In the southeast of the Middle Sky Continent, there was a small city thousands of miles away from the Two World Ridge, Nanhui City.
This was originally just an ordinary border city, but these days, led by the 4 ancient sects, groups of human cultivators from all over the Middle Sky Continent gathered here.
Soon, the number of human cultivators gathered here reached more than 100,000.
With such a large number of cultivators, the small Nanhui City could no longer accommodate them. However, this was not a problem at all for the human forces. Soon, with Nanhui City as the center, a large camp of tens of miles was built overnight.
Under the unified deployment of the Alliance, there was no sign of chaos. Everything seemed to be in order.
Protective formations emerged one after another in the camp of the cultivators of the various sects.
The Alliance even sent hundreds of small teams of cultivators to patrol around the camp day and night to guard against the stemborers.
The upper echelon of the Stemborer Clan also seemed to have noticed something. More than 80% of the Stemborers that were originally scattered around the Middle Sky Continent had gathered at the Two World Ridge.
Looking from afar, it was shrouded in a strange gray mist. Although it was far away, the human cultivators could still feel the fierce aura coming from the opposite side.
All the human cultivators knew that in this war, either the Stemborer Tribe would be annihilated or the Middle Sky Continent would suffer a great loss. Therefore, the morale of the human cultivators was extremely high.
As the days passed, more and more cultivators from all over the world gathered here.
Facing the direction of the Stemborer Clan, there were naturally the most various enchantments and patrols, but behind the human camp, the Alliance also sent some cultivators to patrol.
In mid-air, a patrol team of more than 10 people was slowly flying in a hilly area 20 to 30 miles away from Nanhui City.
These cultivators' clothes were mainly blue with water patterns. They were a small sect in the South Sea Region of the Middle Sky Continent. The leader was a sturdy young man at the intermediate stage of the Crystallization Period, carrying a big black stick on his shoulder.
Although there was nothing unusual around, the sturdy young man's eyes still scanned around vigilantly. At the same time, he also spread out his Divine Thought to sense everything around him. It could be seen that this person was an extremely cautious person.
Suddenly, the sturdy young man's expression changed. He stopped and looked at the distant sky.
Seeing this, the cultivators behind the young man also stopped and looked into the distance.
"Deputy Sect Master Xin, did you find anything …" A young woman in a green robe of the Condensation Period later stage asked. Before she finished speaking, a green light appeared in the distant sky, then it flew close in a few seconds.
The azure light was a giant flying boat that was over 1,000 feet in size. There was an azure door-like image engraved on the azure hull of the boat, and there was faint spiritual light swirling around it.
The giant ship had already begun to slow down, but it still stirred up a strong gust of wind. It flew over the patrol team's head and sped towards Nanhui City.
"For such a large flying boat to be able to fly at such a high speed, it must be a magic treasure-grade flying boat. I wonder, which great sect's cultivators are here?" A blue-robed cultivator of the Condensation Period intermediate stage looked enviously at the flying boat that was flying away, and he muttered absent-mindedly.
"Kid, I always say that you are ignorant, but you are not convinced. Didn't you see the logo on the flying boat? That is the logo of one of the famous four ancient sects, Taiqing Gate." A person next to him immediately sneered.
"Ah, it turns out that this is Taiqing Gate. It really has an unusual style! It's a pity that I didn't see what the cultivators on it look like. "The blue-robed cultivator who was sneered at was not angry, but he said with some regret.
The sturdy green bull looked at the flying boat in the distance, but there was a strange look on his face.
"The four ancient sects and the eight great families have been sending disciples to reinforce us these days, but I don't know what level of disciple Taiqing Gate sent this time." The young woman in a green robe said with a flash in her eyes.
"The four ancient sects have a deep foundation. Even the most ordinary disciple is not someone we can compare with." The sturdy green bull retracted his gaze and said slowly.
"Indeed, two days ago, I was fortunate enough to witness a reinforcement from the Haoran Academy. They sent more than a thousand Crystallization Period disciples, and there were hundreds of Jin Dan elders leading the team …" The young woman in a green robe praised.
"This is nothing. More than 80% of the cultivators of the Middle Sky Continent are gathered here during the calamity of the stemborer. In Nanhui City, not to mention the Celestial State cultivator, I'm afraid there are no less than 10 Mystic Comprehending cultivators. "The sturdy young man said indifferently.
"I wonder if I can have the honor to see a Mystic Comprehending cultivator." The young woman in a green robe said with some longing.
"When the war with the Stemborer Clan starts, the Mystic Comprehending cultivators of various sects will naturally take action. Okay, these things don't matter, continue to patrol! "The sturdy green bull waved the iron rod in his hand and said in a deep voice.
The team members behind hurriedly agreed in unison, and the team slowly flew forward.
"By the way, Deputy Sect Master Xin, I heard from several elders of the Changfeng Association that you seem to have contact with a disciple of Taiqing Gate before. May I know who the other party is?" The young woman in a green robe looked at the sturdy young man and asked curiously while exploring the surrounding situation.
