Chapter 1798 - 1781: Why Do You Not Bow Before Me?
To enter the True Spirit Continent from the Three Thousand Great Realms, one must pass through the Outer Domain Battlefield, so its importance is indisputable.
Back then, the Human Race Four Emperors sat here for thousands of years to protect the True Spirit Continent, even opening up the Emperor World nearby.
And after the Human Race Four Emperors left the True Spirit Continent with Xiao Ye and Little White, the disciples of the Four Emperors naturally took on the duty of safeguarding the True Spirit Continent.
They also place great importance on the Outer Domain Battlefield, specially setting up arrays such that if any powerful figure from outside arrives, they would sense it immediately.
"What?"
"A powerful outsider has arrived?"
...
The cries of shock from the disciples of the Four Emperors spread, causing the Wuji Sect to fall into a deathly silence, and terror was written all over everyone’s faces.
Half a year ago, a powerful outsider arrived with a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering force that left a deep impression on them, one they would never forget.
"Little Junior Brother, the calamity calculated by the Heavenly Mechanism Sect disciples has arrived. You still have time to regret it now!"
"If you still have any powerful treasures, hurry and give them to me; after I break through, I’ll join forces with you to repel the enemy. Otherwise, relying solely on these half-baked Great Emperors can’t save the True Spirit Continent!"
Just prepared to leave, Duanmu Kun felt a surge of joy inside, his eyes wild, and he shouted excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Taiyi Palace Master, Wu Ming, and Xiao Dashan’s faces turned blue.
Despite having broken through by force, they are still Great Emperors, revered figures on the True Spirit Continent, yet Duanmu Kun dared to humiliate them like this?
"Father!"
"Master!"
"Brother!"
...
Xiao Nian, Xiao Fan, Lin Wen, and other Wuji Sect strongmen also cast their eyes toward Xiao Ye.
Despite Duanmu Kun’s harsh words, they had to admit he had a point; it was currently the only viable option.
Xiao Ye had left the True Spirit Continent just eighteen years ago, no matter how extraordinary, how formidable could he be?
"Little Junior Brother, the Senior Brother is right, if..."
Shen Cang, Lin Yi, and others couldn’t help but speak.
"Rest assured, our Wuji Sect lacks no Great Emperors."
But before they finished speaking, Xiao Ye’s faint words interrupted them, causing Duanmu Kun’s breath to halt.
...
Outer Domain Battlefield.
Boom boom boom!
Unmatched power surged like a monstrous wave, roaring across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Suddenly, the silhouettes of martial artists appeared from the Ancient Road.
These martial artists, akin to Demon Gods, numbered over two thousand, emitting an aura of Spirit Rank.
"Yun’er actually fell in such a low-level plane; truly a disgrace!"
Among the demonic silhouettes was a middle-aged man with a gaunt appearance and azure long hair, his face exceedingly gloomy.
"The Young Clan Leader was a genius from our’ Heavenly Feather’ plane, who’d already advanced to the Earth Spirit Realm, yet he perished on a mere low-level plane; it’s rather peculiar."
"Moreover, outside this plane, there’s also that Blue Demon Star Domain Spirit Army..."
"I think it’s best to investigate thoroughly first to be safe."
One martial artist stepped out, his face full of vigilance as he spoke.
Their Heavenly Feather plane barely qualifies as an Intermediate Plane among the Three Thousand Great Realms, where martial artists can advance to the Spirit Rank without obstruction.
The Lei Clan dominates the Heavenly Feather Plane, with the current Clan Leader having reached the Late Earth Spirit Realm, possessing terrifying strength.
Nonetheless, no matter how strong the Lei Clan, they can only rule within a plane, and cannot compete against Star Domain Forces.
After all, under Star Domain Forces, many Intermediate Planes are subjugated.
"Humph!"
"This is merely a low-level plane which barely produces an initially Spirit-Transformed martial artist. Do you really think a low-level plane could breed a Spirit King?"
"Regardless, I’ll destroy this low-level plane today and bury Yun’er!"
The azure-haired middle-aged man snorted angrily, his entire being radiating murderous intent.
Suffering the pain of lost offspring, he lacked much rational thought.
"The Clan Leader’s analysis isn’t wrong; perhaps the Blue Demon Spirit Army outside the plane was simply passing through."
Upon hearing this, the martial artist sighed and retreated.
"In the east, there are many initial Spirit Transformation auras, alongside Spirit Rank experts?"
"The killer of Yun’er must be among them. Follow me!"
The azure middle-aged man released his expansive spiritual sense, and his eyes flamed as he led all the martial artists towards the direction of the Wuji Sect.
...
Boom boom boom!
When these martial artists left the Outer Domain Battlefield and ascended the True Spirit Continent, the boundless and terrifying Spirit Rank aura immediately swept out, shattering mountains and rivers, darkening the sun and moon.
Thunder lights flashed fiercely above the Heavenly Dome, carrying unmatched divine power that spread widely; countless cities turned to ashes.
"Dear heavens, where did these martial artists come from? Could they all be Great Emperors?"
"No, I’ve once witnessed a Great Emperor, and these martial artists are far superior."
...
No matter where they were on the True Spirit Continent, martial artists knelt trembling on the ground, their bodies ready to split, faces filled with despair.
Even those ranked as Half Emperors seemed as ants, utterly incomparable.
During this unprecedented turmoil in the history of the True Spirit Continent, Wuji Sect was equally lifeless and silent. Central State Half Emperors who came to see Emperor Xiao were terrified.
For that terrifying aura ravaging the True Spirit Continent was rushing towards them at an incredible pace.
Despair!
Powerlessness!
These auras were so dreadful that even from afar, they caused their souls to shudder, leaving them without a trace of War Intent.
"This..."
Even Duanmu Kun turned pale, struggling to breathe.
He realized now how naive he had been!
The powerful figures descending on the True Spirit Continent were far too numerous, and each Exuding terrifying auras to the extreme.
Even if Xiao Ye could produce treasures to help him breakthrough once more, as a Great Emperor, he wouldn’t be able to contend with any of them, the gap was simply too vast.
"Ants of the low-level plane, I am the Lei Clan Patriarch from the Intermediate Heavenly Feather Plane."
"Who killed my son? Stand out now, or all of you will die!"
Just then, a voice resembling a roaring thunder suddenly spread, shaking everyone to the point they couldn’t stand, collapsing on the ground, countless buildings within the Wuji Sect were blown away.
After a few breaths, led by the azure-haired middle-aged man, two thousand martial artists had ascended above the Wuji Sect.
The azure-haired middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back, his cold eyes gazed below, unleashing the terrifying aura, causing everyone to lie down, including Duanmu Kun.
"If you arrived so swiftly at the True Spirit Continent, you must belong to a family from the Intermediate Plane within the Blue Demon Star Domain."
"Upon seeing me... why do you not bow?"
A slow voice spread, as a force opened a defense, blocking all the aura, causing the middle-aged man’s gaze to halt.