"Today, Perfected Lord Erlang Xiansheng is brave and good at fighting. He is invincible in the world and has the courage to be undefeated in ten thousand battles. Now that the Primordial World is facing a great calamity, Perfected Lord Erlang Xiansheng has been ordered by the heavens to protect the world …"
"God Hao Tian has decreed that Yang Jian will be the Grand Marshal of the Celestial Court. He will be in charge of the war of the Celestial Court and have jurisdiction over all military affairs. The immortals and gods are under his control, and the immortal soldiers should obey his orders …"
Venus Taibai recited for a long time. In fact, only a few sentences were the most important.
He was in charge of the war of the Celestial Court and had jurisdiction over all military affairs.
The closest thing was Li Jing's power to mobilize troops. However, it was clear that Yang Jian's military power was above that of Li Jing, the Grand Marshal of the Celestial Court. Li Jing had to be controlled by Yang Jian.
This kind of reward was actually reasonable.
Yang Jian was a general of the Primordial World and was relied on by several Saints. Today, in preparation for the war, he had broken through to the Saint realm and become a Saint of the Great Path.
Before he became a Saint, Yang Jian could kill a Saint of the Great Path. Now that he had become a Saint, Yang Jian's strength was naturally anticipated by the Immortals and Gods …
If he could fight to a draw with a supreme expert, it would definitely be the fortune of the Primordial World and the Three Realms.
Naturally, everyone knew that things could not be that simple. Yang Jian had chosen to become a Saint at this time because he was in a hurry.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yang Jian cupped his hands at Venus Taibai. She lowered her head and picked up the decree. Yang Jian took it with both hands.
The Immortals and Gods all looked up at Yang Jian. The Jade Emperor stood on the platform with his eyes closed to rest. On the other hand, the Heaven Queen smiled slightly. She seemed to be in a good mood.
Venus Taibai smiled and said, "Perfected One, what should you say?"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and swept his gaze across the Primordial Immortals below the platform. Then, through the shadows of the Immortals, he saw the dense Primordial Army in the North Ocean.
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "I don't need to say anything to boost morale. The Great Desolate World is the final path of the tangible world and the last remnant light of the Grand Essence Realm."
"If the Primordial World fails, all living beings will perish. There will be no place for the True Spirit to ascend. Although the Ultimate Expert is powerful, the fire of living beings cannot be extinguished! I hope everyone will work hard together! "
"If the Primordial World is in danger in the future, I will charge ahead. Is there anyone behind me?"
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, Li Jing immediately cupped his fists and shouted, "I, Li Jing, am willing to follow closely behind the Grand Marshal and fight to the death!"
"I am willing to follow the Grand Marshal into battle!"
"I dare not disobey!"
There were responses and shouts. In the end, countless cultivators said thousands of words. The surroundings of the altar seemed to be boiling, but it did not give off a feeling that it was difficult to distinguish.
Yang Jian suddenly raised his arm and shouted. The shouts turned into tsunamis.
"All troops, listen up! Go to the North Ocean and guard the Celestial Court! "
"Yes, Grand Marshal!"
Yang Jian only gave an order. The specific matters were naturally arranged by Li Jing and the other generals of the Celestial Court.
The various armies set off outside the Celestial Court. The immortals of the Celestial Court also returned to their respective positions. The Heavenly Dao still needed some righteous gods to guard it. Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao would not be able to unleash its full strength.
The arrangements were rather complicated. Yang Jian only raised his arm to encourage them. The real arrangements had long been done by the Jade Emperor.
The experts who went to the North Ocean were mainly experts.
Some of the experts of the Netherworld and the Buddhist Sects were in charge of defending the Netherworld. The two of them left in a hurry.
The Dragon Palace sent the navy to surround the North Ocean and directly participated in the battle. The Dragon Kings of the four seas were waiting below. When Yang Jian walked over with a group of immortals and Heavenly Generals, they greeted Yang Jian and followed Yang Jian and the others to the North Heavenly Gate.
They descended to the mortal world and entered the North Ocean.
The thunder rumbled and the drums did not stop. The flags of the Celestial Court fluttered in all directions. Yang Jian's marshal flag was especially eye-catching. It attracted the Primordial World army that had been waiting in the North Continent for a long time to look at it.
"Marshal Li is in charge of dispatching troops. You can't put him in danger," Yang Jian said. "Nezha, protect General Li at the back of the army with your junior brothers."
"Yes!" Nezha cupped his fists and agreed. He did not make a fuss about being the vanguard, but he had matured a lot.
The generals of the Celestial Court were divided into two groups. Half of them followed Li Jing and retreated to the back. They built a military platform, set up hundreds of divine drums, and erected flags.
The other half followed Yang Jian and arrived at the place where the Celestial Court was heavily guarded.
Yang Jian said, "Those whose cultivation levels have not entered the quasi-saint realm, return to the array and fight together with the army!"
"Yes!"
