great victory.” The white-bearded elder spoke with absolute conviction.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures descended from the void. Leading the pack were eleven tribulation and great perfection cultivators, followed by hundreds of nascent soul cultivators. This force alone could stir up a frenzy in the Spirit Realm. Aside from the Crimson Moon Desert and the Zhū Buddha Sect, no other power could withstand their might.

But what we see before us is merely the vanguard of their forces.

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“The Qian Yuan Realm” Lu Xia Tian’s projection avatar was surprised. He had naturally heard the other party's conversation. It seemed like the other party’s interface was having a problem. So many tribulation cultivators, even Mahayana realm cultivators couldn't solve it, it was clearly no small matter.

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