Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills Chapter 377 – The Situation in the Northern State

Chapter 377: Chapter 84: The Situation in the Northern State

Elsewhere.

Central State, the sun rises.

One after another, earth-shaking news spreads from the direction of Western State, quickly passing through the various sects and major forces in the human world, almost everyone in Central State is aware of the events that took place in Western State.

“Prince Zhao Huai of Yan has actually re-emerged and headed to Anxi Prefecture in his first battle. With his incredible sword skill, he single-handedly changed the tide of battle and defeated the Demon Emperor?!”

“The Empress of the Xia Country has led the battle herself and really won against the Primitive World’s demon clan!”

“A miracle appeared in the Cairo airspace, and the Crow Immortal descended to the human world!”

“How can an ancient god descend on this world? Is the Western State going to change again?”

The major changes that occurred in Western State have shaken everyone like an earthquake, causing a tense atmosphere among all cultivators.

Zhao Huai has already returned to Central State Xia’s Capital with the injured disciples and Yu Qinghan to rest and recover. The Abbot Lingyin and other elders, Zhou Ping, Dongfang Xuan, etc., are left behind in Anxi Prefecture to defend the place.

Yu Qinghan plans to discuss some strategies to deal with the upcoming invasion of the powerful forces from various places.

As they enter the Xia’s territory and pass a town along the way, fortunately, they do not find any traces of demons. Instead, they encounter two strange-looking monks, one fat, and one thin.

“It’s them.”

Yu Qinghan reveals surprise in her clear eyes on the green slatestone street.

Zhao Huai glances at the two of them, questioning doubtfully:

“Know them?”

Yu Qinghan nods slowly: “Yes, Monks Cang Long and Fu Hu from the Little Lingyin Temple. They are my road guardians.”

While they are observing Monks Cang Long and Fu Hu, Monk Fu Hu also sees Yu Qinghan and quickly steps forward with his hands clasped together, uttering a Buddhist chant:

“Amitabha, poor Monk Fu Hu pays his respects to Your Majesty. We originally wanted to go to the Western State to find you and participate in the battle there, but we didn’t expect to meet you here. It’s perfect timing. I’ve heard that the war in the Western State has ended and the human race has won?”

“Indeed. The Primitive World should be unable to launch large-scale attacks for some time.” Yu Qinghan responds.

Then, Monk Fu Hu turns his gaze to Zhao Huai, smiling with a round face, saying, “This must be the famous Prince Zhao Huai of Yan, I’ve heard so much about you.”

Zhao Huai sees his politeness and slightly clasps his fists in respect: “Both esteemed monks are great figures in Buddhism. There’s no need to be so humble.”

Both monks are in the Rebirth Realm with strong Qi. Monk Fu Hu is broad and powerful with a positive attitude, while Monk Cang Long is reserved. With this combination, there must be a reason why Little Lingyin Temple chose them. These two are the backbone of the Buddhist religion and powerful assets in future battles for the human race.

Monk Fu Hu nods silently to Zhao Huai’s exceptional temperament and speaks to Yu Qinghan: “My junior brother and I have been traveling westward, slaying demons and exorcising devils along the way to inform Your Majesty about the situation in the Northern State Battlefield.”

“How is the Northern State Battlefield?”

Yu Qinghan’s willow-leaf eyebrows furrow slightly as she asks solemnly.

Monk Fu Hu’s tiger-like eyes, filled with divine energy, dim as he sighs: “The situation in the Northern State Battlefield is hard to describe in a few words…”

At this moment, the silent Monk Cang Long finally speaks: “The Northern State Battlefield has further deteriorated. Within a few months, the rear of the entire Northern Wolf Empire has already collapsed and turned into a human purgatory. Led by the Yellow Springs, the Bloody Devil Clan’s Chi Huang, several Nine-Tribulation Ghost Kings, and the Shura War Generals of the Shura Clan have all launched an attack together. It won’t be long before they break into the Ten States of the North, and half of the million li territory in the North will be subjected to the devastation of the Yellow Springs.”