The group of Heavenly Generals agreed loudly. There were only a few people left behind Yang Jian.
Yang Jian could not help but shake his head and chuckle when he saw that. However, he quickly retracted his smile and continued forward expressionlessly.
After traveling for 15 kilometers.
Yang Jian stood at the front of the army and sat alone on a chair. He sat quietly on the cloud.
Dozens of kilometers behind Yang Jian, the Primordial World cultivators and the consecrators of the Celestial Court walked forward spontaneously. They either stood quietly or closed their eyes to rest.
The cultivation levels of those cultivators were above the Quasi-Saint realm. Most of the generals of the Celestial Court and the small generals like Nezha could not stand there, but those people could.
Standing at the front of the army would have to withstand the strongest attacks of the other party and face the greatest pressure.
However, the eyes of these mighty figures and great Divine Abilities, who were all much older than Yang Jian, were filled with peace and tranquility.
Cultivation was for one to transcend. However, if the world they resided in was gone, what could they do after transcending? Would they face the cold and useless remains of the world?
No one could avoid the battle today. No one could escape the Great Tribulation of the world.
All he could do was to use all means to survive the Great Tribulation, defeat the evil army, and protect the Primordial Three Realms.
Even if he died, he would only treat it as the ashes of the tribulation. He would sigh and say that he was not lucky enough. He would say that his Dao was not good enough.
There was not much time left in the three-day period.
Yang Jian sat there with his eyes closed to rest. A loud eagle cry suddenly sounded from the sky. There were a few angry shouts. A powerful mystical ability seemed to be suppressing and chasing some demonic creature.
"Don't let this thing break into the array!"
"This might be the evil spirit raised by the supreme expert. Just kill it!"
"Be careful! This strange eagle is very powerful! Fellow Daoist in front, please stop this thing! "
A few streams of light rushed over with shouts. In the stream of light at the front, a little eagle with a body like jade spread its wings and flew quickly. It seemed to be deliberately teasing the people chasing behind it.
Yang Jian sat there quietly and did not move. He just waited quietly. A group of mighty figures tried to stop the little eagle, but the little eagle directly ignored the attacks of the mystical abilities. It broke through a dozen light screens in a row and flew to Yang Jian's side, circling happily.
Yang Jian raised his left hand and the little eagle landed on his arm. The group of mighty cultivators who had been busy for a long time were full of embarrassment.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. It's just a spiritual beast that I raised."
Yang Jian's voice sounded. The group of mighty cultivators could only respond with cupped hands and returned to their respective positions quietly.
In fact, Yang Jian had also taken the little eagle for a stroll. It was just that the little eagle had changed its appearance and did not have a very obvious aura. It was not surprising that these mighty cultivators could not recognize it.
"Why did you make yourself look like this?" Yang Jian could not bear to look at the little eagle with jade feathers. The latter raised its head arrogantly, as if it was very proud of its current appearance.
After carefully feeling it, the little eagle had improved a lot compared to before it left. It seemed that its teeth were more powerful.
The little eagle opened its mouth and coughed a few times, as if something was stuck in its throat. Yang Jian gently touched its neck with his finger. Only then did the little eagle suddenly lower its head and spit out dozens of light spots from its mouth.
These light spots were originally the size of needle tips, but in the blink of an eye, they became spirit cores the size of a head.
The little eagle jumped around on Yang Jian's shoulder. It said that it had caught a nest of tyrannical Chaotic Beasts, which took it a long time and some of them were quite difficult to deal with.
At first, Yang Jian just listened to the story with a smile, but gradually, his expression became a little serious.
Another group of Chaotic Beasts gathered together?
Previously, when the little eagle found the Mirage Dragon, those Chaotic Beasts that gathered within a million miles were actually attracted by the illusion of the Mirage Dragon and went to die one by one.
This time, the nest of the Chaotic Beasts that the little eagle found seemed to be more "powerful" than before.
Dozens of spirit cores the size of a head …
Yang Jian took one at random and carefully felt the violent and disorderly Daoist Runes on it. He immediately concluded that the owner of the spirit core should have been a tyrannical Chaotic Beast. Its strength was definitely not inferior to the most difficult Chaotic Beasts that Yang Jian had encountered before.
And the little eagle killed dozens of such Chaotic Beasts with its wok. There were also hundreds of weaker Chaotic Beasts that the little eagle did not even bother to take their spirit cores …
No wonder the little eagle's strength could improve so much.
What Yang Jian was concerned about was why such a large number of Chaotic Beasts gathered together and how they gathered.
Could it be …
"It seems that this supreme Overlord did not put all his eggs in this basket."
Yang Jian thought for a while and rubbed the little eagle's feathers with his fingers, feeling a little worried.
At this moment, Yang Jian finally understood what it meant to be busy.
He did not panic. After all, he had checked around the Heiling Nation before. The Heiling Nation had made strict arrangements and would not give the enemy a chance to launch a sneak attack.
