"Patriarch."
In the main hall of the Iron Bone Peak, Li Qingyang walked in and cupped his hands. "I'm back."
Jun Changxiao said, "It just so happens that the battlefield stronghold has expanded quite a bit during this period of time. We're waiting for you to build it."
"Yes."
Li Qingyang left.
"Hall Master Li."
Jun Changxiao sent a voice transmission. "Inform the Northeast Lu State branch to send someone to hide in Little Cold Village and secretly protect that girl. If anything happens, let the branch master bring his own head to the sect to apologize."
He already knew about the matter between Li Qingyang and Sister Qiao 'er, so he had to put an end to all dangers. There must not be a heart-wrenching scene where the lovers would never be together.
"Okay."
Li Luoqiu hurriedly communicated with the Northeast Lu State intelligence network.
Not long after, the small village that was originally protected by the Extreme Coldness Palace was protected by many experts who were proficient in the way of assassins.
At this time, not to mention bandits, even if the fourth or fifth rate sects sent people to cause trouble, they would definitely not return.
The martial artists of the Falling Star Continent would never think that a small village with only a hundred people would have so many experts hidden in the dark. Its defense was not inferior to a third-rate sect at all.
This was still bandits causing trouble. If the situation was more dangerous, Jun Changxiao might have sent a legion of the War Cavalry Hall over.
For the sake of his disciple.
Gou Sheng liked to make a big fuss over nothing.
…
The next day.
Li Qingyang brought his fellow disciples into the Falling Star Continent and began to plan and build.
The person he loved did not follow him back to the Sect of All Times, which made him very depressed. Only by using his energy to busy himself would he temporarily forget about the unhappy things.
A new round of construction began.
The disciples of the Sect of All Times worked in full swing.
As the area was already large enough, Li Qingyang could finally fully display his construction talent.
As for Jun Changxiao, he did not idle around. When the disciples were building the stronghold, he still relied on the treasure detector to search for opportunities. The territory would expand every once in a while.
This expansion speed could not be compared to dozens of planes added together.
…
Central State, altar.
After Jun Changxiao stole another opportunity and returned to the stronghold, the time shown on the earth spirit instrument was suddenly shortened to two years.
"What?"
The High Priest jumped to his feet and exclaimed, "Why is the time to enter the Planar Battlefield sped up?"
Ever since the Upper Realm issued the order for the Starfall Continent to enter the interplanar battlefield, there was a countdown on the earthly spirit instrument. There were originally three years left, but now, there was suddenly a year left. Of course, it was unbelievable!
"What's going on?"
"Don't tell me you want us to send ourselves to our deaths a year in advance!"
Despair appeared in the eyes of the elders.
The sudden appearance of the Demon Emperor's Gate had disturbed the peace of all the major sects.
Now that they had been in the Planar Battlefield for almost a year, it was definitely a case of 'when it rains, it pours.'
"Ai."
The High Priest shook his head and said, "Inform all the major sects about this."
"Yes."
On the same day, the news that they would be entering the Planar Battlefield a year in advance spread among the major sects of the Starfall Continent.
"Damn it!"
A Patriarch of a major sect said angrily, "Time is running out again!"
"Patriarch, we have to find the Demon Emperor's Gate as soon as possible. Otherwise, once we enter the Planar Battlefield, they will take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and the entire continent will suffer a great disaster!"
"That's right!"
That Patriarch said, "We have to get rid of this great threat within two years!"
Because the time to enter the Planar Battlefield had been brought forward, all the major sects realized the severity of the problem. Thus, all sorts of meetings were held, and countless plans were made to deal with the Demon Emperor's Gate. However, because they couldn't find a place to hide, they couldn't find a solution.
…
"Jun Patriarch!"
In the dining hall, the visiting Mu Changhong said with a bitter face, "The time to enter the Planar Battlefield has been sped up. There are only two years left."
"Sped up?"
Jun Changxiao was stunned and thought to himself, "Could it be that it's like the bound soul bombs, it has its own temper?"
Speaking of the soul bombs, Gou Sheng wanted to cry.
