The Great Wall of the Little Folk was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.
Behind the Great Wall of the Little Folk, a faint, veil-like membrane still spanned the heavens and earth.
However, the aura that had once made cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage feel insignificant had become increasingly weaker.
It was unknown when this barrier would completely dissipate.
All the cultivators were on high alert.
Because they knew.
When the barrier within the encirclement truly disappeared, it would likely signal the full outbreak of war between the human and demon races.
And then, one day, Li Qi, moving at his fastest, entered the Great Wall of the Little Folk.
All the cultivators who saw Li Qi's face within the Great Wall of the Little Folk were slightly startled, their eyes filled with reverence.
Decades ago, Li Qi, one of the fourteen participating cultivators who had single-handedly propped up a collapsing edifice, was known to every cultivator.
Even when the news spread that Li Qi had also arrived at the Great Wall of the Little Folk.
A Nascent Soul stage peak cultivator with extremely high status personally came to welcome him.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you have also come to the Great Wall of the Little Folk."
As he spoke, this Nascent Soul stage peak cultivator cautiously glanced at Li Qi.
Immediately, his heart was shocked.
An unfathomably deep and long aura emanated from Li Qi.
He had only ever felt this sensation from the three human cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
But then, this Nascent Soul stage peak cultivator remembered that the person before him was Li Qi.
This was the formidable cultivator who, as a Golden Core stage cultivator, could easily kill two Nascent Soul stage peak demon beasts. It was no longer surprising.
"Yes, I wonder where Senior Feng Dengxian is. I wish to see him."
Li Qi nodded and spoke directly.
If any other cultivator, even a Nascent Soul stage peak cultivator, wished to see Feng Dengxian, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, they would have to make proper requests and select a free time.
But Li Qi was different.
Li Qi easily learned Feng Dengxian's whereabouts and went to find him.
When Feng Dengxian heard that Li Qi had arrived, he was also quite surprised.
"Young friend, it has been many years. You have indeed also entered the Nascent Soul stage."
Li Qi did not speak directly, merely nodding slightly.
Then, Li Qi's gaze fell upon the two other elders beside Feng Dengxian.
Both of them exuded an aura no weaker than Feng Dengxian's.
Without a doubt, these were the other two human cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
Qi Youhuan and Chen Tu'an. One was at the seventh heaven of Nascent Soul stage, the other at the sixth heaven.
However, they were still slightly inferior to Feng Dengxian's cultivation at the eighth heaven of Nascent Soul stage.
The gazes of these two towards Li Qi were also extremely friendly.
When the human-demon gamble took place, it was Feng Dengxian who stepped forward, while these two had been in seclusion recuperating.
Therefore, this was the first time they had met Li Qi.
The two looked at Li Qi and could not help but smile kindly.
"Young friend, we have long heard of your great name."
"Heh, honored seniors. Let's discuss the barrier first."
With Li Qi's words, the atmosphere instantly became serious.
After a long while… Feng Dengxian's low voice sounded.
"If nothing unexpected happens, this barrier will likely dissipate within the next half month."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere became even more oppressive.
...
Half a month passed quietly.
And on this day, everything changed.
The already extremely thin barrier emitted a series of loud cracking sounds.
Both humans and demons alike turned their gazes towards the barrier that spanned the heavens and earth.
And in the next moment.
An incomparably terrifying aura erupted from the barrier.
This aura even made cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage feel a sense of dread.
But the aura came and went quickly.
Humans and demons looked up.
They found that the faint barrier that had still been there had completely vanished.
And in the next moment, a cold voice rang out.
"Demon race cultivators, kill!"
Within the demon race's main camp, several terrifying auras permeated the sky, pressing towards the human Great Wall from afar.
The masters of these auras were precisely the four demon race cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
This time, without exception, all of them were participating in the battle.
"Human cultivators, hold the line! Do not let them break into the inner world and harm our people within! "
"Hold firm! We will not retreat, even if we die!"
And in the next moment, on the human side, Feng Dengxian and the other two Nascent Soul stage cultivators leaped into the air, soaring upwards to engage the four demon race Nascent Soul stage cultivators in a fierce battle.
The moment these seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators clashed.
The sky instantly darkened, covered by dense clouds, and an oppressive aura descended from the heavens.
Terrifying roars echoed incessantly.
Heaven and earth trembled violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.
In front of the Great Wall of the Little Folk on the ground, the battlefield for low-level cultivators instantly became incredibly fierce.
Every minute and every second, countless cultivators and demon beasts perished.
Blood splattered, and a thick scent of blood assailed the senses.
As for those within the encirclement.
If the people outside could sense the weakening of the barrier, how could the people inside not?
At this moment, a figure clad in dragon robes wore a somber expression.
This was the current Emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty, King Jing He, the grandson of King Jing An, Jing Qian An.
Behind him, he led a large contingent of Foundation Establishment cultivators. These included members of the court's Demon Slaying Division, as well as cultivators and rogue cultivators from various sects across the land.
According to historical records, the demons and monsters from the outside world were incredibly powerful, far beyond anyone's imagination.
King Jing He clenched his fist, his heavy voice resonating.
"The barrier that has protected us for ten thousand years is about to disappear. The true demons and monsters are about to descend. The fate of the Great Jing realm rests on all of you, fellow daoists!"
"Your Majesty, we will do our utmost to defend and resist all foreign enemies!"
A voice filled with tragic determination rang out.
But in the next moment, when the barrier disappeared, King Jing He and all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present were stunned.
A great wall appeared before their eyes.
Human cultivators, each possessing strength beyond their imagination, roared and fought, wielding their weapons against the horde of demons and monsters.
"This..."
Soon, a cultivator from outside the encirclement arrived beside King Jing He and informed him of everything that had happened outside.
King Jing He finally came to his senses, his heart finally somewhat relieved.
So, outside the encirclement, there were still human cultivators with such immense power, constantly resisting the demons and monsters.
But in the next moment, the sky above suddenly shook.
"Bang!"
A violent explosion echoed.
Qi Youhuan, one of the three human Nascent Soul stage cultivators, was blasted flying.
And in the next moment, from the demon side, the newly promoted Mo Lin Demon King, exuding a dense demonic aura, seized this opportunity to break away from the Nascent Soul stage battlefield and head towards the inner world.
The terrifying aura of the Nascent Soul stage washed over them, leaving the many cultivators within the encirclement, including King Jing He, in despair.
How powerful was this?
Could this be the day our people within the encirclement perish?
And just then, a figure shot towards the Mo Lin Demon King with terrifying speed.
A fearsome punch, accompanied by spatial distortions, was thrown out.
"Bang!"
The once arrogant Mo Lin Demon King, to everyone's disbelief, was sent flying dozens of miles away by a single blow.
Both King Jing He and the numerous Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him turned their gazes.
In the next moment, when they clearly saw who it was that had stopped the Mo Lin Demon King.
The pupils of everyone present dilated with disbelief.
This face was too familiar, exactly the same.
Throughout the Great Jing, statues of this person were still worshipped today.
This is...
"The Imperial Advisor!"