The current situation is as follows.
Cangqiong Ridge is located at the junction of the Central Plains and the Eastern Wasteland within the Five Regions.
The Five Regions are in the westernmost part of the continent. To the east is the Great Wasteland, and further east is the coastal area, which is where the Cangqiong and Shanhai Sacred Grounds are located. Continuing east out to sea, one will reach the Xiaoyao Sacred Ground.
Going further east deep into the sea, one will reach overseas areas such as the Desolate Sea and the Chaotic Crystal Sea.
The forces led by the Empress of the Five Regions, Li Chengqian, the Sword Master, and others have already arrived or are about to arrive at Cangqiong Ridge.
You are located at the Hundred Deaths Mountain in the central part of the Great Wasteland, currently rushing west to Cangqiong Ridge at full speed.
You put the people of the Three Great Sacred Grounds into the Cauldron Realm, and the Fourth Ancestor swallows the hundred thousand demonkin into his stomach, so that everyone can advance side by side and arrive at the same time.
Half of the two hundred thousand Dragonkin army, which is the branch attacking the continent, is heading all the way west from the east coast, penetrating deep into the inland.
The other half of the Dragonkin army is currently engaged in battle with the Star Domain.
By the time you and the Fourth Ancestor arrive at Cangqiong Ridge, the Five Regions Alliance Army has already fully taken their positions.
Array formations rise one after another upon Cangqiong Ridge.
Tamed exotic beasts stand ready in strict formation.
Batches of martial artists hold the defense line firmly.
Beacon towers, defensive walls, and sword-crossbow fortresses spring up from the ground.
Large-scale siege engines originally meant for attacking cities have also been transported here. Even common city defense items like rolling stones, rolling logs, fire pots, and even boiling oil are fully prepared.
There are positions and traps at the front.
There are resource supply lines at the rear.
Military camps are scattered all over Cangqiong Ridge, spanning from north to south.
New factions arrive every day.
"The Song family of the Central Plains is here to answer the call! A force of five thousand! One in the Martial King Realm, five hundred in the Middle Martial Realm, and over four thousand in the Early Martial Realm!"
"The Greed Wolf Tribe of the Northern Territory! Here to kill the enemy!! A force of two thousand! Martial King Realm! None! Eight hundred in the Middle Martial Realm! The rest are in the Early Realm!"
"The Joyous Union Sect of Xiliang, here to meet the enemy~ A force of six hundred~"
"The White Pagoda Kingdom of the Southern Borders! The whole nation is here to fight! Twenty thousand soldiers! Three hundred thousand conscripted laborers!"
"The Feng family of the Central Plains..."
General mobilization of the Five Regions!
The Sacred Grounds have fallen, and the Star Domain is in critical danger.
The news that the alien army is attacking from the east has already spread throughout the Five Regions.
There is no disbelief.
The Emperor, the Empress, and the sect masters of the Eight Pillars of the Five Regions—these elusive big shots who are usually like divine dragons whose heads are seen but not their tails—have all issued a joint call to arms, explaining the situation.
Furthermore, everyone can actually directly see the scenes of the alien race slaughtering the Sacred Grounds.
Remember the Shadow-Recording Stones?
Wu Yue and the others preserved the footage during the battle.
Hua Wuyan, borrowing the power of the Earth Spirit, can travel anywhere in the Human Realm.
She only needs to use witchcraft to project the scenes from the Shadow-Recording Stones into the skies above every city.
Upon Cangqiong Ridge.
You look at the martial artists and commoners of the Five Regions who have turned out in full force, the tens of thousands of surviving martial artists from the Three Great Sacred Grounds, and the Great Wasteland demonkin led by the Four Great Demon Ancestors who continue to arrive incessantly from the Great Wasteland every day.
A towering sense of heroic passion ignites in your heart.
"Human Realm Alliance Army! Swear to the death to hold the Cangqiong Ridge defense line! If the enemy steps over our corpses, it won't just be us who fall, but the entire Human Realm!!"
After speaking, countless golden command flags fly out from your hand, spreading out along Cangqiong Ridge in both the north and south directions.
