Chu Jue was preparing for war. All the Halls of Class One Hall were mobilized. There were six Halls, and each of them had countless experts. The ancient forces were revived, and their aura was terrifying.
In the second month, Ye Qinghan woke up and looked at the sky. The weather was in chaos.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan took out the Yin-Yang Profound Record. This was something from the Yin-Yang Xuan Race of the small plane. It was also something from Suan Potian. However, it revealed a trace of heaven's secrets. It was definitely not something left behind by the ancient Yin Yang. No matter how stupid he was, he should not have asked Suan Potian to send him through nine tribulations and nine lifetimes.
"The Yin-Yang Xuan Race of the small plane should not be related to the ancient Yin Yang."
Ye Qinghan waved his hand and put away the Yin-Yang Profound Record. He slowly stood up and whispered, "Interesting. I can't even tell who is good and who is bad now. It seems that I can't rely on the ancient people. I can only rely on myself."
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan stepped out of the courtyard. No one in Kuang Manor was idle now. They had already started to adjust their breathing. There was only one month left before the battle to the death.
Shi Ge, Green Lotus Sword Deity, and the others were injured back then. They had spent a lot of resources, and now they were mostly recovered. The last month should be enough for them to recover.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan's figure flashed and appeared in the Expedition to the Heavens Camp. At this moment, the Chess Saint was studying the map of the ancient immortal world and the distribution of power of Class One Hall. It would not be easy to defeat Class One Hall. The final outcome was likely to be a lose-lose situation.
"Saint, how confident are you?" Ye Qinghan asked in a deep voice.
Chess Saint looked at the mark on the map, shook his head, and sighed. "Fifty-fifty. Our chances of winning aren't high. All the Halls of Class One Hall have been revived, and they are all elites left behind from the Immemorial War. Since they were able to survive, they must be experts. There are so many of them, and there are too few experts in Crazy Manor."
There were many experts in Kuang Manor, but there were too few at the level of the Taigu Emperor. It was as good as having none. Against two Taigu Emperors, at least half of Kuang Manor's senior Supremes would be exhausted.
"Leave Gu He Taigu Emperor to the Ten Saint Siblings, Zu Hai, Tang Qu, and Dark Dance. She now has 30% of my fighting strength and understands my battle silence. If they work together, defeating Gu He Taigu Emperor shouldn't be a problem. As for the Primordial Space-Time Overgods, leave them to Shi Ge, Meng Xi, Heaven Monkey King, Yan Yunbei, Li Peize, Huo Lingtian, and Ye Chenxing. Crazy Manor's Heaven Conquering Camp's two camps will be left to Yan Ao. Ancient Massacre God will remain under Di Longtian's control.
Ye Qinghan stared at the map and eliminated the three strongest opponents.
"The Assassin Corps will be led by Lin Mo and Ye Tong. They will cover the entire battlefield and coordinate with the main army."
Ye Qinghan continuously revealed Crazy Manor's foundation. As for the specific layout, it would depend on Chess Sage.
"I have prepared an army for Crazy Martial Great World, led by a disciple I took in back then, Mo Jingtian. There aren't many of them, but they are elite. There are about a hundred thousand of them, and they are all cornerstones. They have never appeared before, and they are all equipped with divine armors and weapons. They will have an unexpected effect. When the time comes, don't attack your own people."
Chess Sage was overjoyed. It seemed that Ye Qinghan was still holding back, not revealing all of his foundation.
One hundred thousand elites, the cornerstone of Ye Qinghan's Wild Martial Great World, had stepped over countless corpses to get to where they were. Their battle prowess was probably on par with the younger generation of Wild Martial Manor, perhaps even a little stronger.
Of the resources that Ye Qinghan had accumulated over the years, one-tenth of them had been given to Crazy Martial Great World. It couldn't be said that he was selfish, only that he held back. Even if Crazy Manor couldn't be trusted one day, this army could still be trusted.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan handed two Emperor's Rings to Chess Sage. They contained endless resources, and it was impossible that the Taigu Emperor's Ring didn't have any resources.
