"Is the battle finally going to start?"
In the pavilion on Wangling Immortal Mountain on the ferocious beast immortal ship.
Ao Xinke looked at her husband, who was close to her. Today, she had mixed feelings. In front of everyone, she snuggled in his arms and did not speak for a long time.
That was the first thing she said.
"Yes, after waiting for so long, they've finally come out."
"Husband …"
Ao Xinke murmured softly. It was as if she had thousands of words to say, but she could only call out to him.
Yang Jian felt a little guilty. Although he had been running around for various matters and would spend time with his wives every once in a while, he always felt that he owed them.
He could only make up for that after the battle.
The two of them hugged each other quietly. Kong Xuan, who was at the side, pursed his lips slightly. He secretly gestured to Zi Xia and the others and quietly left the Xian Pavilion.
After standing there for a while, Ao Xinke finally left Yang Jian's embrace. She pulled Yang Jian to the side and sat down. She wanted to tell Yang Jian about the various arrangements of the Black Spirit Kingdom and remind Yang Jian to be careful when fighting powerful enemies. However, when the words reached her mouth, there was only a faint bitter smile.
"Husband, will we win?"
"Definitely," Yang Jian answered very firmly, but his expression darkened after answering.
He should not have the confidence now. He had yet to cultivate to become a supreme expert, and the outcome of the next battle would be difficult to determine.
He could not help but think of the miserable appearance of the Pan Shen lying in the dark cave, waiting for death. If he were to fight with a supreme expert in the future, would he be like that too?
"Xinke, I've wronged you all these years." Yang Jian brought his wife's slender hand to his face and rubbed it gently. Ao Xinke pursed her lips and replied, just like when they first met in the East Ocean Courtyard.
Ao Xinke asked, "Husband, how long will this battle take?"
"I don't know either, but I feel that it will take a long time." Yang Jian sighed softly. "Actually, the Saints might have missed a problem."
"What?"
"The supreme expert that has descended now is actually rather conceited about his own intelligence, and judging from the process of him destroying Tai Su, he will probably continue to prolong the battle."
Ao Xinke frowned slightly. "Why is that?"
"He wants the Primordial World to bleed to the last drop of blood, just like Tai Su." Yang Jian sighed softly. "These are just my guesses. However, I've met this supreme expert once in my dream. I have a feeling that he should be such an existence. He could have directly swept through the Primordial World, but he had to slowly torture countless cultivators and destroy their Dao hearts. He wanted the Primordial World to sink step by step and be pushed into the abyss bit by bit. This kind of enemy is actually the most terrifying. They are even more terrifying than those supreme experts who can destroy a great world with a wave of their hand. "
For example, Xian Kong.
Yang Jian did not know how he knew that name. Perhaps it was a memory brought by Du Bi. This supreme expert who had long been in the Hundred Mountains' Great Tomb was once one of Du Bi's enemies.
"Husband." Ao Xinke wanted to say something but hesitated. However, she still asked softly, "We have no way out, right?"
"There's no way to retreat, and I can't retreat either." Yang Jian held her hand even tighter. "I don't want to live and die for the Primordial World. I don't want to talk about chivalry. However, the other party wants to destroy the physical world and the place where we reside. If we retreat just like that and live for a while, how can we face our future children?"
"Children?" Ao Xinke blinked. "Is that true?"
"After the battle is over, let's work hard to have a few children." Yang Jian smiled and said, "I know you always want one or two children to accompany you. However, the Primordial World Tribulation is too severe. We gave birth to them, but we can't protect them. When the battle is over, we can protect them and naturally give birth. "
"Yes!" Princess Wan Zhi's face immediately turned red. She leaned forward against Yang Jian's chest and listened to the powerful sound of Yang Jian's heart meridian.
They stayed quietly in the pavilion for half a day.
Yang Jian still had to rush to the Celestial Court to prepare for the battle. Ao Xinke also had to coordinate the army and take care of the operation and mobilization of the entire system of the Black Spirit Kingdom. Both of them had to continue being busy.
This short half a day seemed so extravagant and precious before the great battle.
"Husband, if you really can't defeat a supreme expert, please take care of yourself."
"Don't worry, Madam. I will definitely not show off my bravery." Yang Jian smiled and nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to turn around, he kissed Ao Xinke's forehead again before leaving.
Guan Shan asked Hu Yue about the journey, which was millions of miles long.
Once he left, the sea would wither and the rocks would rot. The Three Realms would not be at peace.
Ao Xinke stood on the immortal mountain for a long time. Yang Jian had clearly left the immortal warship and entered the border of the Primordial World, but she could not bear to look away.
"Don't worry." Kong Xuan and Chu Qi walked over. Kong Xuan took a sip of wine. "Some people will die in this calamity. However, it will not be Yang Jian's turn. Don't worry."
"Yes," Ao Xinke replied softly. She stood there and sighed softly. "Do things first … Is there anything strange in the Black Spirit Kingdom? You must remind Lan 'er a few more times to spread the scouts everywhere. The other party might attack from both sides. "
"I'll arrange it now," Chu Qi replied and left in a hurry with his head lowered.
Kong Xuan gently rubbed the rim of the wine glass with his fingers. His gaze was a little intoxicated. "Xinke, I'll bring Mother to the Phoenix Clan to take a look. We'll return in half a day."