"Immortal Array Thread of Sky, open!"
This array will cover the entirety of Cangqiong Ridge. It will transform this area into what you call an "absolute perfect battlefield."
Year seventy-five, ninety-four years old.
Drawing traits...
Draw successful!
"Aftermath" (Purple Epic): In the simulation, you can see some things that happen after your death. This trait does not need to be equipped and takes effect automatically.
Adjust traits?
You replaced "Civil War Illusion God" with "Lifespan Loan".
You replaced "Bad News from the Martial Circle" with "Chinese-style Succubus".
You replaced "Proficiency" with "Irritable Physique".
"Woooo—"
The early warning horn blows.
"Thump! Thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump..."
The sound of war drums echoes from a watchtower in the middle of Cangqiong Ridge. After hearing it, the surrounding watchtowers subsequently beat at the same frequency.
Passing from one to another, until it resounds throughout the entire Cangqiong Ridge defense line.
The beacon towers light up accordingly, billowing wolf smoke forming a continuous line that shoots into the sky.
All of this only means one thing.
The Dragonkin army is here!
"Rumble..."
On the ground.
Black war chariots tens of meters high, made of a material that squirms like rotting flesh, roll forward, crushing all obstacles and leaving long ravines in their wake.
Endless numbers of otherworldly war beasts roar and charge forward. Each has a long chain on its body, the other end of which is held by a flying Dragonkin beast tamer in the sky.
These Dragonkin beast tamers often control several, or even over a dozen, giant war beasts by themselves.
Earth Demon Spirits rise from the ground, Metal Demon Spirits chop down the jungles, Fire Demon Spirits howl with waves of heat, Wood Demon Spirits are eerie and enchanting, and Water Demon Spirits do not appear on land.
The Five Elements Demon Spirit army is countless. As long as the Dragonkin army wishes, they can scatter beans to make soldiers and summon even more.
In the sky.
The Dragonkin army is very scattered. They do not gather together like a swarm of locusts crossing the border; instead, they are spaced far apart from each other.
This way, no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to eliminate too many of them in a single strike.
At the same time, relying on methods like the Five Elements Demon Spirits, large spiritual artifacts, and otherworldly war beasts, they can stretch the battle line extremely long.
If one were to really calculate the combat units, they have far more than the Human Realm Alliance Army.
And this is only half the strength of this expeditionary force; the other half is tied down by the Shen family.
"Hai Dao—Boom! Hai Dao—Boom! Hai Dao—Boom!"
Facing the obstruction of the Human Realm Alliance Army, the great battle between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out. The Dragonkin army shouts a resounding slogan.
The meaning is similar to words of encouragement like "certain victory."
You fully release your divine sense.
You are surprised to find that the Heaven Exalt who previously made it hard for you and Hua Wuyan to parry, and who killed the Xiaoyao God, is unexpectedly absent.
"Is it Black Wind..."
Black Wind is the natural nemesis of the Dragonkin race.
You speculate that Black Wind heavily injured that Heaven Exalt, which is why he hasn't appeared on the frontlines.
When the tiger is not at home, the monkey proclaims himself king.
Five Earth Exalts have become the supreme commanders of this battle.
However, regarding who is the absolute highest, they seem to have some disagreements.
"Human race! Give up your struggles! Become slaves to my Dragonkin race! Rest assured! Your generation will all be able to live out your natural lifespans! You just won't be allowed to reproduce the next generation, that's all!"
The one speaking is the Tenth-Grade Earth Exalt of the Dragonkin Race's Sixth Expeditionary Force, Qingtai.
That guy covered entirely in green dragon scales.
Before his voice even fades, the other Earth Exalts speak up in an irritated tone.
["Qingtai, wasn't it agreed that I would be the one to deliver this declaration of war? Who gave you the right to overstep your bounds?"]
["Hmph! I am the supreme commander now. The entire army answers to me, and that includes you lot!"]
["Xita! I only follow the Exalt's orders! Who the hell do you think you are!"]
["The Realm Lord once told me, 'Heaven Exalt Lin is frail and prone to illness, you must support him'! Do you have any idea how much weight those words carry??"]

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