After everything was decided, Ye Qinghan took to the skies and entered the void. He continuously refined hundreds of stars into an enormous Boundary Stele that was extremely sturdy.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan brought the Boundary Stele back to the Crying Ghost Ridge and erected the huge Boundary Stele in the Crying Ghost Ridge.
This was a teleportation boundary stele, the one that led to Greedy Wolf's Star. He had to be prepared. If Crazy Manor failed, he could at least use the boundary stele to teleport most of them to Greedy Wolf's Star, and then use the boundary stele to send Crazy Manor's army to Dark Moon.
As long as the Boundary Stele on Gluttonous Star was destroyed, the Crazed Manor would not be in danger for a short period of time. The Primordial Yin Yang God, who ruled over the ages, would not go looking for the Darkmoon Star. There was no need for him to do so. There were no resources there, and no one could threaten the Ancient Gods or Ancient Immortals.
This was the last option. At that point, Ye Qinghan definitely wouldn't go to Dark Moon, or Immemorial Yin Yang would chase after him. If that happened, Ye Qinghan would destroy the boundary stele and completely cut off the connection between Dark Moon and the Ancient Immortal World.
Ye Qinghan didn't tell anyone about this last plan, nor did he want to. This was all he could do. If he won, the world would be at peace. If he lost, he would die and send his brothers and sisters away.
Ye Qinghan looked at the teleportation boundary stele, his eyes flashing. He stroked the boundary stele and whispered, "I hope I don't need you."
This was the worst-case scenario, and it was all in Ye Qinghan's plan.
Hua — — —
With only one month left, Ye Qinghan stepped into the Heaven Suppressing Prefecture's district. Looking at the beautiful scenery, Ye Qinghan was filled with helplessness as he knew that he might not be able to protect this beautiful land.
Sigh …
Ye Qinghan sighed. He arrived at the Northern Divine Island and looked at the Sky Gazing Mountain. He then turned to look at Eternal World's boundary stele. It was connected to a small plane, the place where he was born and raised. This small mountain and river carried his countless years of memories, happiness and sadness.
Hua!
Ye Qinghan then entered Eternal World. Eternal World was still the same as before. Back then, it had been vast and boundless. Now, however, it only looked so small. At present, however, it was already full. It was in no way inferior to Wild Martial World.
Ye Qinghan followed the melody, going to every place where he once fought. He stroked the wind and welcomed the sunlight as he stepped into the Land of the Nine Continents. The nine cauldrons were still there, and many of his statues were still there, bearing the faith of countless people.
As long as Crazy Manor did not fall, the Land of the Nine Continents would be at peace. Ye Qinghan did it. Under his rule, even if there were conflicts and fights for resources, there would not be any great turmoil, nor would there be any harm to the people.
Ye Qinghan looked at his painstaking efforts. Under these lands, the flesh and blood of Crazy Manor were buried. It was not easy to obtain.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were filled with gentleness. His gentleness throughout his life ran through the Land of the Nine Continents.
Hua hua hua!
Xiu xiu xiu — — —
There was not much time left. Ye Qinghan's figure moved faster and faster. Every land he passed had traces of his battles.
The sun rose and the moon set. Time was like a song.
Finally, Ye Qinghan appeared in the Boundless Solar System. The Boundless Universe was now laid bare before his eyes. Years ago, this was the place where the most bitter of battles had taken place. Countless people had died, and countless heroes had been buried here.
Fu Su, Pangolin …
Hua hua!
Ye Qinghan traveled through time and arrived at the first ancestral land of the human race, the Tomb of Martyrs.
Hua hua!
Ye Qinghan bowed. His eyes flashed. He waved his hand and took out a large jar of wine, sprinkling it on every tombstone. He said with a hoarse voice, "Ancestors, I might not be able to return in the future. Please rest in peace."
Buzz!
Hua hua hua!
Countless years had passed, but the souls of the martyrs buried here did not seem to have forgotten Ye Qinghan. At this moment, a bright light shone, covering the land and startling the Endless Star System.
(This is the final stage. It's hard to write. There are many holes to fill in. To be honest, it's tiring, really tiring. I'll update later. Thank you for your company. Every time I think about finishing this book, I feel sad.)
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