"Do you want to bring more people with you?"
"There's no need. I'm just going back to take a look." Kong Xuan crushed the wine glass into powder that emitted sparkling light. Then, he floated away.
The First Phoenix, who was cultivating in the mountain, turned into a ball of fire and chased after him. It landed on Kong Xuan's shoulder and quickly disappeared into the barrier in the sky.
Ao Xinke did not continue to be in a daze this time. She turned around and gathered the generals. The Chaos Spirits and the cultivators of the Primordial World could only be trusted if they were controlled by evil techniques. That was actually the true deterrence brought by the supreme experts.
The supreme experts had existed too long before the Primordial World. There might be many chess pieces of the supreme experts hidden in the Primordial World.
There was no helping it. When the world was still dark, the supreme experts might have already begun to sow seeds and make arrangements …
Of course, it was also possible that the supreme experts did not care to do so.
The Grand Essence was destroyed, the God of Pan died, and the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was destroyed. Daoist Qianhong controlled the Heavenly Dao and led the Three Pure Ones astray. He almost exhausted the true combat power of the world, the blood of the Wu people …
Step by step, the world finally welcomed the final attack of the supreme experts.
The supreme experts were also afraid of the Primordial World. However, the supreme experts were always on the winning side, and the Primordial World was always the passive one …
It was difficult to win, but it was not impossible.
It was easy to lose. They could give up resisting and be directly harvested by the army of the supreme experts.
However, who was willing to stretch out their necks to be killed? Who was willing to be killed by a powerful enemy from outer space?
Even if the cultivators of the Primordial World were only doing it for themselves, they had to stand up and fight to the death with the supreme expert and his army.
What resurrection? What East Emperor Taiyi? What true and false? Whether they existed or not!
In the face of life and death, everything was illusory!
If they did not fight, they would die. If they fought, they might die, but they would also have a chance to survive in the end … That was the simplest logic that the cultivators of the Primordial World had reached.
Perhaps, in the following battle, some cultivators of the Primordial World would be timid, some would retreat, and some would surrender to the enemy.
However, at the very least, under the influence of many Saints, batches of people who dared to die had gathered in the North Ocean.
What were people who dared to die?
They knew that the North Ocean would become the first battle of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. It was extremely dangerous, but these cultivators threw themselves there without hesitation.
In fact, the North Ocean could not accommodate these cultivators, so they gathered in the North Continent, where there was no miasma.
The world of cultivators had always been criticized for being "heartless".
Cultivators had always been mocked as thieves of the world. They stole the essence of the world to improve themselves. They were selfish and self-interested. They fought until their heads bled for Dharma treasures and cultivation techniques.
However, most of these cultivators had chosen to come to the battlefield.
Some sects had formed battle formations, while the itinerant cultivators had formed groups of three to five friends. They distributed pills and took out the extra immortal treasures to ask if anyone needed them.
That was a rather strange temperament.
Perhaps this was the 'human nature' that cultivators had been struggling with in their hearts, apart from the 'Dao nature' that they were unable to extinguish.
The relatively mediocre mortals did not know what was happening at that moment. They, who had most of the luck of the world, were only the current human emperor who had been summoned by the Heavenly God in a dream and hurriedly prepared for the heaven-worshipping ceremony to contribute this luck.
The mortals were only waiting for the outcome of the battle between the cultivators and the evil demons.
If the cultivators won, the mortals would survive. If the cultivators lost, the mortals would not be spared.
Perhaps for mortals who did not know what the Dao was, what the Dharma was, and what the world was, ignorance was the best choice.
The six friends of the Plum Mountain returned from the Celestial Court. Together with a few Grand Magi, they brought the Plum Mountain immortal soldiers and 1,200 disciples of the Wu people and prepared to head to the North.
According to Yang Jian's previous arrangements, the mortals and small cultivators of the Plum Mountain would be protected by the array formation and Bai Ze would guard the place. However, at that moment, the old Bai Ze insisted on following the six friends of the Plum Mountain to the North Continent.
"I can't keep up with Yang Jian's footsteps anymore, but I can still do something for the Primordial World. Moreover, I might be able to see my old friends again in this battle. I once sent them off. Now, I don't want their remnant souls to be controlled by others again. I have to send them off. "
The six friends of the Plum Mountain did not dare to stop him. They could only leave thousands of weaker immortal soldiers to guard the Plum Mountain.
Before Bai Ze left, he made a trip to the Netherworld and sat around the Six Paths of Reincarnation for a while. However, Bai Ze did not know that the remnant soul in the Six Paths of Reincarnation had already recovered completely. It had thrown itself into the Six Paths of Reincarnation and began the long path of cultivation.
The sword cultivator who always liked to carry a sword on his back and was chased around by his master had already used another Dao name and name …
"Six Ya."
Bai Ze lowered his head and looked at the stone in his hand. There was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, but he did not have the courage to take another step forward.
In the end, he placed the polished stone on the ground and retreated quietly.
Although the figure in the Netherworld saw it, he did not say anything. He continued to watch the world and the Three Realms …
In the world, a great luck was slowly condensing.
The Heavenly Dao that had protected the Primordial World for countless years had already begun to mobilize the Heaven and Earth essence energy everywhere in the Primordial World.
The Lady of Earth muttered to herself.
"The Primordial World is definitely not that weak."
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