Wherever she passed, whether it was the Dragon Clan or the Qilin Clan, even some unlucky bystander holy beings, were all drawn into the flames of war.

"Amitabha... pfft! This item is destined for me!"

In a corner of the battlefield, Zhunti Daoist, the Taibai Venerable, was deftly tucking a Phoenix True Feather, glowing with multicolored radiance, into his sleeve, a look of harvest joy on his face.

Next to him, Zhen Yuanzi, Venerable Star, saw this and his mouth twitched: "This is probably Yuan Huang's relic after death, it's inappropriate for us to just take it."

"Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, what's there to fear!"

Zhunti looked around, seeing no one paying attention to them, he laughed: "When the time comes, retreat to the Taiwei, ask the Heavenly Emperor to help refine it into a Spiritual Treasure. Even if Yuan Huang resurrects, what can she do to us?"

Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.

He always felt something was off, but couldn't pinpoint it.

"Ah, forget it!"

Zhen Yuanzi thought for a moment, deciding not to worry about these things.

He shook his body and transformed into a Daoist Child.

What kind of appearance does this Daoist Child have?

One could see his clear bones and vibrant spirit, handsome appearance, hair tied in a topknot bun, short and fluffy. His Daoist robe naturally swirling with mist, his feather clothing with fluttering sleeves. Belt tightly tied in a dragon head knot, straw sandals lightly woven with silk threads.

"Ahem, now I am not Venerable Star, just a mushroom-picking Daoist Child."

The Daoist Child cleared his throat and wandered around the battlefield.

Before long, a nursery rhyme echoed from the void.

"Little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket, barefoot in the morning light, walks through woods and hills, she picks the most mushrooms, countless like stars..."

Wherever the Daoist Child went, "mushrooms" were picked.

Zhunti looked at Zhen Yuanzi's actions, utterly dumbfounded, a big "服" character written on his face.

"Daoist friend Venerable Star truly embodies our Taiwei Constellation's unconventional spirit!"

"Who are you?"

At this time, a small group of panic-stricken, leaderless Qilin Clan wanderers ran into Zhunti.

Having been blasted away moments ago, Zhunti had actually changed his appearance.

Having just had a "服" character written on his face, no one could recognize this as the Taiwei God.

"Me? I am 'Old Ancestor of Compliance'!"

Zhunti pointed at his face, cheerfully looking at the little Qilins: "Fellow Daoists, the mortal world is a sea of suffering, conflicts never cease, since your Ancestor has fallen, why not seek another path..."

"Who are you, get lost!" An angry shout came, the injured Mo Yu Qilin lifted a hoof to stomp.

Zhunti Daoist flickered, easily dodging, continuing his mumbling: "This Daoist friend has too much anger, detrimental to cultivation."

"Why not come back to the mountain with me, 'Old Ancestor of Compliance,' let's have a good chat..."

Quick as lightning, he seized the moment when the Mo Yu Qilin was distracted, picking up another set of Qilin Horns from the ground.

The Mo Yu Qilin's eyes turned red: "Come back here!"

"Daoist friend, do not rush, these 'unowned items' I am merely safeguarding."

"Safeguard my foot!" The Mo Yu Qilin transformed into its divine form, swinging two Golden Whips.

"You're fierce, Old Ancestor yields!" Zhunti turned and ran.

In this chaotic battlefield, Zhunti and Zhen Yuanzi were having the time of their lives.

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At this moment, several powerful presences descended on the battlefield.

The Taiwei Gods arrived.

"By decree of the Heavenly Emperor! The Three Races must cease hostilities immediately!!"

Nuwa stepped forward first, her voice icy, carrying undeniable authority.

However, the murderous rage of the Three Races' holy beings at this moment prevented them from listening to reason.

"Get lost! Who dares to stop us from avenging the Clan Leader!"

Their response to Nuwa was several violent Divine Skills.

Nuwa's brows raised in anger, just about to act, but was stopped by Ming River beside her.

"Oh dear, dear, calm down, calm down!"

Void Bright Venerable Ming River's face was full of smiles, he said: "Mediation requires skill, watch me."

With that, he addressed the charging holy beings of the Three Races in a loud voice, "Fellow Daoists! Fighting and killing harm harmony, when will this cycle of vengeance end?"

"In my view, it would be better for everyone to sit down, have a cup of tea, chat, talk about life, talk about ideals, explore the great harmony of life..."

He spoke eloquently, his words flowing smoothly, attempting to move the Three Races' holy beings with reason.

Instead, it brought back even fiercer attacks.

"Ah, there's no helping it, then I must up the intensity a bit."

Ming River looked resigned.

He looked at the chaotic fighting, blood flashing in his eyes, that invisible power of the Depraved Heavenly Dao silently spread out.

Thus, a more bizarre scene unfolded on the battlefield:

A Qilin God Monarch about to unleash Divine Skills suddenly slipped, comically kissing the ground, his mana abruptly interrupted;

A True Dragon was in the midst of spewing dragon breath, when suddenly it sneezed, the dragon breath veered off drastically, hitting its own ally;

A maddened Phoenix Great Power was chasing a Turtle Clan cultivator, suddenly fell into a nearby space rift...

Various "accidents" occurred frequently, though not causing fatal injuries, greatly disrupted the battlefield's rhythm, making once violent attacks awkward and sporadic.

Ming River watched his handiwork, smiling.

Having entered the Realm of Taixu, he could now skillfully control his Depraved Heavenly Dao!

"Meng Zhang, shall our two clans cease fighting first?" White Tiger God Monarch saw Fu Xi take away the Primordial Qilin, he sighed in relief.

"Alright!" Within the Dragon Clan, Gui Chancellor risked his life, finally breaking through the encirclement and left with the Ancestor Dragon's body.

Azure Dragon glanced at the frenzied Phoenix Clan, then cupped his hands towards the sky: "Since the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor mediates, we are willing to give the Heavenly Emperor face."

"However, the fellow Daoists of the Phoenix Clan seem irrational, we hope Taiwei can advise them."

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