Zhao Huai’s face is heavy, and as he listens, he hears a familiar name and interrupts:

“Chi Huang… doesn’t he have a son named Di Yuan?”Monk Cang Long nodded: “That’s right, Di Yuan is the legitimate son of Chi King, a tier-six Bloody Devil. His flesh has undergone six refines by the Blood Ancestor, making his strength comparable to that of a human cultivator in the Rebirth Realm.”

“Your Highness, have you met this fellow before?”

Monk Fu Hu asked curiously.

“Yes, when defeating the Demon Army, people from the netherworld came halfway. We met and fought briefly, as well as with the Shura Clan and the Yaksha Clan.” Zhao Huai’s expression was somber.

Monk Fu Hu’s usual smile turned serious. “Shura and Yaksha are both powerful demon races from the netherworld. Especially the Shura Clan, they have extremely strong combat prowess. Their physical strength is three times that of ordinary cultivators. The 3,000 sword servants organized by the Exquisite Palace, and the coalition forces formed by various great sects and local families, can’t resist and are breaking down.”

Hearing that, Zhao Huai’s mood was very heavy.

He could imagine that the Northern State must be in a bloody chaos by now, just like Anxi Prefecture. Whenever a city wall is broken through, dozens of humans will become vessels for the demons.

If the Northern Wolf Empire falls completely, won’t its fate be the same as the previous Shenluo Empire?

Now, the Northern Wolf Empire acts as a buffer against the Xia’s territory. The ten lost states of the North Country have surprisingly become a buffer zone.

Monk Cang Long continued: “Additionally, we also discovered that the Bloody Devil Clan can disguise themselves as humans. Once they infiltrate Central State, assassinate border cultivators and launch surprise attacks from behind, the war might end early.”

“Blood Devils can disguise themselves as human cultivators?”

Upon learning this news, Yu Qinghan’s concern deepened.

Zhao Huai had already known this.

Back in Nanyu Prefecture, several Blood Devils disguised themselves as Yan soldiers and sneaked into the mansion to eavesdrop. He killed them on the spot.

If the Blood Devils really infiltrate the human race, it could easily create chaos.

Zhao Huai pondered: “It seems that we need to plan carefully for the Western and Northern States. The premise is to ensure the stability of Spiritual Mountains. If all cultivators leave for the two places, Central State will be left extremely vulnerable, allowing the Devil Sect to exploit the situation. Once the Immortal Sect falls, the cultivators of various great sects will lose their foundation, and the whole world will face turbulence.”

Amitabha. “If Buddha were still in the world, these demons would not have the chance to wreak havoc. It’s a pity that since 800 years ago, our Buddhist path has not produced another Heavenly Lord like Buddha,” said Monk Fu Hu with a soft sigh, feeling regretful.

“Maybe there really is a way to bring Buddha back to the human world.”

Zhao Huai thought for a while, and an idea flashed through his mind, with a brilliant smile.

Monk Fu Hu shook his head helplessly: “Your Highness, don’t joke about it. If there really is such a method, would the invasion of other worlds still matter?”

Zhao Huai explained seriously: “I’m not joking. The Holy Raven Sect used a ritual from the Sorceress Sect to successfully summon the Crow Immortal. Have you heard about it?”

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Monk Fu Hu and Monk Cang Long looked at each other and then nodded. They said solemnly, “The Sorceress Ancient Sect, originated from mainstream Buddhism, is the state religion of the Shenluo Empire. We’ve naturally heard of it. However, this method of invoking divine spirit may not necessarily be effective for Buddhists, and if it is, it would require a huge price.”

“How would we know without trying?”

Zhao Huai’s eyes sparkled.

Why should the human race be used as a sacrifice to summon evil gods?

Can’t the demons be used as a sacrifice to let human immortals descend?