Chapter 676: Sword Holder, Where Are You!

The Wanggu world is vast and endless. Looking at the Saint Lan Great Domain in the south as a whole, it is only a corner of the entire continent, far inferior to the core of Wanggu.

But before the divine catastrophe descended, this domain was considered famous. Although remote, it connected to the Lingtian Domain in the north, the Wangyue Domain in the west, and there was an ancient desert road of the Yanyue Domain between the northwest.

Because it bordered the Endless Sea in the southeast, whether it was sea navigation or products, it was extremely rich. At its peak, it was even enough to be ranked in the top ten of the Human Clan's great cities.

But the arrival of the divine remnant face changed everything. The boundless forbidden sea brought not richness to the Saint Lan Great Domain, but endless alien quality and crises.

As this continued, the light of the Saint Lan Great Domain rapidly dimmed, and coupled with the decline of the Human Clan, after the changes of successive Human Emperors, it eventually fell into the end of the stream and became a chicken rib.

The Wangyue Domain became Wangyue City.

The Lingtian Domain also became the Black Spirit Domain of the Black Heaven Clan.

As for that ancient desert road connecting to the Yanyue Domain, it became an untrodden place, because the Yanyue Domain... no longer belonged to the Human Clan, becoming the frontier of the Yanyue Xuan Tian Clan.

Until... the appearance of the Ziqing Upper Kingdom, which made this vast domain glow with dazzling light again. Its brilliance was like a star river, making all races in the Wanggu continent feel uneasy.

But it was only a flash in the pan. With the tragic death of the Ziqing Crown Prince, all glory turned into clouds and smoke.

Even with the arrival of the Seventh Prince, the war between the Human Emperor and the Black Heaven Clan released the Sun of Dawn, and the Black Heaven Clan was defeated.

This generation's Saint Lan Grand Duke chose to return, and all these things were just small-scale fluctuations.

For the entire Wanggu continent, there were actually no major waves.

To truly set off a storm, these things were clearly not enough to qualify.

No one knew that in the future, the Saint Lan Great Domain could appear with light that shocked the entire Wanggu like the Ziqing Upper Kingdom back then.

And at this moment, in the north of the Saint Lan Great Domain, in the former Lingtian, now Black Spirit Great Domain, the war was in full swing.

Looking around, in the bright heavens and earth, the defense of the Black Heaven Clan was retreating steadily.

Although there were many strong people in the Black Heaven Clan, the omnipresent Sun of Dawn caused them huge damage, and the peak strong people of the Black Emperor and many ethnic groups were assassinated and severely injured by mysterious cultivators. All of this caused the Black Heaven Clan to fall into a passive position.

And the moment the Red Moon disappeared, although it would take time for the outside world to know about this and determine the truth, most of the devout believers within the Black Heaven Clan felt it at that instant.

This feeling made things worse, causing the Black Heaven Clan to fall into sorrow.

Compared to the unprecedented weakness of the Black Heaven Clan, this war launched by the Human Clan was full of momentum. Not only did the Heavenly Lan King set out, but the Human Clan Imperial Capital dispatched a total of thirteen Heavenly Kings.

Invading the two great domains of the Black Heaven Clan from thirteen directions, especially the Eastern View King, as the Heavenly King of the Third Princess's maternal clan, had astonishing combat power and personally took command, giving the Black Heaven Clan huge pressure and also giving the Heavenly Lan King no small pressure.

Their clan paid a huge price to support the Seventh Prince, which was why they obtained the Human Emperor's acquiescence, and one of the conditions in this price was that he needed to take down half of the Black Spirit Domain.

This was also the reason why the Heavenly Lan King conscripted cultivators of all races in the entire domain after arriving at the Saint Lan Great Domain. To him, whether the people of the Saint Lan Great Domain lived or died was not important; at worst, he would recuperate in the future.

Now what was important was that this war must be won. Only then could the Seventh Prince truly turn this place into a fiefdom. And wanting to win, relying on the subordinates he brought was not enough. He also needed a forbidden immortal technique.

This technique required the blood and souls of all living beings, so conscription orders were constantly issued from the Seventh Prince, and batches of people responsible for conscription were in every part of the great domain, forcibly conscripting soldiers in the name of righteousness.

