On one side, they were assisting the Abyssal Blue Divine Domain.
On the other side, things were equally busy; the Bhikkhu were also rallying within the Abyssal Blue Divine Domain, aiding the Fallen Civilization.
Yuan Yuan, now in charge, looked grim. "The war has just begun, yet it has already escalated to this extent. Out of our 107 beings, eight have already fallen!"
"Eight... eight!?" someone exclaimed, abruptly standing up in shock.
Those were great enlightened beings with perfect Dao foundations, entities capable of reaching the ultimate Tenth-tier!
For eight of them to fall at the very start was simply unbelievable!
"That's impossible!"
A solemn councilor, clad in a black suit, said in a low voice, "They couldn't have fallen. If it were before, perhaps, but perfected enlightened beings now possess the advantage of the Faith System. Their recovery ability is terrifying. As long as they aren't completely encircled in a large-scale siege or deep within enemy territory, it's impossible for their energy to be depleted and for them to be forcibly killed by those Fallen ones!"
Around him, many nodded in agreement. It was true.
While it might have been possible for them to be ambushed and killed before, after becoming Incense Gods, their direct combat power didn't seem to increase, but their recovery ability improved tenfold. How terrifying was that?
They could almost exhaust their opponents to death!
This recovery ability also perfectly countered the burst damage of the "Inspectors" and their signature three-strike combo. Once they withstood the initial wave of attacks, their opponents would be at their mercy.
The Faith System, one could say, completely countered the burst-damage mechanics of Dao Artifacts.
"Indeed, under normal circumstances, there shouldn't have been any casualties..." Yuan Yuan said. "Our current combat strength is highly effective against their system. But those who fell weren't from the Fallen Civilization; they were from the Buddhist Order!"
"The Buddhist Order? How is that possible?"
"Yes, they seem to possess some inexplicable method," Yuan Yuan explained. "A virus can pass into mini-spaces, infecting the sentient beings within the transcendent mini-worlds carried by our people. This leads to massive infection and assimilation, rendering the Faith System completely ineffective. That's why they were ambushed and killed."
So, the Buddhist Order also perfectly countered the Faith System?
They fell silent, realizing this meant their Faith System, when cultivated in the presence of the Buddhist Order, was as good as not cultivated at all?
Furthermore, it was like gifting the enemy a massive package; all accumulated sentient beings, bred for their power, would be assimilated and absorbed?
Goosebumps began to rise on their skin.
This sinister dimensional civilization, the Buddhist Order, was too horrifying. After such absorption, there was no telling how powerful they had become.
"Don't worry, although our civilization lost eight enlightened beings, the enemy has also lost hundreds of their Inspectors..." Yuan Yuan took a deep breath. "Still, we never imagined that the initial probing phase of the war would become so brutal... The main reason is that the enemy found certain mercenaries."
"What mercenaries?"
"They're a group of insane Ninth-tier beings. Originally, our encounter was merely a probe, but they immediately cleared a path by sacrificing their lives, self-destructing, and using their deaths to create focused fire advantages for other Inspectors, forcing us into an intense battle stage, which led to such a brutal start to the conflict."
Silence fell over the entire council.
After all, both sides valued life. Those of comparable strength would generally choose to tacitly retreat, only encircling and killing smaller enemy forces. But facing opponents of similar strength head-on explained the heavy casualties.
"This situation cannot continue any longer."
Suddenly, a voice echoed through the air.
"Heavenly Venerate."
All beings present at the war council immediately stood up, showing utmost respect.
A voice resonated from high above:
"Losing eight enlightened beings is already too painful for us. They were perfect enlightened beings. We will directly enter our final state. All of you, unleash your strongest combat power immediately. We cannot afford any more losses."
As these words fell, the expressions of all the enlightened beings suddenly changed, revealing extreme, incredulous horror.
They understood the Abyssal Blue Heavenly Venerate's meaning: they were being asked to directly break through to the weak Tenth-tier!
After all, they were high-tier Ninth-tier beings who had lived for three to four hundred thousand years. How could they remain at that tier without progress? They had, in fact, been deducing the Dao Seed path to the Tenth-tier and could have broken through long ago.
Not to mention those ranked higher among them, even the eight fallen perfect enlightened beings, though ranked extremely low, could have broken through to the Tenth-tier.
However, breaking through to the weak Tenth-tier was the weakest kind, only achieving a Dao Path of 3 to 8 in the Tenth-tier.
Stronger breakthroughs, like those at Yuan Yuan's level, could break through to around 20 in one go, and even more powerful ones could reach over 30 on the Tenth-tier Dao Path.
"Heavenly Venerate, asking us to break through, does this mean we're entering the final decisive battle?" someone asked, aghast.
"Yes," the voice from the sky replied.
"Heavenly Venerate, once we break through, there's no turning back. What if..." another being said, filled with uncertainty. Over a hundred weak Tenth-tier beings! Once they condense their "Dao Seeds," each one's combat power would at least triple.
Combined with the blessings of the Faith System, the Fallen Civilization would be utterly powerless to resist.
But what then?
Over a hundred weak Tenth-tier beings meant over a hundred Dao Seeds. This was too tempting, making them extremely uneasy.
With the power to absolutely crush the Fallen Civilization, did they think the enemy would be afraid?
This was precisely what they desired!
