Chapter 930

As news of Li Yi’s cross-world campaign against the Demon God Realm spread through the Golden Academy, coupled with the movement of personnel and weapons from Earth, everyone sensed the coming of a great war.

Even cultivators from the Xuan Immortal Continent had learned of some of these developments.

Though their top experts had evacuated Earth, they could not bring everyone back to the Xuan Immortal Continent, so they left behind some cultivators who blended into Earth’s population, disguising themselves as evolvers to gather intelligence.

Not only that, the Demon God Realm, having once invaded Earth, had made similar arrangements.

As enemies, how could they allow Earth’s evolvers to develop unchecked? Naturally, they had their own methods to spy on Earth’s affairs.

Yet the Xuan Immortal Continent remained silent on Earth’s plan to seek revenge against the Demon God Realm, offering no response whatsoever.

A year ago, they suffered heavy losses among their top cultivators, with several True Immortals perishing, causing them to completely abandon the idea of occupying Earth. Now that they learned Earth’s evolvers intended to strike the Demon God Realm, they were only too happy to sit back and watch the two sides destroy each other—ideally, both sides would be crippled.

The Xuan Immortal Continent’s silence was precisely what Earth’s high command had anticipated.

Cultivators of this world were notoriously cowardly and cautious; at this critical moment, why would they risk re-entering the fray to aid the Demon God Realm against Earth’s evolvers?

Even if they understood the principle that when the lips are gone, the teeth grow cold, who could be certain of the final outcome of this cross-world war?

After all, the Demon God Realm’s strength was formidable, its history long, and its foundations deep—perhaps it would be Earth’s evolvers who suffered a crushing defeat.

Precisely because of these thoughts, the Xuan Immortal Continent watched passively, utterly at ease.

Meanwhile, Earth’s high command constantly monitored the movements of these hostile worlds—whether the Xuan Immortal Continent, the Dark World, or the other several worlds connected to Earth—all were under observation.

After all, once a cross-world campaign began, the possibility of other powers intervening had to be considered.

The next day at the Golden Academy.

One by one, sleek, sci-fi warships emerged from the cross-world gate—besides the main vessels, countless AI-controlled unmanned fighters and transport craft followed.

Together, these warships numbered at least several hundred, resembling a vast army poised to launch an interstellar war.

“A star-destroying vessel from World Six—damn, have Earth’s high command gone mad? Twenty of these deployed at once? If one shot can sink a continent, twenty could obliterate an entire world.”

Inside the Golden Academy, many students looked up in shock at the fleet, but one evolver, Sikong Yao, instantly recognized the warship models.

It was precisely because he recognized them that he realized just how insane Earth’s high command had become.

Yet before the crowd could fully react to the fleet.

Suddenly.

Five astonishing auras surged toward the Golden Academy, accompanied by five Thunder fighters, and those evolvers who could perceive qi saw five colossal streams of destiny, like dragons roaring through the sky.

These five destiny dragons glowed in five colors, representing the five directions, converging into a force as immense as a great nation descending upon them—an invisible pressure nearly suffocating.

“It’s the military’s qi destiny specialists,” an evolver who had once served exclaimed excitedly.

“Each one surpasses a Demon King. Earth’s high command has truly done a lot over the past year. No wonder they didn’t strongly oppose Li Yi’s proposal for a cross-world campaign—they’d been secretly preparing for this war all along.” Someone whispered in awe.

As the five Thunder fighters hovered above the Golden Academy.

Their cockpits opened, and five men with stern faces, short hair, and towering, muscular builds leapt down from the sky.

They landed lightly, standing upright with clean, precise movements. Though silent, they radiated a chilling aura of slaughter that inspired dread.

Among these five were Li Chengjun and Li Weiguo.

The other three, though unfamiliar, radiated a presence that proved they were top-tier warriors forged through countless battles. Had Li Yi not insisted on this cross-world war, they would never have been urgently summoned.

Yet beyond these five elite military figures, dozens of transport ships soon arrived from afar, each carrying highly trained experts.

Clearly, these were also dispatched by Earth’s high command.

“These high-ups really know how to hide things—where did they train these experts? Why did we hear nothing before?” someone exclaimed, both shocked and curious.

“The high command holds countless cross-world coordinates. If they hadn’t been short on time, how could enemies have seized our homeworld? Now that we’ve survived the hardest period, Earth’s top experts will emerge endlessly—soon, it’ll be the enemies who fear us,” said the veteran evolver seriously.

Others nodded in quiet agreement.

Whether before or after the Skyfall Event, those who controlled the most resources and secrets were always the high command.

As the crowd continued watching.

Suddenly.