If there was disobedience, it would be reported to the Seventh Prince, and the guard army responsible for rear government affairs would be arranged to clear them out.

This matter had been going on for half a year.

The living beings of all races in the Saint Lan Great Domain used their own lives and flesh and blood to spread the battlefield of the Black Heaven Clan inch by inch, including Fenghai County.

Facing righteousness, facing the Heavenly King, Fenghai County could not possibly not obey, even if they knew that the Heavenly Lan King was preserving his own elite and trying to unfold the forbidden method with flesh and blood, but they were powerless.

It was just that in half a year, five batches of troops had been sent to the battlefield.

Half of the fifth batch were Sword Holders.

For Fenghai County, which had just experienced a great war, it was also a time of precariousness. Many sects and ethnic groups in the county chose to defect and defect to the Seventh Prince.

And Fenghai County did not have the ability to organize the sixth batch of the army.

Unless... the remaining Sword Holders and the seeds of various sects were all sent out.

But in that case, Fenghai County would have no future.

But the gap in status and strength between the two sides made Fenghai County have no power to resist.

At this moment, outside Fenghai County, a batch of cultivators holding the Seventh Prince's conscription order arrived in the firmament.

This group of people numbered in the tens of thousands, divided into two parts. The first part was in front, dressed in black robes, embroidered with golden swords, whistling and flying in the firmament.

In this part of the people, the Human Clan accounted for the majority, and there were also some alien races, all of whom were cultivators of various sects and clans of Fenghai County in the past.

After they chose to defect, they defected to the Seventh Prince, their identities changed, and now under the Seventh Prince's order, they were like imperial envoys, coming here to forcibly conscript soldiers.

At this moment, one by one, their expressions were relaxed, chatting and laughing, and their gazes toward Fenghai County mostly carried contempt, and some even had cold sneers at the corners of their mouths.

And behind them were thousands of blood-armored and blood-robed battle cultivators, one by one with cold expressions and strong killing intent. Wherever they passed, it was like black clouds pressing down, and the momentum was extraordinary.

They were not cultivators of the Saint Lan Great Domain, but from the Imperial Capital, the Seventh Prince's personal guards brought back then. Each of them rode a giant black lizard wearing battle armor. As they approached the County Capital, a sense of dominance and destruction was incomparably rich.

And among these tens of thousands of cultivators, there was also a canopy held high, and under it, a white flying elephant was particularly conspicuous.

On that white elephant sat a middle-aged man wearing armor. He was plain-looking, but when his eyes opened, cold light flickered.

There were also more than ten golden-armored figures around, each emitting terrifying fluctuations. The aura of the Void Returning Realm spread through the heavens and earth, causing the firmament to change color and forming black clouds.

As they moved forward, these black clouds also rolled away.

Beside the white elephant was an old man.

This old man had a face full of wrinkles, and in his eyes, strands of silk threads streaked across like meteors. At this moment, while walking, he looked toward the Fenghai County Capital, which was held up by the hands of the Xuanyou Ancient Emperor statue in the distance, and a touch of resentment and hatred floated in his eyes.

"Blood Refining Son, Zheng Kai, and that cheap kid Xu Qing."

The old man gritted his teeth, and the fire of hatred in his heart was burning violently.

The middle-aged man on the white elephant swept his gaze over the old man and smiled indifferently.

"Lingyun, there are many of your old acquaintances here."

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately lowered his head respectfully and bowed with cupped fists.

"Lord Overseer, please allow me to catch up with some old acquaintances in a while."

He gritted his teeth when saying the two words "old acquaintances".

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded.

This old man was exactly the grandfather of Sheng Junzi, the Lingyun Ancestor of the Eight Sect Alliance's Lingyun Sword Sect.

Back then, because of Sheng Junzi, he was punished to closed-door cultivation for sixty years. After the Heavenly Lan King appeared, the General Alliance released him before defecting. After explaining everything, Lingyun Ancestor chose to follow and defect to the Seventh Prince together.

Today, it was he who strongly requested to come along.

He did not worry that Fenghai County would resist, because under the current situation, resistance would accelerate death, and he even had expectations in his heart.

"Resistance, they must die. No resistance, they wait for death!"

