"Impudent!"
The Daoist priest was instantly enraged. With a light wave of the horsetail whisk in his hand, it was as if he was waving the entire galaxy as he brazenly faced the giant sword that was slashing at his head.
"Rumble …"
As the void trembled, the horsetail whisk in the Daoist priest's hand shattered, and he took a few steps back.
His expression was both shocked and furious. His left hand, which was hanging at his waist, could not stop trembling, and blood slowly dripped down, "Junior, how dare you hurt me?"
"Say another word and you'll die!" Ye Wushuang's expression was cold.
The Daoist priest, "You …"
"Don't be rash!"
Old Wang hurriedly stopped him, "This is Lei Wanjun from Purple Cloud Grotto. I invited him here to resolve the matter with the Yangtze River's Water Dragon Palace."
After the spiritual energy recovery.
Not only had Demon Kings awakened, but secret realms such as grotto-heavens had also appeared. The people living in them were all human almighties. However, they were extremely high and mighty and had never come into contact with the secular world.
In order to resolve the crisis for Ye Chen, he had no choice but to invite Lei Wanjun from Purple Cloud Grotto.
However, he really did not expect that the person he invited to help would have a conflict with Ye Wushuang. If that was the case, wouldn't this path be completely cut off?
As expected, as if to verify his guess, Lei Wanjun laughed angrily, "Alright, alright. Is this how you treat your guests? It seems like Mad Southern Ye doesn't need the help of our grotto-heavens. "
With that, he planned to leave with a flick of his sleeves.
Old Wang hurriedly said, "Lei Exalted Immortal, please stop. This matter concerns the survival of the human race. Please consider the bigger picture."
"It's fine if I don't leave!"
Lei Wanjun took a deep breath in and looked at Ye Wushuang with a cold smile on his face, "This brat must apologize to me!"
Old Wang suppressed his anger and looked at Ye Wushuang who remained unmoved. He could only sigh softly to himself.
How could he not know the pride of someone like Lei Wanjun from a grotto? However, for the sake of the bigger picture, he could only hold it in.
"What arrogance!"
In this deadlock, a faint voice rang out from within the secret room. Then, a skinny figure slowly walked out.
"Brother!" Ye Wen hurried forward.
Old Wang heaved a sigh of relief, "Let me introduce you. This is Purple Cloud Grotto's …"
"There's no need for introductions!"
Ye Chen interrupted him and glared at Lei Wanjun. "How dare a mere person from the secret zone ask my brother to apologize to you? Who gave you the courage? "
"Mad Southern Ye, how dare you treat me like this?"
Lei Wanjun's expression changed slightly as if he was enraged. "Don't forget that I represent the Blessed Enclave. You'll die if the mighty figures of the human race don't help!"
"I don't need your help! “
Ye Chen chuckled softly. "Please!"
"Don't regret this!" Lei Wanjun was shocked. Clearly, he did not expect Ye Chen to be so stubborn.
"Scram!"
Ye Chen's shout was like thunder.
"Fine, fine, fine. Let's see how you'll deal with this deadly situation without us!" Lei Wanjun laughed angrily and left with a flick of his sleeve.
…
After he left.
Elder Wang sighed, "You were too impulsive!"
He thought Ye Chen had said those words out of anger earlier.
"Impulse?"
Ye Chen raised his brows and said while shaking his head, "Elder Wang, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need anyone's help."
Elder Wang's lips moved slightly, and he heard an incomparably proud laughter coming from the secret chamber, "Fellow Ye, I've succeeded. I've succeeded!"
Ye Chen put away the smile on his face and said seriously, "Oh yeah, get the hundred generals from the ten preparation zones to see me!"
Although his voice was extremely calm, it contained a trace of killing intent that could not be concealed.
…
Tiannan battlefront!
On a huge field, more than three hundred figures stood tall like steel!
Even though it was raining and the temperature was below zero, the scene was extremely silent, as if it had been petrified.
Dong … Dong … Dong …
The dull and oppressive sound of war drums slowly sounded from the military camp, like beating hearts that were suppressing their anger.
"Today, I, Ye Chen, am untalented. I'm willing to be the sharp sword of China and kill all the enemies in the world. I'll return China to its former glory!
And I'll need your help! "
Ye Chen stood on the high platform. Ten blue flags appeared in his hands. He suddenly shouted, "Where's Yan Nanfei?"
"Boom …"
Yan Nanfei charged forward.
Ye Chen lifted his hand and tossed. Ten Mountain-moving Flags shot out immediately, "I order you to lead 30,000 troops and be the right commander of the eastern frontline!"
"Where's Han Qinhu?!"
