Alarms erupted across the nine fortresses of the Shenxia Empire at the sa instant. The Demon Watcher Eye had detected the enemy from a great distance.
Feng Tianzong’s expression shifted. He imdiately linked his consciousness to the Demon Watcher Eye.
Two seconds later, he said in a heavy tone, “It’s the Dragonkind. Serene God was right.”
Ye Hao’s expression shifted, “Then the Abyssal Demons and the Dragonkind really have joined forces.”
Feng Tianzong gave a low hum. He had thought ng Anwen was overly cautious, perhaps even paranoid, but reality had proven otherwise.
The Abyss and the Dragonkind had indeed ford an alliance.
Though Feng Tianzong wasn’t as sharp a strategist as ng Anwen, he was far from foolish.
Realization struck, and he hissed through clenched teeth, “There are still spies of the Demons among us.”
“That last great purge didn’t wipe those scum out completely.”
Ye Hao lowered his voice, “Did Anwen say anything else before he left?”
“He did.” Feng Tianzong replied, “Activate the Eternal Great Wall.”
Ye Hao was stunned. He hadn’t expected ng Anwen to be so decisive.
Had he uncovered sothing?
Only a mont of hesitation passed before Ye Hao made his choice. He trusted ng Anwen.
“Then activate it!”
He and Feng Tianzong issued the command simultaneously. As the highest-ranking figures in the military, they possessed absolute authority.
The mont the command spread, the nine fortresses burst into brilliant radiance.
The Eternal Great Wall was the Shenxia Empire’s strongest defensive system in the Dinsional Battlefield.
Once activated, the nine fortresses linked together as one, forming a colossal wall that sealed every passage between the Dinsional Battlefield and the Shenxia Empire.
The Shenxia Empire’s defensive systems within the Human World activated in unison.
The Shenxia Empire entered a state of total lockdown: all external teleportation formations were sealed and space itself was locked to prevent intrusion.
At the sa ti, internal teleportation formations were requisitioned for military deploynt.
Activating the Eternal Great Wall signified one thing: the Shenxia Empire had entered the state of war.
In the 1,000 years since its creation, the Eternal Great Wall had been activated only a handful of tis. Each instance marked the beginning of a world-shaking battle.
This ti was no exception.
Though the great battle had not officially begun, ng Anwen had acted with chilling foresight.
Under Feng Tianzong and Ye Hao’s command, the Eternal Great Wall roared to life.
Alarms echoed throughout the land as the Shenxia Empire entered a sealed state where exit was permitted, but not entry.
As the Dragonkind troops advanced, Dragon King auras surging skyward.
Every fortress faced Dragon Kings.
God-level powerhouses of the Shenxia Empire mobilized instantly.
The empire’s response was lightning-fast. They were fully prepared before the first blow fell.
Feng Tianzong’s communicator erupted with incoming reports.
The Dragonkind weren’t attacking the Shenxia Empire alone. Fortresses across other nations were under assault as well.
In many regions, battles had already begun. Smaller nations and factions, caught off guard, collapsed the mont contact was made.
The Dragon Kings were dispatched in full force. At the sa ti, on the Eagle Kingdom’s side, the Abyssal Demon Kings launched their own offensive.
All signs pointed to a war that would shake the world to its core.
Watching the Dragonkind troops gathering beyond the fortress, Feng Tianzong’s expression was extrely grim. Old Bai and the others were likely in grave danger.
Ye Hao received the sa intelligence. The three-way deadlock he had hoped for never materialized.
Instead of the humans and the Demons joining forces against the Dragonkind, as they had 1,000 years ago, the Demons and the Dragonkind had united against humanity.
At this point, there was only one path left: war.
Dragonkind warships filled the sky, blazing with energy. Attacks poured down like a torrential storm, hamring the fortresses without pause.
Yet the Eternal Great Wall, refined and reinforced over a millennium, stood unmoved.
In response, massive war machinery rose from within the fortresses—terrifying weapons never before revealed, reserved solely for monts when the Eternal Great Wall was active.
Linked directly to the formations, they unleashed a ferocious counterattack.
Compared to the nations that crumbled at first contact, the Shenxia Empire revealed its imnse power.
Still, Feng Tianzong felt no relief.
ng Anwen and the others had clearly been lured into the Abyss under false pretenses.
Without half-step Transcendent God-level powerhouses intervening, those three were humanity’s strongest pillars.
If anything happened to them, it would be a devastating blow to the entire human race.
Feng Tianzong himself was still a step away from level 96 and needed more ti.
Mo Xinghai and the others were no different.
All they could do now was wait and pray that the trio would return safely.
…
Suddenly, Antares blinked, his gaze shifting in a certain direction.
His vision pierced the void, bridging vast stretches of space to observe everything unfolding on the Dinsional Battlefield.
“So the fighting has begun?”
“The Demons have actually allied with the Dragonkind… how interesting.”
Antares muttered to himself, then his gaze shifted again—first to the Dragonkind World, then to the Abyss.
“Hm? Those three little fellows… how did they end up in the Abyss?”
“Now this is getting interesting. There’s danger ahead.”
Antares’s eyes glead with amusent. Over countless years, he had witnessed innurable spectacles, great and small. Very few things could still stir his interest.
In the past, it wouldn’t have mattered how many lived or died. So long as no one crossed his bottom line, he would never interfere.
But now, things were a bit different.
Antares’s attention settled on Lin Moyu, “Should I tell the brat?”
“If I don’t, he’ll probably bla later.”
After a brief mont of consideration, Antares made his decision.
He reconnected to Lin Moyu’s soul world and saw his soul.
At that mont, Lin Moyu’s soul was multitasking. One part observed the changes in the Kunlun Snow Grass King, while the other focused on comprehending and mastering the Soul-Splitting Art.
Though only a short ti had passed, he had already made tangible progress.
The soul was far more sensitive than the naked eye, and its efficiency was vastly superior.
Under its observation, every subtle change in the Kunlun Snow Grass King was captured in perfect detail.
That familiar sensation resurfaced. Lin Moyu once again sensed the rhythm of life, a truly wondrous experience.
He did his utmost to grasp it, deepening his understanding with each passing mont.
“All elents can give birth to life. Life can be inherited, continued, regenerated, destroyed, and…”
Insights surged forth, sprouting continuously within his heart.
Gradually, a peculiar aura began to perate his soul—the law of life.
At the sa ti, the portion of his consciousness cultivating the Soul-Splitting Art also bore fruit.
A strand of soul separated from his soul-form.
Though extrely faint and fragile, it was unmistakably a part of Lin Moyu, carrying his unique brand.
The Soul-Splitting Art was fundantally different from the soul brand he had used before. That was rely an beacon that could guide his soul’s return.
What this thod produced was a true soul avatar, one capable of bearing the backlash of law.
Because it was only a single strand, the strain on Lin Moyu himself was negligible.
As long as he refrained from reckless use of law or repeated soul splitting, he would remain unhard.
When Antares entered Lin Moyu’s soul world for the second ti, he was stunned by what he saw.
“This brat… is truly a genius!”
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