The void was in chaos. Ripples emitted in all directions, fragments of realities shattered like glass when they impacted the stable barrier of the great wilderness. It was a scene of utter destruction.

Above the north continent, within the chaotic void. The demonic looking Hongjun stepped out. He scanned the area with his divine sense and gritted his teeth.

"I thought he was Qiankun, who knew it'll be you," he said. Another figure stepped out into the void.

This man stood around 1.7 metres tall and had short spongey blond hair. He held a short sword in one hand and had a jug of water dangling from his sash. He wore a form fitting wealthy black robe.

"Your improvements are astounding fellow daoist Da Hai," Hongjun's avatar rubbed his chin.

"You are…Hongjun corpse of evil," Da Hai concluded with a look of contempt.

"Cease this nonsense at once," Hongjun's corpse of evil ordered. "The incident's already over, there is no need to drag things out."

"You sound ridiculous when you say that," Da Hai snorted. "The world nearly ended, by right we should all smite that piece of shit down there." He pointed his sword at Hongjun.

"The business of sovereign's aren't for us to decide," Hongjun argued.

"Exactly," Da Hai agreed. "Thst's why you won't do anything," he remained in an aggressive stance but otherwise made no moves. Such restraint bothered Hongjun, he'd half expected to be brawling right now.

"Be that as it may, you directly interfered by causing this new mess. The Heavenly Dao won't stand for that."

"What are you talking about?" Da Hai looked bemused with a suppressed smirk. "All I did was open a door."

At that moment, never had Hongjun felt more irritated in his life.

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Located on the highest peak of the Cloudy Shadow mountain ranges. The Qilin Grand Empyrean Palace was the command centre of the Qilin empire. It stood lofty, high above the clouds and the imperial capital below and contained the entirety of the Primordial Qilin clan as well as Chaos Immortal higher ups.

Built thousands of years ago, this palace also stored an immensely powerful defensive formation known as the Unlimited Karmic Slaying formation. Generated from the ancient chessboard, this formation was more than a match against most invasions.

Due to its excellent location as well as natural defenses. Zulin never feared anyone invading since the time of its inception. After all, in addition to his own protection, the Heavenly Dao and the natural karmic winds made the palace invisible to those he doesn't wish to see.

In this manner, it was quite similar to the legendary three immortal mountain islands. An untraceable fortress that was also the ideal battleground for Zulin.

When Zulong first emerged from the gateway, he did not hesitate. Directly challenging Zulin to come out so as to leave him no way to escape else suffer a wounded reputation.

He did not stop to admire his enemy's home nor did he take his time. He only cast a single look at the foggy clouds obscuring his vision and the faint lines of karmic luck that once belonged to him.

Although his connection to it had been severed, he could still see and identify them. It wasn't hard to guess where Zulin could be. So as another dozen or so Great Principle Chaos Immortals emerged behind him, he roared out.

"HORSEY, ROLL OUT HERE FOR YOUR SOVEREIGN!"

The dragon's imperial command tendered the heavens and shook the earth. Billions of inhabitants around the mountain range and the imperial capital felt suffocated. Mortals and cultivators alike lost their nerves many perished on the spot. Their eardrums could not handle the sound and bursted into bloody smears.

Immortals collapsed onto the pavement feeling weak and helpless. They felt their drive weaken to the point of insignificance, their desire for anything but to obey reduced ashes.

Golden Immortals and even Great Unity Golden Immortals felt suffocated. Only the strongest of wills could even stand but they couldn't even move beyond that. Their very bodies had betrayed them, unwilling to listen.

The resident Chaos Immortals nervously gulped when they heard the challenge. A massive nine headed tiger growled as it observed the emerging dragon and sea experts.

"Kaimingshou, prepare for battle," a massive snake called out to the nine headed tiger. This was Erfu, another servant of Zulin. He was accompanied by his longtime friend Wei, a Great Principle realm expert who resembled a shirtless giant wearing a red loin cloth.

Yinglong noticed the squadron of Chaos Immortals gathering below. He glanced up at his elder brother who seemed content in ignoring them for now.

It made sense to the winged dragon, Zulong was here for the Qilin Sovereign. Everyone else was but a side character.

"Hmph," an abhorrent voice assaulted the dragon's ears. The same voice they and the sea clan experts had heard mere minutes ago.

"You were a fool to come here," the clouds dispersed with grandiose poise. Zulin, dressed in the robes of an emperor complete with his crown stepped out into the front courtyard of his Grand Empyrean Palace. He appeared no less dignified than the crowned Zulong.