"Little eagle, I have a task for you."
Yang Jian tapped the little eagle's crooked head. Before long, the little eagle let out a loud cry, spread its wings, and flew into the sky.
This time, no Grand Cultivator jumped out to stop it.
Yang Jian had asked the little eagle to hide in the Heiling Nation. If the Heiling Nation was in danger, the little eagle would help. With the little eagle's current ability and magic, it could at least delay the battle until Yang Jian got out of the battle and returned.
Now that he had the Divine Power of a Sage, the distance between the Heiling Nation and the Untainted Land could not delay Yang Jian at all. This was the main reason why Yang Jian had broken through to the Sage Realm in advance.
He did not want to have any regrets, not even a little.
After the little eagle flew away, the world fell into silence again. There were many figures under the black clouds of the Nether Stream, as if countless evil spirits were about to rush out, tear apart the defense line of the Untainted Land and devour all living creatures.
Cold wind blew above the North Sea. Many Grand Cultivators felt the coldness in the wind.
But under the coldness, there was inexplicable impatience and vague uneasiness.
Dong!
A muffled sound suddenly came from the Nether Stream. It sounded like a drum, but also like the heartbeat of some Primordial Behemoth when it woke up.
"It's here?"
Yang Jian also focused his eyes and looked over. The divine senses in the world all gathered in the air above the Nether Stream.
The boundless miasma trembled slightly and turned into seven-colored clouds that were filled with poison. However, that method was not done by the supreme experts. Instead, the Saints had secretly controlled the Heavenly Dao and prepared a blow for the supreme experts.
However, endless black gas began to surge out of the Nether Stream. The black gas, which was originally fighting against the miasma, seemed to want to fuse with the miasma and "combine" with it.
The army had yet to move, but the two sides had already begun fighting secretly.
The miasma and the black gas were in a stalemate for a while. They realized that the black gas was indeed "plundering" the miasma. In fact, a small portion of the miasma had already been controlled by the other party.
The few Sages made a prompt decision. The boundless miasma was like the billowing waves in the sky. It swept up the black gas and surged towards the void outside the sky …
When the miasma and the black gas created by the supreme expert left the Primordial World at the same time, they rushed through the void and into the Chaos Sea. They were quickly devoured by the Chaos aura. Many cultivators secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the miasma was not snatched by the other party. Otherwise, the Primordial World would have suffered heavy losses before the battle.
That matter happened to prove that the supreme expert had endless methods. Even if the Saints borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao, they would probably not be his match. They were almost schemed against by the other party.
However …
It was rare for the sky above North Ocean to clear up. The world was clear and there were no clouds for thousands of kilometers. The sun shone on the endless snowfield, as if it was indicating something.
"Hahahaha!"
An ear-piercing laughter suddenly sounded from the Nether Stream. After the laughter, there were chaotic shouts.
"I'm actually back!"
"Primordial World! Primordial World! Kill these lackeys of the Celestial Court and destroy these high and mighty Saints! "
"The Heavenly Dao is unfair. We will destroy the Heavenly Dao! If the world is unfair, we will destroy it! "
The shouts seemed to have come from ancient times. They rumbled like demonic sounds, causing the cultivators' Dao hearts to be restless and uneasy.
At the back of the army, Li Jing held the flag and shouted, "Beat the drum!"
Hundreds of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals raised their huge awls and beat the drums with all their might. The drums rumbled. This time, they were supported by the power of the Heavenly Dao and suppressed the shouts coming from the Nether Stream!
The Nether Stream rose from the Nether Stream!
Twisted smoke suddenly rose from the horizon. The smoke rose into the sky in a crooked manner. There were all kinds of colors, and no one knew what they meant.
However, soon, a "human wall" slowly rose under the smoke. The figures on it were all Perfected Immortals. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes and were mixed with the various races of the Primordial World!
These human figures silently and slowly pushed forward. Not long after they left the Netherworld Stream, another human wall rose up …
Very quickly, the supreme expert army rushed out of the Nether Stream in an orderly manner. They did not give the Primordial World any chance to launch a sneak attack.
Not long after, the North Sea was densely packed with figures. There were countless Perfected Immortals! However, behind the millions of Perfected Immortals was a formation formed by Heaven Immortals. The number was double that of the Perfected Immortals!
Was this the army of the supreme experts?
No, far from it. These were just the vanguards.
Just the Perfected Immortals and Heaven Immortals made the North Sea extremely crowded. After the silent resurrection, men and women with cold expressions flew out of the Nether Stream. They were densely packed, like locusts, and filled the battle formation of the Perfected Immortals and Heaven Immortals.
This was the true returning army of the dead!
The Golden Immortal realm!
"So many?"
Countless cultivators of the Primordial World gasped. Even Yang Jian and the other mighty figures looked terrible.
Genius One Second Remember Website:. Apex Mobile Version Website:.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
