The Strange Tide in the North Broke Out Early, Wang Hao Immediately Packed Up All the Conference Delegates for Real Combat

The ancient seal has cracked! The monster tide has erupted ahead of schedule!

These twelve words, like twelve ice-cold boning knives, viciously pierced the heart of everyone in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The big shots of various factions, who just a second ago had been fighting over brushes to sign the alliance pact and declare their loyalty, instantly froze in place. The sound transmission jade slip held high in the hands of the purple-robed eunuch flashed frantically with a blinding red light, illuminating everyone's faces until they were as pale as paper.

No... impossible! The ancient texts clearly recorded that the seal could hold for at least another three years! How could it suddenly crack?! The brush in the hands of the Purple Heaven Sect's elder dropped to the floor with a clatter, splattering ink all over him, but he remained completely oblivious, his entire body trembling as if he were having a seizure.

An evil aura of this magnitude can injure us from thousands of miles away... If this fully erupts, the Eastern Wasteland is finished! It's all over! The Valley Master of the Fire Cloud Valley fared even worse; his legs gave out and he collapsed directly onto the floor, his eyes filled with absolute despair.

Panic spread through the Hall of Supreme Harmony at an exponential rate, much like a plague.

The righteous indignation they displayed just moments ago when signing the pact was instantly shattered into pieces in the face of true life-and-death peril. Only one thought remained in the minds of these old foxes: run!

Your... Your Majesty! A family patriarch abruptly turned around and shouted at Wang Hao. Since the flames of war have ignited in the North, we must immediately return to our families, activate our clan protection arrays, and mobilize our forces to resist the foreign enemy! We beg Your Majesty to grant us permission to leave the city at once!

Yes, exactly! I still have countless disciples in my sect who need to be reassured. I must return immediately to take charge of the situation!

Your Majesty, fighting the Nightmares is a long-term endeavor; we cannot all perish here in the capital!

For a time, the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony seemed to transform into a noisy marketplace. These experts, who were usually so high and mighty, were now racking their brains to find excuses to flee. Talk of a Demon Suppression Alliance or jointly resisting the great calamity all turned to utter bullshit in the face of a mountain of flesh that could devour everything at any moment!

In the back rows, young geniuses like Xiao Chen and Ye Guyun were equally pale, but as they watched the ugly behavior of their elders, a deep look of disdain flashed through their eyes.

Bang!!!

A deafening explosion instantly drowned out all the clamor in the great hall!

Wang Hao slammed his palm onto the dragon desk forged from ten-thousand-year profound ice, his violent true qi directly shattering the indestructible desk into a sky full of ice shards!

The terrifying coercion of that trace of the Martial God Realm One-Day Trial Card descended once more like the crushing weight of Mount Tai, firmly pressing down on everyone who attempted to flee, making their bones creak under the pressure!

Run? Where are you going to run?! Wang Hao stood tall, his pure black dragon robe snapping wildly in the astral winds, looking like a peerless demon god stepping out from the abyss.

The northern seal is broken, and the monster tide is surging south. The first to bear the brunt is the Great Zhou defense line! Once the defense line collapses, that hundred-zhang mountain of flesh will drive straight in, and the entire Eastern Wasteland will become its hunting ground! Do you really think your shabby little mountains and those few pathetic formations that cannot even block the Astral Qi Realm can stop the acid and tentacles of the Nightmares?!

Wang Hao's gaze was like a blade, viciously scraping across the faces of those clamoring to leave, his words striking like thunder. Today, without my imperial decree, whoever dares to take half a step out of this Hall of Supreme Harmony, I will use them to sacrifice to the flag!

The entire venue fell dead silent. Everyone was intimidated by Wang Hao's thunderous wrath, not even daring to breathe too heavily.

Your Majesty... Shen Xue slowly stood up against that terrifying coercion, her breathtakingly beautiful face full of solemnity. The early eruption of the monster tide is definitely no accident. I fear the Heaven Dao Alliance or the Heavenly Pavilion is behind this. With the situation so critical, does Great Zhou have a countermeasure?

Faced with Shen Xue's question, Wang Hao withdrew that trace of Martial God coercion and a smile suddenly crept up the corners of his mouth.

