Chapter 425 - 400: Million-Strong Army_1

Lin Yan informed that among the nine great Immortal Ruins, the Purple Wing and the Golden Sun Immortal Ruins were the most formidable, teeming with innumerable immortals and masters.

Most importantly, the immortal masters of these two ruins were not at the He Dao level, but rather, at the Spiritual God of the Ninth Turn, Crossing the Tribulation level.

At this stage, the physical body and the primordial spirit were more deeply regulated, life force was stronger, making them tougher to kill.

Moreover, their strength was considerably greater.

Even within the Immortal ruins, Lin Yan wouldn’t be able to kill them; if they were to deploy the Immortal Treasure, they might need to retreat themselves.

Thus, only four of the great Immortal Ruins were left for them to choose from.

However, the Sect Hierarch of Spirit Sect, the White Tiger Immortal Master, and Immortal Master Nanmang would undoubtedly defend them with all their might.

If these three masters were to scatter themselves to the three grand Immortal Ruins, and one of them at the He Dao level blocked Lin Yan, they wouldn’t have a chance to strike and kill the master of any Immortal Ruin.

The master of that Immortal Ruin, if desperate, could activate the damaged Immortal Treasure, which would be enough to deal with Lin Yan.

If they were entangled, once other masters from the Immortal Ruins arrived, they would be in danger.

Previously, they took the enemy by surprise but now that the enemy’s masters have increased and are on guard, it would be difficult to attack.

All they can do now is to improve themselves as much as possible and then do their best.

The two of them returned to the Red Flame Immortal Ruins as soon as possible.

Shen Yinuo was still closed off for cultivation, refining the residual Immortal Treasure of the Red Flame Immortal Ruins.

Lin Yan re-entered Shen Yinuo’s Great Sun Melting Furnace to help Shen Yinuo refine the Immortal Treasures while also discerning the essence of the Great Sun Melting Furnace. He wanted to recover his peak cultivation level as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Lu Yan returned to the Martial Alliance to summon the higher-ups and gave them a simple overview of the current situation.

"The current situation is extremely unfavorable for us."

Lu Yan stated.

"Alliance Hierarch, it is because of your grace that I am in my current respected position. Without you, I would still be struggling in a small gang in Changfeng City, not knowing when I would be killed and thrown into a sewer."

"Everything I have today is enough. I am willing to live and die with the Alliance Hierarch."

Li Quan was the first to stand up. He showed resolve and lacked fear.

"I am willing to shed my last drop of blood."

Wang Lin stepped forward.

"Master, should a man of greatness die in this world, it is preferable to die in battle. Even in death there is nothing to fear. As your disciple, I am ready to fight to the death. Kill one and break even, kill two and make a profit."

Wen Yuan spoke loudly.

"I am willing to fight to my last breath."

The others shouted.

"Good! With this spirit, why should we fear the Da Zhou Dynasty?"

"Summon all the martial forces of the Alliance, retreat to Wucheng City, defend the city with all our might. Also, the troops will have to intensify their training."

After issuing a series of commands, Lu Yan allowed the others to leave, retaining only Wen Yuan, Li Quan, Wang Lin, and a few other close allies.

"To be honest, I don’t hold any assurance of victory in this battle. Therefore, you must make arrangements for your families in advance. Li Quan, transport my parents to a secluded mountain village... "

Lu Yan instructed.

In reality, this was just for psychological comfort.

If they were defeated and the Spirit Sect and the Immortal Ruins conquered the world...

Given their capabilities, even if his parents and their families hid in remote mountain villages, they would be found.

In short, if they were to lose, all hope would be lost. Hiding would be useless.

After giving out the instructions, everyone left, and Lu Yan immediately entered the practice room and used his primordial spirit to drive the Thunder Bell into the Nine Layer Heaven and into the Thunder Sea.

"I have to venture deeper into the Thunder Sea to improve my speed of cultivation. I need to break through to the Fifth Transformation of Primordial Spirit as soon as possible. Only after breaking through to the Fifth Transformation will my strength truly be on par with He Dao, maybe even suppressing its level. Only then will I have a chance of survival."

Lu Yan’s eyes were resolute as he drove the Thunder Bell to venture deeper into the Thunder Tribulation Ocean.

The farthest he had gone before was a thousand miles into the Thunder Tribulation Ocean.

But this was far from enough.

