Wang Changsheng’s words left everyone stunned, their hearts shaken. No one had expected him to make such a decisive move!
The gate was enormous, as if carved from a majestic immortal mountain, towering between heaven and earth, propping up the cosmos and forming a divine portal that spanned realms.
One after another, soldiers marched out, their blood qi surging and essence energy swirling around them. Their divine power leaked out, converging like raging waves crashing against the shore, shaking the heavens and making the space unstable.
These were undoubtedly elites—their armor gleaming, their weapons casting cold light that illuminated the nine heavens, chilling the souls of onlookers. They resembled a legion of demon gods emerging from hell, ready to wage war across the eight wastelands.
At first, it was relatively calm, but as more troops arrived, savage mounts appeared—ancient beasts, many of them rare species cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Riders sat atop them, wielding long spears and halberds, their expressions icy.
These ferocious beasts had scales like cold metal, their massive bodies growling and roaring, splitting the void with their sheer force.
There were at least ten thousand ancient beasts, many with horns that sliced through the sky like heavenly blades, their colossal hooves shaking the earth with thunderous booms.
The clamor of men and beasts filled the air, murderous intent thick as smoke.
This was no ordinary army. Wherever they struck, they would bring a storm of blood and leave a trail of devastation.
No one had anticipated that Wang Changsheng would invest so heavily, sending out such a formidable force to reinforce the borderlands!
But that wasn’t all. Piercing avian cries rang out as enormous wings blotted the sky. From the spatial gate emerged one fierce bird after another, their divine wings spreading to cover the heavens.
Like dark clouds drifting in, they cast vast shadows over the land, suffocating the hearts of those below, making it hard to breathe.
Ten thousand fierce birds soared, each carrying a cultivator. Man and beast merged into a formidable unit, unleashing a rolling tide of killing intent that swept across the firmament.
These birds were descendants of various divine avian species, with leaders among them being true divine birds—Golden Crows, Peng Birds, Azure-Scaled Eagles—their wings splitting the heavens!
Ten thousand beast cavalry, ten thousand avian cavalry, and eighty thousand soldiers riding war chariots—all descended from the sky, creating an overwhelming spectacle.
“This is my sincerity!” Wang Changsheng’s voice echoed from beyond the spatial gate.
No one had expected such a grand gesture. This was no ragtag force—it was the Wang Family’s elite army, a crucial and powerful asset.
Wang Changsheng had actually sent them to the borderlands!
This was completely different from what people had imagined. He had offered a force of immense significance!
Elder Meng Tianzheng observed the army and, after a brief silence, smiled. “Brother Wang, your righteousness is unparalleled. Such an army is like timely aid in a snowstorm for the borderlands!”
In the sky, golden paths of light retracted, vanishing into the bodies of several elders standing beside Meng Tianzheng. These were the true decision-makers of the long-life families, peerless experts!
They remained silent. Originally, they had intended to support Elder Meng Tianzheng in confronting the Wang Family, but now, seeing this, they could only sigh softly.
Old Lady Jin was first astonished, then smiled. “Brother Wang, you remain as heroic as in your youth, your spirit vast as the heavens. Such sacrifice is truly admirable!”
“Kill!”
The hundred-thousand-strong army roared in unison, shaking the heavens and earth. Space cracked open like dark abysses as their unified might shook the world.
This was a display of the Wang Family’s military prowess—each soldier was a battle-hardened warrior with extraordinary abilities.
“Excellent. If every clan could act like this, the borderlands would be unbreakable, and our world could be preserved, giving future generations time to grow stronger!” A monstrous elder from a long-life family beside Meng Tianzheng nodded approvingly.
“Father, we have disgraced you!” Among the Five Dragons suppressed on the ground at the Celestial Academy, one spoke.
The Five Dragons neither begged for rescue nor cursed Meng Tianzheng. Their tone, however, made people wonder—were they responding to Wang Changsheng’s grand gesture, or hinting at something else?
“Fools, overestimating yourselves. Go to the borderlands and redeem yourselves through battle. Wash away your sins with blood!” Wang Changsheng declared.
The Five Dragons paled. Wang Changsheng had truly made this decision—the hundred thousand elite troops were not sent to bring them home. They were still being exiled.
After a brief silence, they bowed from afar, accepting their fate.
Wang Changsheng said, “The hundred thousand soldiers are entrusted to you five. Lead them well, kill more enemies, and do not act foolishly again. Do not let their blood be shed in vain—glory and blood go hand in hand!”
“Understood!” the Five Dragons roared, their eyes darkening. This army was prepared for them—perhaps the foundation for them to dominate the borderlands. They could not waste their father’s efforts.
In the distance, people frowned but then relaxed. Commanding the Wang Family’s army would be difficult for outsiders—only the Five Dragons had the rightful authority.
Neither Elder Meng Tianzheng nor the monstrous elders of the long-life families interfered, accepting this reality.
“Brother Wang, your heroism is unmatched!” Old Lady Jin chuckled, then personally released the seals on the Five Dragons.
“Boom!”