"It's just a chance encounter. We haven't contacted each other for a long time. How would he remember a small character like me." Xin Yuan rubbed the iron rod in his hand, shook his head, and said self-deprecatingly.
The young woman in a green robe saw that Xin Yuan didn't want to talk more, so she didn't ask further.
…
The green flying boat of Taiqing Gate stopped above Nanhui City. Many cultivators in Nanhui City had already greeted them.
From the flying boat, 30 to 40 Taiqing Gate disciples flew down one after another.
These people were all above the middle stage of Jin Dan. The aura on each of them was deep and restrained. Obviously, their strength was also extraordinary among the cultivators of the same level.
Among the crowd, Liu Ming, Jiu Longzi, Kun Yu, and others were all there. The leader standing at the front was Jin Lieyang.
This batch of reinforcements was the esoteric disciples of Taiqing Gate.
"It turns out that Mr. Jin is here. You must have had a hard journey." The person who flew out of Nanhui City to greet them was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe from the Nature Work Sect. He glanced at the people behind Jin Lieyang. His eyes flashed, then disappeared again.
Jin Lieyang and this middle-aged man in a yellow robe seemed to know each other. After they talked for a while, they flew into the city with Liu Ming and others.
While Liu Ming was channeling the escape light, he glanced around and looked around.
The area around the originally small city was now densely packed with the camps of various sects and clans. Those with slightly larger forces were relatively closer to the city, while those with relatively smaller forces could only surround the edges of the city.
Those who were stationed in Nanhui City were the high level disciples and elders of various sects. Each of Liu Ming and others was also arranged a temporary residence. There were small stone houses inside.
"Junior brothers, you all take a rest here first. Later, the Alliance will arrange something important for you." Jin Lieyang reminded Liu Ming and others mysteriously, then he left with the middle-aged man in a yellow robe.
"Younger Brother Liu, what do you think Brother Jin meant?" After Jin Lieyang left, Jiu Longzi walked to Liu Ming and asked.
"I don't know. Maybe the Alliance has arranged a task for us." Liu Ming said noncommittally.
Jiu Longzi shook his head and said nothing more. He quickly walked into his house.
Some of the other esoteric disciples returned to their houses to rest, and some went out to visit other Sect's acquaintances or familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.
Almost all the high level cultivators of the Middle Sky Continent were gathered in Nanhui City at the moment, but because of the imminent war, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Liu Ming also turned and walked back to his house, meditating cross-legged, and rejuvenating himself.
Almost all the human cultivators had gathered here, and the war would soon begin. He had just advanced to the Jin Dan later stage, so he must hurry to stabilize his cultivation and improve his strength as much as possible.
In the center of Nanhui City, a palace-like building was hidden in a circular magic circle. The interior of the hall was very simple. Except for a few necessary tables and chairs, there was only a huge light curtain showing the detailed terrain of Two Boundaries Ridge.
There were more than 20 cultivators sitting around the round table in the hall. Taiqing Gate's Mu Kong, Feng Qing, Huo Ye, and Xuan Yu were all here.
Taiqing Gate's Old Ancestor Mu Kong, a beautiful young woman in a yellow robe from Nature Work Sect, a middle-aged man with white eyebrows and a long beard from Haoran Academy, and a thin old man in a black robe from Demon Mystic Sect were sitting on the main seat.
The other three ancient sects, Sky Beastkin Valley, Big Dipper Pavilion, Eight Great Families and other major sects were also gathered here.
With the gathering of various sects, the strength comparison was clear at a glance. Taiqing Gate and the other four ancient sects of the human race each had 4 Mystic Realm power cultivators. Demon Mystic Sect lost a Mystic Realm power a few years ago, so there were only 3.
The other sects, Big Dipper Pavilion and Sky Beastkin Valley each had 2 Mystic Realm cultivators, and the 8 great families only had 1.
The strange thing was that the mysterious Heavenly Palace, which had always controlled the luck of the Middle Sky Continent, had no one here.
The Mystic Realm power cultivators that were rarely seen on weekdays had gathered in the hall at this moment.
In the hall, there were also a few Celestial State cultivators who seemed to be the masters of various sects.
Taiqing Gate's Daoist Tian Ge stood behind Xuan Yu and the others. Seeing the unprecedented gathering of Mystic Realm power cultivators in front of him, his face was abnormally dignified.
"As of today, almost all the people we can gather have gathered in Nanhui City. If we wait any longer, I don't think there will be more reinforcements coming." Nature Work Sect's woman in a yellow robe said with a cold face and a cold voice.
"That's right. While we have already gathered our forces, we might have a higher chance of winning if we make the first move." Demon Mystic Sect's thin old man nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Situ, I heard that your sect has 10 War Drums of Conquest, which can boost the morale of your own side and reduce the fighting spirit of the enemy. Although it may not be able to exert its full power against the Borer Tribe, it is suitable for this kind of battle. I wonder if your sect has brought this treasure here? "On the seat, a burly figure wrapped in starlight said calmly.
This person was the Big Dipper Pavilion Master who appeared once in the Tianmen Meeting.
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