The myriad races had come under the lure of invisible forces—wanting to snatch fate from Great Yi and grow stronger themselves. But in truth, they were ill-prepared. What they didn't expect was that Great Yi refused to follow convention, directly choosing head-on confrontation.
With the Disciple Armies wreaking havoc and no true coordination between the invading races, the war descended into chaos.
The psychological defenses of countless foreign warriors and demons collapsed.
Who wants to die, if they can live?
This wasn't a battlefield of glory—it was a realm of despair.
Retreat!Flee far, far away.
Neither the pirates nor the demons had a centralized command.In a victorious charge, they could act with momentum.But once they were pushed into retreat, their lack of discipline became glaring.
They were, after all, just a patchwork of misfit armies.
Though not weak in numbers, the unending waves of Great Yi's disciplined armies struck like heavy hammers upon the mind, shattering resolve.
Demons, despite being evolved from vicious beasts, had gained intelligence. And with it, fear of death.
It was natural instinct—avoid disaster, seek fortune.
And now, fear gripped them.
They faltered.
They fled.
"There's no doubt now. Great Yi has already won this war. Their ascension to a Sacred Court is no longer in question."
"Brutal. In just this one war, the number of lives lost must be in the trillions. The battlefield is a monster that devours life."
"But these pirates and demons are just rabble, with no unified command or coordinated training. They couldn't form battle formations or respond effectively. Their defeat was inevitable."
"Had they broken through the Iron-Blood Great Wall at the start, things might have turned out differently. But now—there's no turning back."
Longevity Dao Lord, Carefree Wanderer, and others nodded in silent agreement.
The trend of the war was now obvious.Unless an earth-shattering change occurred, Great Yi had secured victory.
Within Great Yi's territory, the Nine Heavens Dao Sovereigns no longer dared make a move.
Though many monsters and Blood Asuras still wandered the land, the threat was contained.
Now, with all four battlefronts collapsing, and demons and pirates fleeing, the situation reached its breaking point.
But fleeing wasn't that easy.
Great Yi's soldiers chased them down, locking on like wolves scenting blood.
Want to start a war?Then don't think you can just walk away when you please.
With the enemy armies retreating, Great Yi's suppressed fate surged.
Vitality spread across the land, and the disastrous aura lifted.
Heaven and Earth recognized Great Yi's triumph over calamity—The Sacred Court had truly emerged.
This shift did not escape Yi Tianxing's notice.
A smile appeared on his face.
Then, he raised his voice in a thunderous proclamation:
"The Sacred Court of Great Yi—is established!"
His voice, powered by Heaven's Dao, spread across the entire Eternal World.
At this moment, Great Yi was officially elevated to Sacred Court—with no possibility of reversal.
"Great Yi Sacred Court—the first Sacred Court of the Eternal World!"
"They actually did it. So fast. But we still have time. We can't let Great Yi stand alone in glory."
"We'll become a Sacred Court too—sooner or later."
Countless cultivators turned to look toward Great Yi, determination burning in their eyes.
The road ahead would take centuries, millennia, or even longer, but catching up—or even surpassing—was not impossible.
"Congratulations, Daoist Yi. Great Yi's rise to Sacred Court is complete. From now on, you are truly a Sacred King."
"A magnificent spectacle indeed. Worthy of celebration. From today forward, Great Yi is unbound—free to soar across the heavens, sheltering billions of people. A boundless act of merit."
"Sacred Courts surpass Sacred Lands. In the coming clash with Eternal Night, we'll be relying on Great Yi more than ever."
Great Yi's rise meant that Yi Tianxing's status instantly soared—now a Sacred King, his authority matched or exceeded that of the ancient powerhouses.
The difference between an Empire and a Sacred Court was like heaven and earth.
"Thank you, fellow Daoists, for attending the ceremony," Yi Tianxing responded with a smile."Later, there will be wine at the Sacred King's Palace. I hope you won't find it lacking."
"That's the proper way!" Lu Chunyang laughed."Where there's victory, there must be good wine!"
But beyond the celebration, the Eight Immortals had another goal—one of their own had likely reincarnated within Great Yi. Lu Chunyang was already considering how to awaken that person.
"Sacred King," said Zhuge Liang, stepping forward."The tide has turned. The pirates and demons are in full retreat. Our armies continue to chase them down. What are your orders?"
The battlefield was clearly under control.Many demons were still locked in combat, but those who hadn't yet been caught were already fleeing for their lives.
The outcome was clear—only mopping up remained.
Yi Tianxing raised his gaze, his voice like a decree of fate:
"They chose when this war began. But only I decide when it ends."
He looked out as if seeing all four seas—Bohai, the Caribbean, the Dead Sea, and the Demon Sea—as if they were right in front of him.
"Pass the order—The Iron-Blood Great Wall is to expand outward by 100 li every day.All armies are to follow and conquer the Four Great Regions.Any who surrender may live—those who resist… shall die."
His words left no room for defiance.
"Yes, we obey the Sacred King's divine command," Zhuge Liang replied, his eyes flashing with light.
The surrounding ministers were visibly moved, joy creeping across their faces.
"Good," Yi Tianxing nodded."Order the battlefield cleared. We return tomorrow for the Grand Court Assembly.The nation's fortune will be returned to the people.We shall plan the expansion of our borders."
"Yes, Sacred King."
On the 17th day of the first month,
Eternal Year 50—Despite battles still raging across the land, the outcome was decided.
In the cities, monsters were being eliminated.
Though some civilians had been harmed, the damage was limited.
Bounty hunters, the Six Doors organization, and disciples from major immortal sects all joined the effort to purge the cities.
The overall situation was under control.
The monsters that had fled into the wilderness or the blood-soaked Blood Asuras would take longer to eliminate, but it wasn't a critical issue.
Meanwhile, with the Sacred Court now officially recognized, citizens—even while hunting monsters—still had time to light fireworks.
Colorful fireworks bloomed across the sky, spreading an air of festivity and triumph.
"This is bullying!"The demons roared in frustration.
"We're being massacred—and they're celebrating with fireworks?!"
Far above, in the Nine Heavens—
A few cold snorts echoed through the void.
"What a pity. Great Yi's geomantic formation was too powerful. We couldn't destroy their immortal cities and sever their roots."
"If we acted again, we'd have to descend personally. But breaking the Mountains and Rivers Imperial Map would unleash karma like a sea—we can't touch that casually."
"Still, there are monsters and Blood Asuras left. That's our chess piece. It may yet prove useful. Great Yi was lucky this time. Their fate wasn't meant to be broken… but the next time, they won't be so fortunate."
"Let him bask in his glory. In a hundred, a thousand years—will it still be prosperity? Or only fire and smoke?"
With that, their voices vanished into the void.
They would no longer interfere.Their earlier actions had aligned with Heaven's will—interfering further now would only bring backlash.
Below, within Great Yi:
From every immortal city, golden national fate soared into the skies, merging with the True Fate Dragon.
Even the wilds began to exude a lush green aura—a sign of life and prosperity.