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Chapter 1098: The Rise of the War
The Central Divine Region.
The Central Divine Region, the Eastern Divine Region, the Southern Divine Region, and the Northern Divine Region. Countless wars of various sizes broke out in the areas near the Archean royalty's territory.
Many sects of the human race were destroyed, and countless civilians were killed. Much of the land had been stained red with blood. Their corpses were nowhere to be found, leaving only broken buildings and the smell of blood in the air.
The humans of the four provinces were in a great panic, especially the civilians. They did not know if they would still have a way to survive tomorrow.
Their families fell apart, they were displaced, they died in the war, or they were separated in flight. In such a situation, once they were separated, it would be difficult to see them again.
This war that the major forces of the human race did not want to happen finally came. Although it did not break out in full scale, from the conflicts in various parts of the country, it was clear that the Archean royalty had ulterior motives. They wanted to gradually annex the territory of the human race step by step. However, for some of the major forces, it was already good enough to defend their own territory, let alone help others. They could only let the armies of the Archean royalty attack them.
Because of this, there were already primordial imperial clans occupying the human race's territory, completely breaking the agreement between their ancestor, the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Emperor, and the Hundred Sages. A war between the human race and the primordial imperial clans had begun.
In the 'Qinglong Sacred Area', countless disciples were cultivating day and night. Yin Tuxian and the old generals of the Yin Clan were also training non-stop. On the battlefield, the strength of an individual was insignificant. A well-trained army of a hundred thousand might be able to match the same standard, but it was equivalent to an army of a million that was in a state of disunity.
During this period of time, the overall strength of the Blue Dragon Holy Land had grown by leaps and bounds. Under the cruel war, the hovering between life and death was the best way to stimulate people's potential, thereby allowing them to make breakthroughs and improve.
However, the casualties it brought were also great.
Fang Yuyou was dressed in a snow-white robe, standing gracefully at the top of the mountain. A gentle breeze blew against her, causing her white robe to flutter, as if she would fly away with the wind at any moment.
She looked up at the sky filled with blood clouds, motionless. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her expression was grave.
If the Archean royalty invaded the lands under the Blue Dragon Holy Land's jurisdiction, the Blue Dragon Holy Land would naturally not cede them. Once the Blue Dragon Holy Land retreated, the civilians in those lands would die. In order to preserve their combat power, some major forces would even choose to sacrifice a large number of civilians, give up some of the less solid defense lines, and concentrate their troops on the natural strongholds.
However, the Blue Dragon Holy Land didn't do that. They didn't back down at all and directly confronted the Archean royalty and the purple dragons.
Dozens of battles, big and small, broke out, causing the Blue Dragon Holy Land to lose 60,000 disciples. They didn't even have the chance to reincarnate. They were directly annihilated, and their souls scattered.
Among the sixty thousand disciples, some of them were from the Qinglong Sect, some were the original disciples of the Eight Immortals Mountain, and some were recruited after careful selection. Apart from the others, they were righteous, righteous, and talented. The Qinglong Sacred Area had spent a great deal of effort to nurture them. It would be painful even if one of them died, let alone sixty thousand of them!
Sixty thousand people; the war was a cruel one. As the leader of the 'Qinglong Sacred Area', Fang Yuyou felt extremely helpless in her heart. Besides that, there were still around two hundred thousand injured people who were currently being treated with all their might, resulting in a huge expenditure. Luckily, the 'Qinglong Sacred Area' did not face too much financial pressure for the time being.
This was because the Blue Dragon Holy Land was originally a combination of many major forces. Take the Eight Immortal Mountain for example. It had existed for countless years, and the wealth it accumulated was not something that could be used up in a short period of time. Not to mention, there was still the Great Pig.
Beside Fang Yuyou was Bai Youniang. She wore a black robe, and her face was embroidered with blood-colored camellias. The flowers bloomed one by one, stunning, dazzling, and beautiful. This was a protective Daoist robe that Bai Qisha had given her. In the current situation, no major power could intimidate these ancient imperial families. The only one they could rely on was themselves.
Both the Taibai Trading Company and the Nine Tripod Trading Company were extremely busy with the war caused by the Atavistic Royal Tribe, thus Bai Qisha did not have the time to worry about Bai Youniang. He knew that Bai Youniang would at least be safe at the Qinglong Sacred Area.
Bai Youniang's days were not easy either. Dealing with all kinds of funeral affairs made her a little tired. One should know that the financial power of the entire Blue Dragon Holy Land was in her hands. Whether it was the treatment of the injured, the purchase of immortal pills and spirit herbs, or the compensation for the families of the disciples who died in the war, they were all under her control.
"Yuyou, don't blame yourself. Casualties are inevitable in war. Although we lost 60,000 people, the Purple Dragon Tribe lost more than a million soldiers. This war has completely boosted the morale of the human race, and let many major forces know that the Archean royalty is not invincible. Their sacrifice was worth it." Bai Youniang comforted Fang Yuyou.