In an instant, the Five Dragons’ blood qi surged. Crimson beams shot from their heads, piercing the heavens—their life essence, entwined with dense chaos energy.
The sight was terrifying. The Five Dragons were peerless warriors, unmatched in the mortal realm, surpassing countless great sects!
Had it not been for the five veterans who had fought in the ancient war, no one could have suppressed them—they would have slaughtered all challengers.
In a flash, their severed limbs reconnected, their bodies rumbling like thunder as blood flowed, accompanied by immortal mist and chaos energy. They healed instantly.
Such power was terrifying. Even if torn apart and buried across the world, they could swiftly recover and reassemble.
At this level, they were nearly unkillable, almost impossible to bury!
“Such fine men, heroes in their prime! May you slay many enemies at the borderlands, forge legends, and restore the Wang Family’s immortal glory!” Old Lady Jin smiled, her aged eyes crinkling.
“Thank you, Elder!” the Five Dragons saluted in unison.
Their cold gazes swept over Shi Hao, Cao Yusheng, and the golden little ant, but this time, they made no further moves.
Yet, that fleeting glance sent chills down spines—like being stared at by prehistoric beasts, exuding extreme danger.
“Brother Wang, why not come and converse?” Meng Tianzheng invited Wang Changsheng to step out from the Wang Family and descend upon the Celestial Academy.
“Very well!”
From the spatial gate, a broad golden path emerged, radiant and serene, stretching forward. Divine flowers drifted down, and the sound of chanting scriptures filled the air.
This was the aura of a supreme being walking the mortal world—one who had touched the realm of immortality and was on the verge of ascension!
Half-step immortal!
This was Wang Changsheng’s power, hailed as one of the strongest in this world!
A youthful figure strode down the golden path, brimming with vitality, ethereal and transcendent. He looked impossibly young, shocking all who saw him.
Many were seeing this legendary titan for the first time.
It was hard to believe that this seemingly harmless, handsome youth of seventeen or eighteen was the awe-inspiring Wang Changsheng, whose name had shaken the ages.
But he gave them no time to stare.
The golden path stretched from the horizon into the Celestial Academy, and soon, he vanished from sight.
“Brother, your demeanor truly humbles us!” A ruler of a long-life family sighed sincerely, without flattery.
“I’ve grown old, truly old. I sought a second life, but only achieved partial success,” Wang Changsheng smiled, his teeth dazzlingly white.
“You five, come and apologize to Elder Meng,” Wang Changsheng called to his sons.
Compared to him, the Five Dragons appeared elderly, their hair streaked with gray. To outsiders, it was unclear who was the elder.
The Five Dragons bowed stiffly to Meng Tianzheng. “Elder, please forgive our recklessness!”
“Do not trouble these youngsters. They are good men,” Old Lady Jin interjected with a wrinkled smile.
Meng Tianzheng transmitted a message to Wang Changsheng: “Brother Wang, I speak plainly. The child Shi Hao obtained a scripture and shared it with me. I find it extraordinary. If you are interested, I will share it with you in the future.”
He continued, “I have placed nine seals on Shi Hao’s soul. If outsiders attempt to read the scripture, it will be erased.”
Wang Changsheng’s eyes gleamed as he glanced at Shi Hao, then fixed his gaze on Meng Tianzheng.
“This scripture is extraordinary. If the Wang Family makes great contributions to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the future, you will have the right to study it. I will personally deliver it then,” Meng Tianzheng said.
Wang Changsheng’s eyes deepened, visions of the world’s creation and celestial destruction flickering within them, wisps of chaos energy swirling ominously.
Finally, he nodded without a word.
The rulers of the long-life families lingered briefly, exchanged a few words, then departed.
“To the borderlands!” The Wang Family’s hundred thousand elite troops set off, led by Meng Tianzheng and another titan of the long-life families, marching to war.
Some powerhouses remained to guard the Nine Heavens.
Amidst the storm, the world faced another life-or-death crisis. Every clan mobilized in preparation for battle.
The strongest of the younger generation were not forgotten. That very day, someone sought them out.
“Do you wish to grow swiftly? Do you wish to become legends? Only through the baptism of blood and fire can one rise the fastest!”
This voice boomed in Shi Hao’s ears like a great bell tolling.
“The ancients were mighty because they fought often, fought fiercely. Legends say that some, at your age, marched to the borderlands, bathed in enemy blood, grew stronger with each battle, ascending step by step—first becoming mortal supremes, then breaking through death’s gate to emerge as war immortals!”
“Could you do the same? Will you leave your mark on history, or remain mediocre? Will you strive forward, or hide in comfort?”
“Know this—the borderlands are not just a battlefield. They are a land of fortune, with boundless mountains, endless immortal soil, and ancient burial grounds. The ruins of past great ones stretch endlessly, filled with opportunities. Start as foot soldiers, rise from the bottom, and you may glimpse the path to immortality, singing triumph through blood and death. Who dares to go? Do you have the courage?!”
The voice shook the heavens, resonating with the battle blood in every listener’s veins.
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