He had to venture deeper and put himself in a desperate situation where he would either do or die.

In the meanwhile, he could also keep an eye out for the small Thunder Snakes.

If he could find a few Thunder Snakes, his cultivation speed would drastically improve.

Thousand miles, one thousand five hundred miles, two thousand miles, three thousand miles...

In one breath, Lu Yan ventured five thousand miles deep into the Ocean of Thunder.

Here, the power of the Thunder became extremely horrifying.

The sky was filled with Thunder, the color was deep and turned into a deep purple color. Each ray of thunder had the potential to cause destruction.

Even with the Thunder Bell at his disposal, it was getting hard to bear.

Boom!

Some of the thunder bypassed the Thunder Bell and struck Lu Yan, causing his primordial spirit to emit plumes of black smoke.

"I’m almost at my limit. I have to find the Thunder Snakes quickly."

Lu Yan drove the Thunder Bell and navigated through the thunder.

Whether it was because Lu Yan had exhausted his luck or because the Thunder Snakes were inherently scarce, Lu Yan searched the Thunder Sea for three days, but couldn’t find anything.

He didn’t even spot the traces of the Thunder Bull he encountered last time.

With time running out, Lu Yan didn’t want to hold on to this elusive hope. He stopped, lured the Thunder into the Thunder Bell, and refined his Primordial Spirit.

The Thunder here was too terrifying. Lu Yan didn’t dare to rush out all at once. If he did so, even with the protection of these ancient trees, he feared he would be smitten into ashes.

With the protection of the Thunder Bell, he lured the Thunder within, strengthening it little by little until reaching his limit.

Walking on the edge of this limit, Lu Yan’s Primordial Spirit gradually grew stronger each day, drawing closer to the fifth transformation of the Primordial Spirit.

...

Elsewhere, the Da Zhou Dynasty was gathering powerful warriors, dividing them into two routes.

One group attacked the Zhang Family in Jiangzhou.

The Zhang family, isolated and helpless, chose to surrender, but the Da Zhou Dynasty rejected their surrender. Wherever the army marched, blood flowed into rivers and the dead bodies covered the ground.

Every time after a bloody massacre, someone would hold up a crystal skull to absorb the blood and spirit of the deceased.

Another route of the grand army full of experts is attacking the Yuan Clan, Yin Clan, and Heavenly Dragon Army in the north.

Zhou Yuandao personally led troops, with the strong men from the Spirit Sect and Fairy Ruins, they directly arrived at the nest of the Heavenly Dragon Army.

The army leader of the Heavenly Dragon Army, a Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit existence, was incapable of breaking out of their encirclement and was killed by a few powerhouses of the same level.

The Yuan Clan, Yin Clan, and the Heavenly Dragon Army, the three major feudal princes, surrendered, but Da Zhou Dynasty rejected them all.

The armies of the three major feudal princes despaired, had no way out, and fought desperately. However, they were too weak compared to the Da Zhou Dynasty’s army. Wherever the Da Zhou Dynasty’s army passed, the armies of the three forces were harvested like straws.

In less than ten days, the blood energy and wandering spirits within the Lifeblood Sword were completely replenished.

The White Tiger Immortal Master and the Immortal Master Nanmang, wielding the Lifeblood Sword, severed the heavenly and earthly chains of Immortal Lord Bingfeng.

Another Immortal Lord at the He Dao level was freed from confinement.

After another ten or so days, the fourth Immortal Lord broke free.

Spirit Sect Headquarters.

"Yuji, you were the Duo Zhu in Lingdong for a few years, you should be familiar with Lu Yan, right?"

The Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect sat at the top and asked the question.

Below, stood a stunningly beautiful woman, well-shaped and attractive. If Lu Yan were here, he would definitely recognize this woman at a glance. This woman was once the Duo Zhu of the Spirit Sect in the six counties of Lingdong, the woman whose Martial Spirit was a Nine-Tailed Fox.

This woman, named Yuji.

This woman’s Martial Spirit was extremely advanced. Back then in Lingdong, she hadn’t awakened her potential. Later, after returning to the Spirit Sect and cultivating hard for decades, she had broken through to the First Transformation of Primordial Spirit not long ago.

"Yuji’s failure in Lingdong years ago was all thanks to Lu Yan’s meddling, and to think that in just a few decades, this man has grown into one of the strongest in the world. His cultivation speed is truly inconceivable," Yuji said.