Those who knew Wang Hao well, such as Wei Zhongxian, knew that whenever they saw this smile, someone was about to suffer terribly.

A countermeasure? Of course we have one. Wang Hao nodded as if it were only natural. Aren't we in the middle of holding the Demon Suppression Conference? The alliance charter is already mostly signed. Since the northern monster tide has erupted, isn't this a godsend opportunity to test the caliber of our alliance?

Wang Hao waved his large sleeve, pointing at the terrified crowd below. I announce! The Demon Suppression Conference is relocating! The meeting will not stop, and the signing will continue!

It's just that the venue will be moved from this Hall of Supreme Harmony to the Northern Great Wall!

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a freezing spell had been cast over the entire hall; everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

What?! Go to the Northern Great Wall?! Go face-to-face with those monsters?!

This... Your Majesty, you absolutely cannot! The Purple Heaven Sect elder's voice cracked from sheer terror. The battlefield is treacherous. If we all go to the front lines and something goes wrong, the Eastern Wasteland will be left without its leaders!

Yes, Your Majesty, swords and spears have no eyes, and the Nightmares are ruthless. We...

Shut up! Wang Hao rudely interrupted them, sneering continuously. Weren't you all just signing your names, claiming you would swear absolute loyalty to the alliance and jointly resist the calamity? What's the matter? When it was just talk on paper, you were endlessly eloquent, but now that it's time for you to see some real blood, you've all turned into cowardly turtles?!

Wang Hao gave them no chance to retort at all, directly issuing a despair-inducing, absolute command. Pass down my decree! Activate Great Zhou's strategic ultra-long-distance teleportation array, the Heaven-Stabilizing Array!

All sect envoys and family patriarchs present, acting as 'alliance observers', will all be packed up and accompany me north to supervise the battle! Those who refuse will be charged with treason against the human race and executed on the spot!

The top one hundred on the Prodigy Roll, change your gear immediately! As the vanguard of the 'Alliance Guest Legion', all of you get on the city walls! If you don't see blood and fail to chop off the heads of ten Nightmares of the same cultivation level, don't even think about coming back!

In the back row, Xiao Chen, Ye Guyun, and the others felt their heads buzzing after hearing this.

Was this a fucking meeting? This was clearly treating them as free, high-tier cannon fodder and throwing them straight into a meat grinder! They had just been beaten half to death in the martial arts tournament, and now, without even a chance to catch their breath, they were being sent straight to hack at monsters?!

Dog emperor... your heart is too black... Xiao Chen roared madly in his mind, but looking at the heavily armed, murderous Imperial Guards surrounding them, he wisely swallowed those words and silently drew his broken sword.

Ren Mingyue gasped as she watched this scene. She finally completely understood Wang Hao's methods.

Using a sudden crisis to force everyone to fight while they sign, giving them absolutely no room to delay or think. Whoever dared to refuse at this moment would be publicly tearing up the newly signed pact and disregarding the lives of the common people, giving Wang Hao the perfect justification to kill them!

What was even more ruthless was dragging the representatives of the most elite factions in the world and the hope of the younger generation straight to the front lines. If Great Zhou managed to hold the northern defense line, then the authority of this Demon Suppression Conference would be thoroughly cemented amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! Everyone would witness the might of Great Zhou with their own eyes, and from then on, they would never again be able to muster a single thought of rebellion!

This was a massive gamble, but Wang Hao simply snatched everyone's chips and slammed them down on his own plate!

Activate the formation!

Following Wang Hao's explosive shout, twelve towering white jade pillars shot into the sky outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, erupting with blinding blue spatial light. A massive teleportation array capable of holding ten thousand people formed in an instant.

Forced by the gleaming blades and spears of the Royal Guards, the usually pampered sect masters and elders looked as if they were attending a funeral as they were roughly herded into the teleportation array. The young prodigies were also lined up, biting the bullet as they stepped into the pillar of light.

The three women, Shen Xue, Yun Meng, and Ren Mingyue, did not hesitate, stepping into the array of their own accord. They knew that this battle was not only a catastrophe for the Great Zhou Dynasty but also a touchstone for the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Buzz—!

The light flashed, and the Hall of Supreme Harmony was instantly empty.