"You should've just accepted your loss worm, better to stay in your corner," Zulin sighed disappointingly with his palm on his face. "Then again, you were never really that smart."

His goading received no reply. Well, no word reply at least. Zulong did not deign to banter with Zulin at all. As the Qilin Sovereign continued speaking, Zulong arranged his right fist back.

In the motion of an outstretched claw, he threw that limb out in a flurry of black and yellow light.

Nine Claw Killing!

The dragon's claw sealed across the air spreading into a gigantic black and golden claw. It was sharp, strong, and ferocious. It tore apart all things in its way.

Zulin immediately pointed upwards. Seeing as exchanging words were pointless, he activated his guardian formation. The tiles of an archaic elephant chess board appeared below his feat. Above his head, the image of karma manifested.

BOOM!

The impact was titanic, an explosion that rocked the foundation of the world. Fiery aura danced on both sides as they regained their bearings.

Zulin frowned, Zulong couldn't have grown that much more powerful right? He flipped his hand and an ancient scroll made of animal leather appeared.

"Fight my pets," he commanded.

From beneath Cloudy Shadow mountain, billions of lifeforms began pouring out. Billions of insect like creatures that were abhorrent to look at.

The four seas expert gasped in revulsion at the monstrosities crawling out. These soulless creatures made glittering noises that disturbed them greatly.

"Never in my years would I wish to see them again," Xuanwu grimaced.

"Those are the bug beasts?" A fellow Chaos Immortal asked the tortoise. He only nodded in silence.

"Your majesty, what do you require of us," the nine headed Kaimingshou leading half dozen Chaos Immortals soared into the sky. In an instant, they jumped into the formation and stood alongside Zulin.

Zulin smiled, "My loyal warriors, we are besieged by the most despicable of enemies. They have denied my mercy and opted to attack us. We must not let them through."

"Yes your majesty," they responded.

"Billions of mobs and a few elites," Baihu snorted. "Doesn't seem too hard."

"Trillions," Yinglong corrected. "There's just so many that they've run out of space to stand on the surface."

"So what?" Colossal Shark laughed. "The strongest are only Great UnityGolden Immortals in physical strength."

"But they can prove to be an annoying hindrance," Zulong said raising up the Dragon Pearl. His muscles bulged as he brought the orb down at breakneck speed.

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Zulin hurriedly prepared for a counterattack but Zulong's strike never came. Instead of assaulting the mountain, he smashed right into the army of bug beasts instantly pulverising billions of them.

However, within seconds, more had poured out of the ground replacing their lost numbers.

"Colossal Shark, you and the symbols shall deal with the pests below us. Rest of you, join me in assaulting this fortress," Zulong commanded.

"Yes your majesty," they chorussed and followed his command.

To attack a defensive formation, casually stepping inside was tantamount to suicide. As such, for the initial battle, Zulong chose to assault from the outside.

He besieged the unique formation that defended the Grand Empyrean palace. Zulong snorted at even the mention of such a name. 'Doesn't matter, I'll tear it down soo enough'.

The dragon's titanic body scratched and clawed. His serpentine physique would twist and turn avoiding many attacks Zulin would launch.

At the same time, squads of Chaos Immortals numbering nearly two dozen would also assault the formation with their immense power. It was a first in history for the primitive world.

Previous conflicts never involved so many Chaos Immortals before. Yet even under all this, Zulin held firm, bolstered by his Unlimited Karmic Slaying formation, he was empowered.

Although there were only seven on his side, Zulin could withstand the pressure brought on by Zulong's small army.

Explosions of light rocked the continent. Roars and screams and strikes of thunder clashed against each other. Zulong will fire off more claw strikes and create tsunamis while Zulin with marshal up the earth, stone pillars and bolts of lightning and fire.

This was a battle for survival. Neither side cared for their surroundings as they fought. The surrounding environment was torn asunder. Chunks of rubble flew in all directions while corpses of bug beasts littered the ground.

Hours of combat turned into days, days turned into weeks. Before anyone knew it, three weeks of nonstop fighting had occurred. The ancestral dragon had only become angrier and angrier as time passed.

The more he fought, the more familiar with the Unlimited Karmic Slaying formation he became. Strictly speaking, it was a standard defensive formation. However, it had another extra feature. This formation could absorb the power of karmic luck to further enhance its capabilities.

"It's hopeless worm," Zulin taunted from his end. "This Unlimited Karmic Slaying formation is invincible. Powered by the very luck of the land itself. You can never break it."