"Back then in Lingdong was Lu Yan really only just recently broken through to grandmaster level?" The Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect asked.

"Yes, completely true. If Lu Yan was more advanced at that time, Yuji would not have been able to escape," said Yuji.

"Lu Yan does possess the Immortal Clan’s Immortal Treasure, but even with that, his cultivation speed is too exaggerated. He must be removed for us to feel at ease."

"Such a person should not be given time to grow. The sooner we get rid of him, the sooner we can rest easy. Go, send a message to all the Immortal Lords for them to come and see me," ordered the Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect.

The next day, the four Immortal Lords came together.

"You four should be more than capable of killing Lu Yan and Lin Yan when you join forces. Go to the Martial Alliance and bring me Lu Yan’s head," the Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect ordered.

His original plan was to wait until all the other Immortal Lords were freed from confinement, then crush Lu Yan and Lin Yan effortlessly.

But after a conversation with Yuji, he felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

The source of this unease was not Lin Yan, but Lu Yan.

"Yes!"

The four Immortal Lords responded in unison, vanishing instantly.

"What is that..."

One day, as Lu Yan was cultivating in the Nine Layer Heaven, he suddenly felt a sense of something wrong.

After refining Immortal Lord Red Flame, the distance his Martial Arts Avatar could move away from his body once again increased, reaching 3000 li.

In recent times, his Martial Arts Avatar had been hiding 3000 li away from his main body to prevent an unexpected attack from Fairy Ruins.

Just now, one of his avatars sensed several terrifying auras flying past, heading straight for Wu Mountain.

Without hesitation, his Primordial Spirit piloted the Thunder Bell, plunging down at the fastest speed to return to his physical body.

"Activate the formation!"

A loud shout echoed throughout Wu Mountain.

In an instant, numerous patterns emerged above Wu Mountain, transforming into a massive formation.

Over the years, aside from studying military armor formations, Zuo Yun had devoted most of his energy to the defensive formation of Wu Mountain.

In the world of wishing patterns, there were very few who could compare to Zuo Yun.

With Zuo Yun’s enhancement, and the massive investment of resources from Lu Yan, as well as the foundation originally laid by the Fang Family, the defensive formation of Wu Mountain had become extremely strong, and it is not inferior to some large sects that had been established for thousands of years.

A figure appeared silently next to Lu Yan.

It was Lin Yan.

Three days after Lu Yan returned to the Martial Alliance, Lin Yan and Shen Yinuo also left the Red Flame Immortal Ruins and returned to the Martial Alliance.

After all, Lu Yan and Lin Yan were weaker when separated and were afraid of giving Fairy Ruins an opportunity.

Only by joining forces could they be safe.

After Shen Yinuo returned to the Martial Alliance, she continued to refine the Immortal Treasure.

In the past several months, the experts and warriors from the Gu Family had also arrived at the Martial Alliance in succession.

Naturally, hundreds of thousands of the Gu Family’s warriors couldn’t possibly all come here.

In fact, only about a hundred thousand could arrive.

Still, the strength of the Martial Alliance had greatly increased, and the number of warriors had reached over two hundred thousand.

Furthermore, after the Yin Clan, Yuan Clan, and the Heavenly Dragon Army were wiped out, King Ming led his elite troops, abandoned Mingwang City, and all migrated to Wu Mountain to join the Martial Alliance.

Mingwang City was quite a distance from Wu Mountain.

If the Da Zhou Dynasty sent out a part of their troops to attack, the Martial Alliance wouldn’t have the time to come to their aid, and they can only be picked off one by one.

Now, it has come to the most critical moment, and King Ming, being a decisive person, directly abandoned all his territories, joined forces with the Martial Alliance, and engaged in a desperate battle.

Meanwhile, King Ming had sent nine waves of envoys to Dongfang Family and Nanjiang in succession, hoping to form an alliance with Dongfang Family and Nanjiang.

Nanjiang remained unresponsive, but the Dongfang Family made a decision quickly.

They agreed to form an alliance.

The reason was simple. The Zhang family of Jiangzhou, Yin Clan, Yuan Clan, and Heavenly Dragon Army had wanted to surrender but were rejected, their families were all killed, and their armies exterminated.

This made the Dongfang Family feel despair, and they could only fight desperately.

With this, nearly a hundred million elite warriors gathered near Wu Mountain, approaching an army of one million.