"Poor my grandson, clearly possessing the qualifications of an Ancient Emperor, all because of that cheap kid Xu Qing, who was jealous of my grandson's qualifications and persecuted him viciously!"

"And my son died tragically because of Zheng Kai. The root of all this is Blood Refining Son."

"Your lineage must all die!"

Lingyun Ancestor's killing intent was strong. Looking at the Fenghai County Capital ahead, he raised his right hand and waved. Instantly, the black clouds in the firmament churned with his thoughts, forming streaks of lightning that streaked across the sky, gathering into a giant thunder dragon.

Carrying a deafening roar, it headed straight for Fenghai County, as if wanting to tear it apart.

In an instant, this thunder dragon arrived in the mid-air of the Fenghai County Capital. Just as it was about to fall, a figure appeared in front of the thunder dragon and pressed down with his hand.

The thunder dragon was blocked. No matter how it struggled, it was of no avail, and eventually, it exploded, forming a curved rain of lightning that covered the Fenghai County Capital.

The entire Fenghai County Capital was quiet in the streets and alleys at this moment. All mortals were required to stay at home and not go out.

Only the Three Palace cultivators and the elites of various sects who coexisted with Fenghai County were in the County Capital, looking at the firmament with anger. Inside were Yao Yunhui, Li Shitao, disciples of Seven Blood Eyes, and too many people Xu Qing was familiar with.

However, his Second Senior Brother was not there, and Kong Xianglong was not there either.

And in the firmament, at this moment, with the arrival of the black-pressed army, the surrounding black clouds became even more majestic, and the momentum was strong. Looking from afar, compared to them, the Fenghai County Capital was like a lonely boat in an angry wave, which could capsize at any time.

Within the army, the middle-aged man on the white elephant yawned and said a sentence casually.

"How much foundation does Fenghai County have? You know best. I will give you an incense stick of time to complete the conscription. This seat still has the next stop."

As he spoke, he picked up an ancient book and read it, seemingly not caring at all about what would happen next.

The military battle cultivators beside him were also indifferent. Only those who were originally cultivators of Fenghai County in the front were clamoring strongly, including Lingyun Ancestor.

He looked down from a high position at the person who exploded his thunder dragon, killing intent permeating.

"Zheng Kai."

The old man in mid-air was exactly Seventh Grandfather.

He looked at the army, his expression gloomy. He waved his hand slightly to disperse the curved electric light on his palm. At the same time, behind him, at this moment, amidst the fluctuation of the void, figures appeared one after another.

First was Yao Hou, then the successor Three Palace Palace Masters, as well as various palace deacons, and even strong people from various sects.

But all those with Void Returning cultivation appeared in the sky.

Blood Refining Son, as well as Yan Yan's grandmother, and the three Sect Masters of the Eight Sect Alliance were all inside.

One by one, their expressions were heavy.

It was just that compared to before Xu Qing left, many of those who appeared now were missing. Those who were missing either defected or died in battle.

There was also a woman in the crowd, wearing a purple long dress, like a purple thorn blooming in the firmament, with a peerless appearance. It was Zixuan.

She stood there, very conspicuous, and judging from her position, her status was clearly different from others, even more noble.

It was just that there seemed to be a touch of sorrow between her brows, making her look a bit melancholy. Now, she frowned and looked coldly at Lingyun Ancestor and the army behind him.

The entire Fenghai County was silent.

The arrival of the army formed huge pressure, enveloping everyone in Fenghai County. It was not that they didn't want to send out troops, but they had reached their limit.

"Yao Tianyan, Zheng Kai, you have such great courage!" Lingyun Ancestor stepped out, stood in front of the army, killing intent in his eyes, and a sense of unprecedented pleasure rose in his heart, sneering.

"The Seventh Prince's conscription for you has passed seven days. Fenghai County sees the battlefield crisis, and my Human Clan has suffered heavy casualties, yet you only know how to protect yourselves and are unwilling to send out a single soldier."

"Your actions like this are colluding with the enemy, are the scum of the Human Clan!"

"Today, Lord Overseer has come personally. If you are still obsessed, then is this Fenghai County still of the Human Clan? Is there still a Human Emperor above your heads? Is there still the righteousness of the Human Clan in your hearts?"