"Thank you, Youniang." Although Fang Yuyou was sad, she knew that as the Holy Lord of the Blue Dragon Holy Land, she couldn't lose her composure.
Fang Yuyou's strength was not high, and she had only stepped into the realm of half-step Heaven Immortal. However, her ability was unquestionable. She was fair in rewards and punishments, and her treatment of people was impeccable. Many of the older generation in the Blue Dragon Holy Land were convinced by her, let alone the younger generation.
"When do you think Xuanyuan will come back?" Fang Yuyou looked to the south, where Xuanyuan had left from.
"I don't know, but I'm sure that if Xuanyuan knows that something big has happened in the Divine Central Region, he will come back as soon as possible." Bai Youniang was very firm. After so many years, she knew Xuanyuan too well.
"That's right. As long as Xuanyuan knows, he will definitely come back." A clear voice came from behind Fang Yuyou and Bai Youniang.
She was wearing a dragon robe, from top to bottom, emanating the aura of a Dragon King. Her strength was unfathomable, and she was an expert who had stepped into the realm of half-step Sage. The power of her bloodline was extremely powerful, and her aura was boundless like thunder.
The dragon clothes on her body were dyed with blood, and there were a few cracks on them. Obviously, she had experienced a bloody battle. Her face was as cold as ice, and her gaze was sharp. The space between her brows emitted boundless killing intent that suffused the surroundings.
She was none other than Yin Zhenluo.
When 'Bi Luowang' came, he had brought Yin Zhenluo with him. Because she had completely received the inheritance of 'Heaven Dragon Divine King', her strength had increased by leaps and bounds. Now, Yin Zhenluo had become one of the main fighting forces of the 'Blue Dragon Sacred Ground'.
These days, Yin Zhenluo had led the disciples of the 'Blue Dragon Sacred Ground' to resist the Purple Dragon Tribe. Her strong ability to lead troops allowed her to avoid the enemy's attacks several times, and even counterattack, minimizing their losses. The Purple Dragon Tribe was a little afraid of Yin Zhenluo. Like father, like daughter.
Yin Zhenluo's reputation rose in battle after battle. She had become the first expert of the younger generation to step into the half-step Sage realm. Her Sky Dragon True Immortal Body bloodline had been completely awakened. Although she was only a half-step Sage, her killing power was no less than that of the Sages. She had killed nine Purple Dragon Tribe Sages and defeated the Purple Dragon Tribe's army twenty-four times. Her undefeated record had made her name known throughout the world.
After learning that Yin Zhenluo had received the inheritance of 'Heaven Dragon Divine King', the Yin family of the 'Eastern Dynasty' was greatly shaken.
When Yin Zhenluo returned to the Yin family, no one dared to make a move against her. In the end, they could only let Yin Zhenluo personally choose a hundred thousand people. The rest remained in the Yin family, including the entire 'Nether Dragon Tribe'.
At first, Fang Yuyou and Bai Youniang felt instinctively uncomfortable with Yin Zhenluo. But after fighting side by side for a long time, this discomfort began to fade.
"Miss Yin, how is the situation?" Fang Yuyou asked.
"The Purple Dragon Tribe has been forced to retreat for the time being. With Senior Yellow Spring here, they would need to send a stronger presence to further advance. Otherwise, the army of the Purple Dragon Tribe will not be able to advance any further, allowing the people of the Qinglong Sacred Area to catch a breather. It's up to Sacred Leader Fang to decide how to settle the people." Yin Zhenluo's voice was very cold, without a trace of warmth. Ever since she received the inheritance of 'Heaven Dragon Divine King', she now understood everything. Dragons fight in the wild, dragons fight in the Nine Heavens. This was the destiny of the Heaven Dragon. Their entire life was for battle. Fortunately, she had found someone who could fight for her, and that person was Xuanyuan.
"We can finally rest." Bai Youniang breathed a sigh of relief. "Miss Yin, you've worked hard these days."
"It's nothing. If it wasn't for Yiyi, the Purple Dragon Tribe would be afraid. Even if there were ten more of me, it wouldn't be of much use." Yin Zhenluo smiled bitterly. These days, Yiyi had been with her. The bloodline of 'God Emperor Qing Ming' in the 'Blue Dragon Sacred Land' was thought-provoking.
There were also many conflicts between the Archean royalty. Between the various royal tribes, there were many new and old grudges. The 'Qing Ming Clan' was an extremely frightening clan. No one wanted to provoke them. Even the Purple Dragon Tribe had to think carefully about what to do next.
"Yiyi —" Behind Yin Zhenluo, Yiyi's small feet stepped on the veined patterns of the Great Path. Her big eyes flickered, and finally fell on Yin Zhenluo's shoulder. She looked in the direction of the extreme south, obviously looking forward to Xuanyuan's return.
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