In the bamboo forest, Lin Tian lay comfortably on the rocking chair in front of the bamboo house, enjoying the breeze from the surrounding bamboos.
Xiao Hei stood in front of the Body Tempering Pool, using the clear water to wash her wings.
In the afternoon, the Patriarch of Martial Arts sect, Zhao Wuxing, and the seven elders came to persuade him a few more times. They even got Lin Longxiao and Lin Muyu to help.
It was just that these two people were also 100% convinced by Lin Tian now.
When Lin Tian said that it was fine, they did not try to persuade him anymore and went back to cultivate.
Regarding this, the Patriarch of Martial Arts sect and the seven elders were very helpless.
Night gradually fell. The Fortune Mountain Range no longer had its usual cheerful laughter. Only the chirping of insects was left, and it was eerily silent.
Everyone knew that this night was probably the last night of peace.
In the Zaihua Martial Arts sect, everyone was nervous and nervous.
The Patriarch of Martial Arts sect and the seven elders sat silently in the Fortune Palace, their breathing constantly at peak condition, ready to welcome the arrival of dawn.
Outside the Martial Arts sect, there were faint shadows flashing.
These people were either spies from the outside world or itinerant cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation.
Because the Zaihua Martial Arts sect had sealed itself, they could not get close to the Martial Arts sect. They could only wander around the borders of the Fortune Mountain Range and observe the situation inside.
That night, not many people in Zhongzhou could sleep well.
Some were nervous, some were excited, and some were afraid.
Only Lin Tian seemed to know nothing. He lay on the rocking chair outside the bamboo house, bathed in the holy moonlight, and slept soundly.
Xiao Hei lay on the roof of the bamboo house, looking at the horizon, waiting for dawn.
Time passed bit by bit, and the sky gradually brightened.
"Dong dong dong!!!"
"Dong dong dong!!!"
The powerful sound of war drums could be heard from afar.
"It's coming …"
The Patriarch of Martial Arts sect stood up and the seven elders followed behind him. They walked to the entrance of the Fortune Hall and gazed into the distance. It was as if they could see the Dongyu battleship slowly approaching from a thousand miles away.
"Wu!!!"
The deep and ancient sound of the horn drifted over as if it had traveled through time and space. The Patriarch of Martial Arts sect and the seven patriarchs clenched their fists.
They knew that this was a showdown between sects, and it was the horn of war.
"Sound the horn, prepare for battle!"
The Patriarch of Martial Arts Sect said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.
The battle could be lost, but the momentum of the Martial arts sect could not be lost.
"Wu —"
Soon, the deep sound of a war horn rang out in the Martial arts sect.
In the eastern part of Zhongzhou State, tens of thousands of miles away, horns of war sounded. Countless people looked towards the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect. They knew that this was the Martial Arts Sect's response. They would rather fight than submit.
"The Zaihua Martial Arts Sect is indeed worthy of being an imperial lineage. They have backbone."
A thousand miles away, on a battleship in the Yingyue Tiangong, an elder heard the sound of the ancient war horn from the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect. He sneered and said, "However, at this time, having backbone will only lead to self-destruction."
"Pass down my order, full speed ahead!"
The elder shouted. The ship immediately accelerated and broke through the clouds. It consumed a large number of spirit stones and headed towards the Martial arts sect.
This kind of large ship could not only be used for traveling, but also to avoid the void turbulence when crossing the void. At the same time, it could be used to attack cities.
Many defensive and offensive formations were engraved on it.
With the activation of spirit ores, a full-powered attack could instantly kill an ordinary Ruler.
It was a terrifying weapon of war.
However, the materials used to make it were also very precious. The number of spirit stones needed to power it was astronomical.
Ordinary sects could not afford it at all.
Therefore, no matter how powerful this kind of battleship was, the Sect did not have many of them, and they would not easily use them.
This time, however, it was different.
If they could destroy the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect and snatch the Great Emperor's inheritance, all the losses would be worth it.
It did not matter even if all of these battleships were to be destroyed.
This time, Dongyu had mobilized a total of eight large battleships.
Behind them were twenty smaller battleships. These small battleships could not cause much damage to an Emperor, but they could still kill a King.
In addition to the large battleship sent by Qingyun City, there were a total of twenty-nine battleships. They covered the sky and the sun as they headed towards the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect in a mighty manner.
Wherever they passed, there was no one who did not tremble in fear.
Most importantly, there were many other battleships coming from other places in Zhongzhou.
At dawn, the sound of war drums resounded throughout the entire Zhongzhou.
Almost everyone heard the horn of war.
"The world is going to change …"
An old man said in a trembling voice as he raised his head and looked at the large battleships flying past him.
The moment the sun rose above the horizon, the mighty battleships of Dongyu finally appeared in the sights of the Patriarch of Martial Arts Sect and the seven elders.
"Halt!"
The Patriarch of Martial Arts Sect took a step forward, took a deep breath, and shouted into the distance. His voice reverberated throughout the land.
"I am the Law Enforcement Elder of Yingyue Tiangong, Qiu Jingyang. I am here on the orders of the Palace Master to arrest the culprit who killed the elders of the Heavenly Palace — Lin Tian!"
"The people behind us are our comrades from Dongyu. They are here for the same reason."
"If the Martial Arts Sect insists on stopping us, we will have no choice but to fight with our swords!"
A silver-robed old man shouted in a deep voice from the ship at the very front, which had a bright moon engraved on it. His oppressive might filled the sky, and his cultivation was at least that of a rank seven Martial Emperor.
At this level, only two people in the Zaihua Martial Arts Sect could rival him.
"I heard that Patriarch Zhao and the other elders were bewitched by the demon. As a force in Zhongzhou, we can't just stand by and do nothing. The Patriarch agreed to the Martial Arts Sect's request and sent us here to help. I hope that Patriarch Zhao can undo the formation and let us go."
At this moment, another voice came from afar.
In the blink of an eye, a group of black battleships was slowly approaching from the horizon.
The sharp-eyed Patriarch of Martial Arts Sect noticed that the people in charge of the Qian and Kun Peaks were all standing on the battleships.
For a moment, the Patriarch of Martial Arts Sect's face darkened.
"These bastards. When the Sect is in danger, not only did they not think of protecting the Sect, they even sided with the enemy. They deserve to die!!!"
When the Sixth Elder saw this scene, he clenched his fists tightly and could not help but curse out through gritted teeth. His heart was filled with hatred. He regretted not asking Lin Tian to join forces and slaughter these bastards back then.
The rest of the people looked at the people from the Qian and Kun Peaks on the battleships with anger and coldness in their eyes.
"Patriarch Zhao, you have lost your mind. Open the gate and let our comrades from Dongyu and us in."
As they approached, the guardian elder who represented Qian Feng smiled proudly and said, "Our comrades from Zhongzhou have promised us that they will only capture Lin Tian and won't do anything to our Martial Arts Sect. Don't worry."
"After all, our Martial Arts Sect is innocent, isn't it?"
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