Lingyun Ancestor had experienced too many things in his life and had long been old and cunning. His words were full of righteousness, and every sentence did not leave the Human Clan, far from what ordinary people could compare to.

At this moment, these impassioned words echoed, and even the middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army looked up, revealing a touch of appreciation in his eyes.

Fenghai County's side, upon hearing this, was filled with sorrow and anger. The Three Palace cultivators in the County Capital were mostly pale-faced, gritting their teeth, and their eyes were full of anger.

In the firmament, Yao Hou stepped forward, his expression filled with sorrow and indignation.

"You say that Fenghai County only knows how to protect itself and is unwilling to send out a single soldier. In the past half year, my Fenghai County has sent out five batches of one million sons, and even the Palace Master of the Fengxing Palace and many deacons of the Sangong!"

"These one million sons are the hope of Fenghai County's future, and they are our only remaining source of troops!"

"Various sects, especially the Human Clan of my Fenghai County, have already dried up."

"Now, you come here to reverse black and white, talking about the righteousness of the Human Clan. Dare I ask, of the five batches of one million sons of my Fenghai County, how many are still alive? The Palace Master of the Fengxing Palace died in battle, and many deacons were buried in foreign lands. Their deaths, is it not for the righteousness of the Human Clan!"

"And my Fenghai County has experienced many things in recent years. The Saint Lan invasion was carried by us ourselves, even my three Palace Masters died in battle, and the County Governor died strangely. And the Seventh Prince's arrival to plunder the fruits of war, seemingly saving, but the actual things, who doesn't know!"

"Is the death of the five batches of one million sons of my Fenghai County not enough? Do you want to extinguish even our last spark!"

Yao Hou straightened his back, did not look at Lingyun Ancestor, but looked at the army behind him, word by word, with a clear conscience.

Seventh Grandfather on the side also stepped out, looked at the white elephant in the army, and spoke calmly.

"We have the righteousness of the Human Clan in our hearts, and we can also sacrifice, but it must be worth it. I want to ask Lord Overseer, how many have been sent to the battlefield under the Seventh Prince."

The middle-aged man on the white elephant in the army did not put down the ancient book in his hand, but spoke indifferently to Lingyun Ancestor.

"You still have half an incense stick of time."

Upon hearing this, Lingyun Ancestor's eyes flashed, swept across the County Capital city, finally looked at Seventh Grandfather and Yao Hou and others, and emitted a cold voice.

"Jiangong, Fengxing Palace, Silyu Palace, how many of these three Palace Masters, Deputy Palace Masters, deacons, and a group of Sword Holder cultivators are left, and how many are dispatched."

"Various sects, Sect Masters participate in the war."

"In addition... in the Seventh Prince's first conscription order half a year ago, he specifically named Xu Qing to participate in the war. You used his closed-door cultivation as an excuse to cover up. This time, Xu Qing must participate in the war!"

"Within half an incense stick of time, all of you, as well as Xu Qing, must gather!"

After Lingyun Ancestor finished speaking, he stepped forward. This step surpassed heavenly thunder, roaring in all directions, causing winds and clouds to change color, and the firmament formed a huge vortex.

Amidst the rumbling rotation, the people of Fenghai County were extremely angry, one by one, their momentum surged with anger.

Yao Hou's eyes revealed firmness. After looking at Seventh Grandfather, this firmness added a touch of decisiveness, and his voice carried killing intent and echoed.

"Sangong!"

In an instant, the three Palace Masters behind him soared into the sky one after another, successively emitting low roars of gathering, especially the Jiangong responsible for fighting. That Deputy Palace Master of the year, now the Palace Master, emitted a murderous sound between the heavens and earth.

"Sword Holders, where are you!"

His words echoed throughout the entire County Capital. One figure after another rose from the County Capital, and one after another, solemn sounds followed.

"Sword Holder Sun Chenwu, here!"

"Sword Holder Zhang Hao, here!"

"Sword Holder Lu Tao, here!"

And among these many voices, there was one voice that was exceptionally clear, like thunder exploding in everyone's ears, setting off endless waves.

"Sword Holder Xu Qing, here!" ===== CHAPTER 677 =====