The top five hundred in the Middle Province Grand Competition represented the five hundred strongest Demi-Saints of Buzhou Ancestral Star. However, after the battle in the Wildlands, more than three hundred of them had perished there.
The news quickly spread across the entire cultivation world of Buzhou Ancestral Star. The entire cultivation world was in an uproar, for this was not a trivial matter. There were experts from all the major regions who had fallen in the Wildlands.
Some of the great sects only had one or two Demi-Saints, but they had all perished. This was definitely a fatal blow to the great sects.
The entire cultivation world of Buzhou Ancestral Star was in turmoil. A single stone raised a thousand ripples, and the entire planet was shrouded in the aura of an impending storm.
With so many Demi-Saints dead, the entire cultivation world was about to undergo a major reshuffle. Apart from the super factions, no other faction could avoid it.
The tense atmosphere on Buzhou Ancestral Star had all the factions trembling in fear.
No one was willing to be annexed, killed, or become someone else's slave. However, once they were defeated, their life and death were no longer within their control.
Soon, some of the smaller factions were either annihilated or annexed. There was no suspense in the outcome. This was a contest of power between the major factions.
The fate of the smaller factions that were sandwiched between the major factions was tragic.
The vast Middle Province was the most populated region in the entire Buzhou Ancestral Star. There was only one super faction in the Middle Province — the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province.
Apart from the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province, there were countless other factions of various sizes, but none of them were attached to the giant tree that was the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province.
At this moment, the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province had no time to fend for itself. Thus, a super storm that swept across the entire Buzhou Ancestral Star erupted with the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province as the source.
War broke out everywhere in the Middle Province. Various sects were waging war against each other. For a time, the land was plunged into misery and suffering. No one knew how many living beings were killed.
After leaving the Immortal Mansion of the Middle Province, Gu Fei noticed that someone was following him. He merely used a camouflage technique to catch the person who was following him.
The person who was following Gu Fei was the Iron Blood Daoist.
During the chaos in the Wild Small World, Gu Fei had no time to care about the Iron Blood Daoist. He didn't expect the Iron Blood Daoist to survive.
Gu Fei soon realized why the Iron Blood Daoist was following him. This guy wanted to follow him. It was normal for the weak to follow the strong.
The Thirteen Iron Blood Flags was not a small force. It was not a bad thing to be able to control this force.
However, the Central Prefecture was currently embroiled in disputes, and the situation of the Thirteen Iron Blood Flags at the border between the Central Prefecture and the Southern Prefecture was not so optimistic.
One must know that even in the past, there were people from the Immortal Manor of the Central Province and the Ziyun Clan who wanted to annihilate this group of bandits. Now that this opportunity presented itself, these people might not miss it.
The southern region was in chaos as well, but the Ziyun clan was extremely powerful. They quickly sent out experts to suppress the chaos that had just emerged.
At this moment, the soldiers of the ten great sects under the Ziyun clan were gathering in the southern region of Buzhou. The Ziyun clan was unwilling to stay in the south, and it just so happened that the Central Prefecture was in chaos.
Most importantly, there was accurate news that the old patriarch of the Central Prefecture had been greatly injured in the battle in the Wild Small World. The Immortal Manor of the Central Prefecture no longer had the power to suppress the chaos.
In the eyes of the higher-ups of the Ziyun clan, this was a rare opportunity. The territory of the Ziyun clan would no longer be limited to the southern region of the Ancestral Planet Buzhou.
At the location of the Fire God Palace, one of the ten great sects of the south, there was a towering crimson mountain that resembled flames. Countless soldiers wearing flaming armor and wielding flaming spears gathered on it.
It was noon. The sun hung high in the sky, and the Fire God Peak was steaming hot. Crimson rays of light and mist lingered around it.
If one were to observe carefully, they would see that the sunlight from the sun was constantly being absorbed by the mountain. The essence of the sun was constantly gathering inside the mountain.
The sky above the mountain peak was densely packed with fiery-red figures. A shocking murderous aura spread across the sky and earth.
"Warriors, it's time for us to conquer the world."
An old voice rang out. At the front of the battle formation, an old general standing on a crimson chariot announced to the countless soldiers.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
As soon as the old general finished speaking, the countless soldiers raised their flaming spears and roared. Their voices were earth-shattering and reverberated through the entire region.
"Alright, let's go. Let's regain our ancient glory."
The old general brandished the divine spear in his hands, and then he controlled the scarlet war chariot, rushing into the sky, rushing into the distance. At the same time, the countless soldiers also rose into the air, maintaining an orderly battle formation, chasing after the old general, rushing into the distance.
The war had begun. The people of the Ziyun Clan wanted to reclaim the glory of the ancient sovereigns and unite the entire Buzhou Ancestral Star.
Ten divisions of fighters were gathering, and the Fire God Division was only one of them.
At this time, in the Phoenix Nest, in the base of the 13 Iron Blood Banners, the 13 Great Bandits had gathered together. At this time, the 13 Great Bandits, who were usually fearless, now had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
The news that the Ziyun clan wanted to invade the Middle Continent had already spread far and wide. The Thirteen Iron-Blood Banners happened to be situated between the Middle Continent and the southern region. This location was not a good thing for the Thirteen Iron-Blood Banners.
"Ah Da, what should we do? The boss isn't here. I've received news that the Firecloud Soldiers of the Fire God Palace are coming for us."
A man with a full beard and black armor said to a middle-aged Daoist wearing a Daoist robe and holding a five-colored feather fan, who was sitting at the head of the table.
"What else can we do? Send a message to the boss and ask him to come back as soon as possible."
The middle-aged man waved his feather fan. He seemed very calm.
"I'll do it right away."
The bearded man hurriedly stood up when he heard this, and then he walked out.
"Ah Da, I'm afraid that the boss won't be able to come back in time."
One of the 13 Great Bandits, a handsome young bandit with a pale face, spoke with a worried tone. This young bandit looked very young, but none of the bandits present dared to underestimate this young bandit.
This pale-faced gentleman was a ruthless character. He had once swept through seven cultivation sects in a single day. He had killed every single one of them, not sparing even a chicken or a dog.
The name of the handsome man had existed for thousands of years.
"Hmph, although the soldiers of the Fire God Palace are powerful, we're not that easy to bully. The most important thing now is to find the spy as soon as possible. If not for the spy, how could the people of the Fire God Palace know the location of the Phoenix Nest?"
A cold glint flashed across the middle-aged Daoist's eyes as a cold murderous aura emanated from his body.
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