As soon as Ye Chen said that!
Han Qinhu took a step forward.
Ten Mountain-moving Flags landed in his hands, "I order you to be the left commander of the eastern frontline and lead 30,000 troops!"
"Where's Li Yunxiao?"
Another ten Mountain-moving Flags shot out, "I order you to be the commander of the eastern frontline and lead 30,000 troops!"
"Where's Wu Jianguo?"
"Where's Chen Weijian?"
"…"
Half an hour later, Ye Chen had distributed all 360 Mountain-moving Flags on him. The troops were deployed to the five places where the beasts gathered.
He glanced at the 20 Mountain-moving Flags that the patriarch had refined and said to Pang Yuanqing beside him, "Are the Heavy Artillery Battalion and the other mobile units ready?"
"We've been ready for a long time!"
Pang Yuanqing immediately stood at attention and said, "Moreover, Old Wang has already ordered people to engrave talismans on these equipment, as well as the five nuclear bombs codenamed Sky Thunder that have been recently developed …"
At that moment, Old Wang arrived in a helicopter.
"Old Wang, I'll leave everything here to you!"
Ye Chen said while smiling lightly, "Once I attack at the Water Dragon Palace, you must attack at the same time. Rush to five directions and destroy this army of one million beasts!"
That was his real goal. So what if he killed a few dozen Demon Kings? After killing them, a new Demon King would be born in the army of one million beasts.
If he wanted to kill them, he would eliminate them once and for all.
With the Mountain-moving Flags, the army of one million could cross thousands of kilometers in an instant and catch the beasts off guard.
"There's no problem on my side, but you …" Old Wang sighed softly, his eyes slightly red.
He had already found out about Ye Chen's plan. Initially, he thought that Ye Chen wanted to use the army of one million to go to the Water Dragon Palace. Never did he expect that his real goal was to deal with the army of one million beasts.
Most importantly, Ye Chen needed to go to the Water Dragon Palace and face dozens of Demon Kings alone if he wanted to carry out the plan successfully.
"Don't worry!"
Ye Chen smiled lightly as he looked at them disdainfully.
…
That afternoon.
The Star Group finally spoke. They announced that the master of the Star Group, Mad Southern Ye, was going north to flatten the Water Dragon Palace, wipe out everything, and suppress the foreign tribes!
When the news spread, the world was shocked.
"He's crazy, he's crazy. Mad Southern Ye is really crazy. How dare he say such arrogant words!"
"Doesn't he know that his opponents are dozens of Demon Kings and a million beasts?"
Countless people revealed looks of disbelief.
Almost at that moment, Mount Longhu!
The previous third-generation Celestial Master of Mount Longhu, Taoist Master Long Quan, was worried about all the disciples. He laughed out loud, "Mad Southern Ye, you're indeed a legend of China. You're so determined. When have we ever been afraid of death?!"
At the next moment!
He took a deep breath in and said in a low voice, "Disciples, listen up. Anyone who can run and move will follow me north. We won't return until we destroy the Water Dragon Palace!"
Mao Mountain!
"Has this day finally come?!"
The only quasi-saint of Maoshan shouted like thunder, "Fine, I'll do my best to fight for a path to the heavens for China!"
Wudang Mountain.
Grandmaster Li Xuanji's blood surged, "Fight! Fight! Fight! "
Such a scene played out in countless cultivation sects in China. Countless sects used all their strength to silently head north.
The Yangtze River Water Dragon Palace spoke again.
"Mad Southern Ye overestimates himself. How dare you provoke the beasts? After we kill you, we'll massacre China and leave no one alive!"
Everyone was infuriated by his words.
"Mad Southern Ye, let's fight. Kill all these animals and let them know who the real master of this world is!"
On the other hand, a storm was set off on the internet. Forums, tribes, short videos, live-streaming platforms, and other major interactive platforms were all furious.
"Damn it, damn it. Do you think the hundreds of thousands of cultivators and millions of mutants in China are made of mud?"
Countless young cultivators and mutants wished they could kill their way into the Yangtze River Water Dragon Palace right now.
"There are many heroes in Yan Huang. They are not afraid to fight a hundred people alone. They will take revenge. Look at the blood of the Chinese men!"
"Cultivate my sword, kill my way up to the Nine Heavens, spill my blood, and press forward. Fight, fight, kill, kill, kill!"
…
(PS: Chapter 3, not today. Because I'm about to take the second exam, I've wasted a lot of time practicing. Sorry, I go to driving school at 6: 30 am every day and only come back at 6 or 7 pm. I don't even have time to eat. I'll be fine after I'm done.)
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