He had hoped those words would deter the dragon. After all, after three consecutive weeks of assault, they had still remained in a stalemate.

Great Principle Chaos Immortals did not tire nor did they run out of Qi. They can fight for eternity if they so wished. In order to break the stalemate, Zulong would need to do more.

Trillions of bug beasts now lay dead and the endless tide Zulin had stored up had shriveled. Zulong's full force had in these weeks begun assaulting Zulin's palace with even higher vigour.

The land was blanketed by ice courtesy of Xuanwu. Corpses frozen like sculptures. Others were pierced by wooden stakes. It was a sight of carnage, Colossal Shark had gluttonously devoured many bug beasts while the symbols utilized their unique powers to eradicate trillions of bug beasts.

As the symbols and Colossal Shark rejoined Zulong, the situation turned against Zulin. Three heavenly stars floated, surrounding Grand Empyrean Palace. The interlocking of Venus, Jupiter, and Mercury formed a trifecta that was hard to overcome.

Zulong roared, his voice erupting with all the authority of a celestial dragon emperor. His roar split the heavens and crushed the earth. His roar caused the surface of the Unlimited Karmic Slaying formation to ripple.

"Feed more into it," Zulin urgently stomped his hoofs into the pavement. He had long assumed his true form during the battle. "More karma, kill, kill that dragon."

The qilin's maddened frenzy was a sight to see. He formed quite a contrasting image with the golden light of luck. But the power he possessed cannot be denied.

Karma was a fundamental part of the universe. It was given and taken by the Heavenly Dao and formed a system of cause and effect. It was perhaps the strongest celestial force within creation.

Zulin roared, his blue scaled body lit in golden flames. Mysterious occurrences were visible within his pupils. Profound mysterious displayed images of destiny and fate along his scales each glistening like mirrors.

His spell created a vast burst of karmic fire that enveloped the sky. Like a meteor, it shot outwards toward Zulong. A focus fire attack aimed at eliminating the dragon early.

Its trajectory was like that of a comet. Shooting forth like a bullet. Zulong growled at the attack. How could he not when he recognized its source.

When he formed the Qi Dragon of luck all those weeks ago, he had formed an intrinsic connection with his luck Qi. He could recognize it anywhere.

"How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!" Zulong roared in fury. His rage affected his roar and at the same time, many Chaos Immortals felt the same anguished rage.

"You left me with no choice," Zulin argued. The qilin also appeared very unwilling. He didn't go out of his way to take all that luck Qi only to use it up. They were meant to develop the north continent, not be wasted away like this. Recovering this loss would be unlike harder than anything he'd ever done.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!" Zulong screamed in fury. A tsunami billions of kilometres high came from behind in like the maw of an enormous beast. It crashed against the blast of karmic fire in a duel of fire and water.

White lightning zigzagged around Zulong's arms and body. They illuminated his eyes beneath the dark clouds. The dragon's expression was one that promised death by the most excruciating of pain.

"DIE!" His cry rumbled along with a massive burst of lightning. Zulin gritted his teeth at Zulong's maddened attacks. His karmic fire was overcome and the lightning impacted his barriers on all sides.

Zulong floated admits a thunderstorm of uncontrollable rain, lightning, wind and fury. Even his own subordinates were shocked at the brutal display of power.

"Is he, is he burning his nascent soul?" Yinglong gasped. The others who had at this point felt like extras all gasped, was his majesty really so reckless. Torching one's own nascent soul was to burn one's essence. The power boost may be great but it'll greatly damage one's vitality and cost eons of recovery time.

Reeling his head back, Zulong slammed his skull onto the surface of the barrier. The karmic symbol that formed to intercept cracked and shattered beneath the pressure.

"Die invader," a Great Princile Chaos Immortal resembling a rhino charged at Zulong. Empowered by the formation, he felt confident to push to dragon back.

Wordlessly, Zulong grabbed the rhino's horn. His body weaved around the beast and grabbed hold of his back.

In a scene that shocked the world, Zulong tore the beast in two. "Just how strong is this guy?" Zulin's followers gulped in fear. The formation was supposed to enhance them. How on earth did this dragon kill one of them so easily?

The north continent was long united underneath the banner of the qilin. The qilin's ability to seek out and bring good fortune had ensured their continued survival throughout this age. As such, for all the Qilin Sovereign's disdainful attitude, they did hold respect for him.

But at this moment, they felt their resolves waver. Could Zulin actually win this?