They would only become crazier, descending into utter madness.
Over a hundred "Dao Seeds," laid bare before their eyes! They would turn into rabid dogs, ganging up to encircle and kill them. Although their combined strength could ultimately destroy the enemy civilization, many of those hundred-plus Dao Seeds would likely be seized!
The enemy's disregard for their lives was terrifying.
"Heavenly Venerate, the battle has only just begun. Although eight enlightened beings have fallen, they were lower-ranked and were ambushed only by relying on the Faith System to delve deep... We don't necessarily have to unleash our full strength from the outset."
"Precisely! A fight to the death at the very beginning of the war would be far too premature!"
"There's no need to hesitate," came the voice of a Heavenly Venerate from the sky. "The final battle is now. If you don't break through, you'll end up like those eight enlightened beings, encircled and killed without even a chance to break through. Wouldn't that be a pity? There's no need for fear; the Faith Civilization is strong enough."
"We are also strong enough. Looking back at the history of ancient ruins across this land, do you remember our original aspiration and the pride of our civilization?"
"We have investigated countless ancient ruins and discovered that we are the strongest weak Tenth-tier civilization in history, bar none. We are the only ones truly qualified to step into the ultimate realm!"
"We are indescribably powerful, because once we fully unleash our strength, we will command a hundred weak Tenth-tier beings. What civilization, throughout history, can compare to that?"
The councilors present stirred slightly, their faces showing a mix of determination and pride. This was the glory of the Abyssal Blue Divine Domain; would the final chapter of their civilization's historical epic be written on this day?
Success, or failure.
"We..."
Someone started to speak, then stopped.
"We..."
Someone else whispered.
"Let us break through."
A voice resounded clearly among the crowd.
"The ultimate Great Dao is before us. Haven't we pursued this dream, walking through the starry cosmos since our youth, precisely for this day?"
Their expressions became complex for the first time. Reaching this day had been incredibly difficult. They had left their planets, abandoned their homes, lost loved ones and families, and even forsaken some beliefs.
Seekers of the Dao suffered the most.
Yet they continued to advance resolutely, solely to stand at the pinnacle and behold grander landscapes and dazzling colors.
"Go then."
The three Heavenly Venerates spoke softly.
They watched these enlightened beings, who merely believed they were fighting the Fallen Civilization and that the weak Tenth-tier was the peak. They were unaware of the potentially far more terrifying disaster and future that could erupt.
They did not know the truth of the Cosmic Garden, nor that reaching the ultimate Tenth-tier meant not only facing the Fallen blocking their path from behind, but also ultimate beings obstructing the road ahead.
"Life is long, but it is merely a pursuit of this moment's glory." They smiled at each other.
The hundred Ninth-tier enlightened beings also exchanged smiles, then burst into boisterous laughter. "This is likely a rare sight in history, and you and I are among them."
They looked up into the distance, "The Gate of the Great Dao..."
The sky trembled.
Countless Great Daos, like transparent, invisible tentacles, writhed in the void, piercing into unknown dimensions and pulling forth ancient laws.
Churning energy transformed into mist, covering the entire sky.
A deep, resonant thrumming began...
The world quaked. An unnamed melody of the Great Dao faintly echoed through the cosmos, spreading across the entire Abyssal Blue Divine Domain, the Fallen Civilization, and countless sentient planets.
It was as if the entire nebula galaxy inexplicably heard a beautiful, clear song.
Plants on the planets swayed, every living being looked up, fish leaped from the water. Their very souls and bodies seemed to tremble as they heard faint, ethereal hymns, as if they were the universe's salutation.
Golden threads of light, unnoticed until now, began to drift down, carrying an exquisite brilliance.
"The Whispers of the Great Dao..."
On the distant battlefield, countless powerful beings looked up, as if sensing some incredible birth from the unseen. They saw massive, hazy silhouettes rising from the ground.
No two silhouettes were alike; each was intricately carved with countless symbols and patterns, depicting flames, flowing water, mountains, living beings, starry cosmos, everything.
Suddenly, the silhouettes glowed with a layer of pure white light. Countless symbols of law, like turning gears, flickered as if breathing, and an immense, unparalleled storm of terrifying pressure blasted outwards in all directions.
"They, over a hundred of them, have all chosen to achieve the Dao? Are they mad?"
"The Abyssal Blue Divine Domain, the strongest weak Tenth-tier civilization in the history of this vast galaxy, has finally unleashed its last roar, writing the path to the future with its own blood."
"This giant is about to unleash all the power accumulated over five hundred thousand years, directing its final roar at the entire world. The giant is running across the galaxy's lands, carving out a true path of blood."
"This is the final day." On the battlefield, all the ordinary enlightened beings looked up, their faces revealing a complex mix of determination and excitement. Then, they suddenly laughed nervously, "And what about us?"
Didn't we begin cultivating the transcendent path precisely to witness the ultimate vista?
The enemy is too strong. Should we flee?
It certainly seems like a good time to flee!
But can they still escape?
The moment they fell, there was no turning back.
Over a hundred Dao Seeds...
"This is it! This is it!!!" the fallen enlightened beings murmured, feeling their blood thoroughly boil as they silently gazed at the sky in the distance.
Everyone clearly knew that at this moment, the gears of fate in the galaxy were about to undergo a drastic change.
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