...

The Northern Frontier, the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall.

This was a giant black wall stretching for tens of thousands of miles, forged from black iron and stardust sand, its surface covered in dense defensive formation runes.

When the teleportation light dissipated, the thousands of Eastern Wasteland bigwigs and prodigies who had been forced to attend the meeting finally got a clear look at the scene before them.

Then, they collectively lost their voices.

Beyond the city wall, the originally grayish-white snowfield had now turned into a surging purplish-black ocean!

It was made up of hundreds of thousands of deformed monsters! There were rotting corpses with three heads and six arms, venomous creatures that were half-human and half-spider, and the sky was filled with densely packed bone-winged demonic beasts. Emitting ear-piercing shrieks, they frantically crashed against the energy shield of the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall like a tsunami.

Every impact sent violent ripples across the shield, while corrosive acid melted deep pits into the massive stones at the base of the wall. A pungent stench mixed with the heavy scent of blood soared straight into the clouds.

Even more despairing was that deep within that purplish-black ocean of monsters, a giant mountain of flesh—hundreds of feet tall and stitched together from countless severed limbs and human heads—was slowly approaching the Great Wall. With every step it took, the earth trembled violently.

Blergh—!

A few sheltered scions of noble families, upon seeing the appearance of that mountain of flesh, leaned over the edge of the wall and began to vomit uncontrollably.

Those crafty and cunning sect masters and elders were now all pale-faced, their legs giving way. If watching the projection in the Hall of Supreme Harmony had merely been shocking, then being here in person, feeling the overwhelming aura of eerie corruption, filled them with nothing but profound despair.

The defense line is going to break... We can't stop it... the Valley Master of Fire Cloud Valley muttered in despair.

Clang—!

An earth-shattering sword cry suddenly rang out!

Xiao Chen drew his longsword, his eyes bloodshot. Although he was also afraid, the pride in his bones would not allow him to retreat at this moment.

Members of the Prodigy Pavilion, prepare for battle! Xiao Chen roared, pointing his longsword downward. Ye Guyun, Wanyan Gu, and the others also erupted with powerful true qi, stepping up to the very front line.

Shen Xue and Yun Meng also summoned their magical treasures without hesitation. Two formidable forces of law, one of ice and one of water, instantly condensed above the city wall.

The old foxes watched as this group of youngsters and women stepped up. Looking around at the cold-eyed border troops of the Great Zhou's Nine Frontiers—the Demon-Suppressing Army—armed with heavy crossbows, they suddenly realized an extremely sorrowful fact: right now, apart from relying on Wang Hao and this army, they truly had nowhere to run!

Demon-Suppressing Army of the Great Zhou, heed my command!

At that moment, Wang Hao's magnetic and domineering voice exploded in the sky above the Great Wall.

He stood with his hands behind his back on the beacon tower at the highest point of the wall. His black dragon robe danced wildly in the wind, making him look like a god looking down upon all living beings.

Heavy artillery, provide cover! Prodigy Camp, move out of the city! Operation Decapitation begins now!

Sect masters and elders, open your eyes wide and look closely! This is the battlefield that I shall conquer!

Following Wang Hao's order, the thousands of runic heavy cannons on the Great Wall roared simultaneously, blasting swathes of monsters into ash. Amid helpless curses, Xiao Chen and the others leaped down from the wall, engaging in a tragic and bloody slaughter with the monsters.

It was a bloodbath akin to a meat grinder.

Wang Hao did not make a move immediately. He just stood quietly at his high vantage point, his gaze sweeping over the heads of countless monsters, locking dead onto that massive mountain of flesh.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

On a giant pale head at the very top of the mountain of flesh, an extremely complex golden rune faintly flickered.

That rune was all too familiar to Wang Hao.

It was the exclusive mark of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion!

Xie Wujiu... A cold, utterly cruel smile curled the corners of Wang Hao's mouth. As expected, you old charlatan are the one playing tricks behind the scenes. Trying to use a monster tide to test my trump cards?

Wang Hao flipped his wrist, and the Martial God Realm One-Day Trial Card from his system space quietly appeared in his palm.

Since you want to see, then today, I will let you see enough. I just hope you don't die of fright.