All these years, he had always worked hard for the sake of the sect, and he had never let his guard down. However, that thing would sometimes shorten the time for no reason.
Later, Jun Changxiao gradually found a pattern.
If he didn't wake up at the designated time, it would be deducted. If he took a dump for too long, it would also be deducted.
The most unacceptable thing was …
If he took a bath for too long, it would also be deducted!
Only five years had passed since the hundred-year countdown. There should still be ninety-five years left. In fact, it was already ninety-three years.
The two years that were shortened were naturally deducted.
I clearly didn't waste my time waiting to die, nor did I treat it negatively. Why should the time be shortened!
"Ding! Self-detonation time remaining: 93 years, 150 days, 14 hours, 23 minutes, 32 seconds. " While Jun Changxiao was complaining in his heart, the countdown on the soul bombs sped up by another hour.
The System said, "The soul bombs have emotions. The host should treat them gently."
"…"
Although Jun Changxiao was full of anger and grievance, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.
Although the soul bombs were unreasonable, because the time would be deducted at any time and place, Jun Patriarch had developed a good habit of not sleeping in and taking a dump to end the battle quickly.
If you gave him a phone now, he would definitely not take advantage of the time to read the news, read Beep Beep Beep, and even more not check his WeChat Moments and Weibo.
"It's only two years."
Jun Changxiao said, "City Lord Mu, don't worry too much."
With the current development of the stronghold and his reputation on the plane battlefield, even if the martial artists of the Falling Star Continent went in now, they wouldn't be in any danger.
"Sigh."
Mu Changhong said enviously, "If I had Jun Patriarch's mentality, I wouldn't be sleeping all day."
"City Lord Mu, the food is cold."
"Munch munch!"
City Lord Mu took big bites of the food.
At this moment, only delicious food could comfort his despair.
"Oh, right."
Jun Changxiao said, "Honglian is about to break through to Wu Huang."
With the help of various resources, many non-core inner sect disciples had reached the peak of the Martial King level during this time.
Mu Changhong heard this and became even more depressed.
His daughter breaking through to Wu Huang was something worth celebrating, but after that, she had to enter the plane battlefield.
"Sigh."
Mu Changhong shook his head and said, "What will come will come. We can't avoid it. We can only resign ourselves to fate."
"Jun Patriarch."
"Can I have another bowl of fried rice?"
…
The inner sect disciples of the Sect of All Times, Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, and the others were the absolute core.
Li Tiantian, Sima Zhongda, Mu Honglian, Huo Ling, Chu Xiunan, and the other Heavenly Mandate Academy students who joined later were in the second echelon.
Because of their spiritual roots and the late entry, there was a gap between them and the first batch of core disciples. However, today, they had all reached the peak of the Martial King level.
One day.
Jun Changxiao gathered these people and gave them the True Yang Set and the Surge Talisman. He took them into the plane battlefield.
On the battlefield, Li Tiantian broke through to Wu Huang with the help of the talisman. He flew around the stronghold and laughed excitedly, "I'm in the sky, I'm finally in the sky! Hahahaha! "
"Hall Leader Zi."
Jun Changxiao said, "I'll leave these new recruits to you. Take them out to gain experience."
The Purple King said calmly, "Follow me."
"Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Li Tiantian, Mu Honglian, and the others flew out of the stronghold. It was not until they were far away that they saw cultivators who were comparable to Wu Huang or even Half-Saints. They were shocked and said, "There are so many masters here!"
"Look, it's the warriors of the Falling Star Continent!"
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
The Sect of All Times disciples wore bright uniforms, so when they were discovered by the warriors, they immediately fled as if they had seen a ghost.
Li Tiantian said in surprise, "Hall Leader Zi, they seem to be afraid of us?"
Mu Honglian, Huo Ling, and the others were also very puzzled.
They had heard from their senior brothers that there were many masters in the plane battlefield, and they were very unfriendly. They had to be careful when they entered. However, they were scared away when they saw them. The situation was completely different from what they had said!
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PS, fourth update, making up for yesterday's missing chapter.
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