Streams of light surged from the south, painting the entire sky in five-colored auroras as dozens of Daoist experts arrived together.

“Those are experts from the Dao Court of Tianchang City—Li Yi’s allies from another world. They’re all at the Three Flowers Realm, equivalent to Mahayana up to Immortal level. I’ve heard those who complete the Three Flowers can kill True Immortals,” said an evolver named Li Shaoqing calmly.

He too was from Tianchang City and had once worked alongside Li Yi, so he knew its situation well.

“I know them. Last year during Earth’s defense line battle, they helped us repel the enemy and slew countless great demons,” said an evolver who had fought on Earth’s defense line.

At this moment, Yun Feizi arrived with the Daoist experts, having immediately gathered them upon receiving Li Yi’s immortal crane message, and came straight to the Golden Academy upon their assembly.

“It seems Xiangxiangzi and Xuan Yuezi haven’t arrived yet,” Yun Feizi sensed the auras but detected no fellow disciples, then turned her gaze to a nearby Daoist warship.

For some reason, she sensed other Daoist auras—powerful ones.

Inside the Daoist warship.

The group of cultivators at the Peak of Perfection had also noticed the situation outside.

“Oh? Disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect,” said Yuqing Daoist, surprised: “I didn’t expect Taiyi Tianzun had rescued so many Daoists and brought them into this world.”

“This is good news. Hong Ji said Taiyi Tianzun established a Dao Court on Earth, with intentions to rebuild the Dao lineage—excellent,” chuckled Xuanzhen Daoist, stroking his beard.

Meeting fellow Daoists in a foreign land was naturally a joyous thing.

Moreover, it proved Taiyi Tianzun was not the type to cut the bridge after crossing—he had treated his followers well, each now wielding top-tier Dao artifacts and showing clear progress in cultivation.

“Should we go out and introduce ourselves to the experts of this world?” someone suggested.

“Patience. We’re newcomers—we must first understand the situation better. And having just emerged from the End of the Dao Age, we should rest these days, nurturing our Three Flowers. We’ll soon face the Demon God Realm.”

“That makes sense.”

Yet even as the Daoist warship’s occupants discussed.

Suddenly.

In another direction of the Golden Academy, a cross-world gate abruptly opened, and a terrifying blood aura, mixed with shocking martial wills, surged into Earth’s sky, stirring the winds and clouds.

“It’s the martial artists from the Martial Saint Continent—led by Wu Tianji, Li Shengquan, and Jiang Daoxue, three Martial Saints. Wait—there are seven martial saint auras total.”

“Four more Martial Saints? Ji Wu became a Martial Saint too? Did I see right? I fought alongside him on Earth’s defense line—he could barely handle a great demon back then.”

“It seems Ji Wu broke through during his year-long seclusion—he’s now the youngest Martial Saint on the Martial Saint Continent,” said the veteran evolver, stunned.

At this moment, Wu Tianji narrowed his eyes, stroking his long black beard as he surveyed the surroundings: “So many experts—I haven’t seen such a gathering in decades.”

“Hah! What a magnificent world! Experts from all realms gathered here for a cross-world war! Wu Tianji, you old miser, you only brought me now? You deserve to die!”

A towering, bald Martial Saint roared with laughter, his voice shaking the void and shaking the soul.

“As one of the Martial Saints of the Martial Saint Continent, I must think of all martial artists. Back then, enemies came in waves—Ji Wu nearly died. Had I revealed the Martial Saint Continent’s existence earlier, would you still be alive?” Wu Tianji replied calmly—he had withheld his arrival for his own reasons.

If Earth lost, he would recall his disciple Ji Wu and never cross worlds again.

Seven Martial Saints, accompanied by a hundred elite warriors from the Martial Saint Continent, crossed over now, their blood auras like dragons, each battle-hardened, their strength rivaling that of a great demon.

Yet their purpose here went beyond aiding Earth’s cross-world campaign—they sought new paths, to study other arts, and find opportunities to grow stronger.

“More experts keep arriving,” everyone realized—Earth had mobilized every force it could.

Hidden strength, external allies—all were gathered solely to win this cross-world war.

One might have thought this was the limit.

Yet moments later, a phoenix cry echoed across the distant heavens, and a massive azure phoenix swept through the clouds, wings beating as it approached, carrying two beautiful women clad in battle armor, radiating golden light.

Behind them followed two Divine Wood Daoist warships.

Those two Daoist warships shone like twin suns—before even nearing, they emitted blinding golden heat that made one dare not look directly.

“New reinforcements,” everyone thought inwardly, yet their eyes locked onto one of the golden, magnificent warships.

Inside it pulsed ancient, powerful auras—dozens of formidable beings had arrived aboard this specially crafted vessel.