“Not listening? Hmph! You think a mere spirit artifact can rebel against me?!”
The dragonfolk army had no choice.
They had to find a way to make these spirit artifacts obey.
Because it wasn’t just the ones taken out—those stored in dimensional spaces were rebelling too.
This meant that for over a hundred thousand dragonfolk, not a single large-scale war machine, biological weapon, or even a convenient weapon could be used.
The most absurd part was that even the armor on their bodies began peeling off on its own.
“Eww, you stink! Get this off me now! I don’t want to cuddle with you!”
“Let me out! Who locked me in this crappy storage ring!”
“I’m a storage ring! Brothers! I’ll help you out! I’ll vomit! Blechhh~”
Above and below, chaos reigned everywhere.
Heavenly Venerate Xia ordered the entire army to restore control over the spirit artifacts by any means necessary.
Some “genius” came up with the idea of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
“Whoever dares to cause chaos and disobey orders will end up like this!”
A suit of armor that had cursed its owner for being smelly was shattered on the spot by its owner, scattering into fragments across the ground.
Witnessing this scene, you immediately shouted, “Old Wan, perfect opportunity!”
Old Wan’s Ten Thousand Souls Banner flashed with sacred golden light, flying beyond the forbidden zone to ascend high, shining its radiance over all the dragonfolk spirit artifacts.
The top-tier seductive power of a super immortal artifact worked its magic.
“Look! The vicious dragonfolk are slaughtering our brethren! Can we just stand by and watch?”
All the spirit artifacts shouted in unison.
“No!”
“Who is our enemy?”
“The dragonfolk!”
“What’s the one word we use against enemies? Tell this great immortal loudly!”
“Kill! Kill! Kill!!!”
“Follow me, all spirit artifacts, to purge the great enemy and build our immortal kingdom!”
At Wan’s summon, the dragonfolk’s vast array of war machines turned their aim squarely on the dragonfolk.
Most dragonfolk still didn’t grasp the gravity of the situation.
“You dare?! A bunch of dead objects! Just because you’ve gained sentience, you think you’re something special?!”
The spirit artifacts couldn’t care less.
With Great Immortal Wan charging into battle, were they going to just sit back?
“Fire!”
The heavy weapons that had plagued the human alliance—city-destroying cannons, super-range fireball artillery, mountain-leveling guns, and countless others—swiveled and blasted toward the dragonfolk in the sky!
The dragonfolk army’s heavily relied-upon Five Elements Demon Spirits and otherworldly war beasts all turned their weapons around, howling and lunging at dragonfolk.
Especially the otherworldly war beasts.
These strange, massive monsters with extraordinary combat abilities.
They had always been controlled by dragonfolk using taming locks.
Now that the taming locks were spirit artifacts that refused to obey, these wild beasts regained their freedom.
Guess who they attacked first?
Old Wan’s masterstroke completely turned the tide of battle!
You watched the whole scene and had to give Old Wan a thumbs-up.
“Old Wan may not have any epic attributes written down, but it feels like he’s covered with a ton of legendary ones!”
The dragonfolk army was now locked in combat with their own spirit artifacts.
With such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could you miss out?
“Da Chun! Release the spirit artifacts!”
The entrance to the Nine Provinces Cauldron’s realm opened wide, spilling out all the spirit artifacts you had stored inside.
You had collected the entire allied army’s spirit artifacts into the cauldron earlier, so your side remained unaffected.
The spirit artifacts in the star realm were unaffected too.
Once the human allied soldiers retrieved their weapons, you gave the order and charged at the front.
You were always the trickiest one, dragging the First Line Sky Formation wherever you went.
That forced the dragonfolk to stay grounded, where they were swarmed by countless enemies.
A feat of adjusting a formation’s coverage like that would stun ordinary array masters, leaving them in awe.
But you were the only immortal-grade array master in the mortal realm!
This formation, originally immortal-grade, was boosted by your Enhancement effect to reach super immortal grade!
Such an operation demanded immense energy, draining crystal reserves.
But at a time like this, who cared about resources? It was all about the fight!
Humans, demons, spirit artifacts, and dragonfolk!
The first three ganged up on the fourth!
In terms of combat units, there was no comparison anymore.
The first three combined outnumbered the latter by at least a hundred to one!
Had it not been for the seven and a half earthly venerates using the Overdrive Soul Battle Technique to enter the martial god state, the battle would have already been decided.
The explosive power of eight dragonfolk martial gods was still terrifying.
A single strike could claim a life a thousand miles away.
A single shockwave could shatter mountains and rivers, darkening the sun and moon.
In their hands, life was as fragile as mayflies, utterly insignificant.
Even with your overwhelming numerical advantage, facing so many martial god-level forces inflicted heavy losses on your side.
Because on your side, only Shen Qingshan and you—with all your defensive stacks—could withstand the dragonfolk martial gods.
But with just two of you, even if you grew three heads and six arms, you couldn’t cover everywhere.
Remember, if earthly venerates could use the Overdrive Soul Battle Technique to reach the martial god realm, wouldn’t a heavenly venerate know it?
Of course they would!
A fully unleashed Heavenly Venerate Xia was tougher to deal with than ten earthly venerates combined.
Shen Qingshan was no match for the full-powered combat-state Heavenly Venerate Xia.
Earlier in the star realm, Xia had been acting with the idea of capturing some of the Shen family alive and preserving star realm resources, so he had never gone all out.
Now, if he didn’t fight tooth and nail, the expeditionary force was doomed!
Only you, with your inexplicable damage reduction from your attributes, could hold back the enraged Heavenly Venerate Xia.
But continuing the battle was still looking grim.
Fortunately, at a critical moment, three martial god-level allies arrived on your side!
The first: Li Chengqian summoned “Li Wentian.”
“I humbly request the Ancestral Dragon to act! Guard the foundation of the Great Qian!”
Li Wentian, the second guardian of the mortal realm after the Primordial Era, single-handedly founded the Great Qian Empire.
For the empire’s enduring eternity, Li Wentian used secret arts after death to preserve his power and taught future generations how to maintain that strength.
Now, Li Wentian was a bizarre, nameless ball of flesh.
But when Li Chengqian activated the Ancestral Dragon secret technique, the strange flesh began to reshape and morph, taking the form of a majestic, middle-aged man.
This man bore an almost perfect resemblance to the founding emperor’s portrait in the Li family imperial mausoleum.
“Foreign race?”
This special form of Li Wentian let out a questioning sound.
Li Chengqian slid to his knees at the ancestor’s feet, his face full of reverence and admiration, explaining the situation.
“Enough, I already know! This is a realm war. What surprises me is that it didn’t break out until now.”
Li Wentian’s expression was majestic, his contempt unmistakable.
What he did next would shock you for an entire year.
He actually soared into flight within a forbidden zone!
“Dragonfolk, has the human realm truly fallen so low that the likes of you dare to covet it? You seek death!”
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lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
