Chapter 674: Celestial Kingdom Allied Forces Seven Kill Camp

With such an imposing tone, the bearded middle-aged man glared fiercely, unleashing the might of the Unity stage, exuding a formidable aura.

"Very well, Chen Xun, I will remember your name!"

He spoke sternly, his voice booming, "I am Qian Xiong, commander of the Seven Kill Battalion of the Immortal Kingdom's joint army! Boy, are you here to join the military court? With eyes full of bloodlust and a sharp mind, you have the makings of an immortal soldier!"

"Moo moo!"

Just as Qian Xiong finished speaking, an angry bellow came from behind Chen Xun. Black Bull crashed into his back with a bang, causing Chen Xun's face to turn livid as he was pushed forward slightly.

Chen Xun's face turned beet red, feeling as if his internal organs were trembling from the impact. However, in front of outsiders, he decided to temporarily ignore Black Bull's antics.

He forced a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "So it's Commander Qian Xiong. We are here to join the scattered cultivators' camp, planning to follow the Immortal Kingdom's army into battle. After all, we're used to being free and not accustomed to constraints."

As he spoke, streaks of light flashed across the sky, forming a line as they stood there, feeling uneasy. They had been cultivators for so long, never subjected to such discipline.

Tian Yun was among them, his gaze wandering, especially when he saw the cloud kun and war artifacts streaking across the sky. He couldn't help but tremble...

He inadvertently glanced at Chen Xun ahead, with Nangong Heling standing beside him. Tian Yun sighed softly, whispering, "Fellow Daoist Heling."

"Please speak." Little Crane pressed her lips tightly, feeling extremely tense, her heart pounding. The commotion in the sky was overwhelming, overshadowing the brilliance of the sun and moon.

Especially with the powerful auras spreading from all directions, there was no concealment at all. Just enduring this oppressive aura required considerable time.

Tian Yun sighed and cupped his hands, saying, "If I die on the battlefield, I hope Fellow Daoist Heling can help set up a grave for me, so my sect can find me... leave them a memento."

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Heling, I've been lost in Cloud Immortal Splendor for many years, leaving marks along the way, which are actually my graves, the Tomb of Tian Yun..."

"Chuckle."

Hearing such words in this grim atmosphere, Little Crane couldn't help but laugh. She said, "Fellow Daoist Tian, don't be too pessimistic. We don't even know what the battlefield is like yet."

"Sigh..."

"Tian Yun!" Little Chi suddenly called out to him, timidly poking a lion's head out from under a blanket, "I have a brother who's a professional grave builder. Just give him spirit stones, and he'll do the job."

"Oh? Brother Chi, really?!" Tian Yun's eyes lit up, suddenly energized, "I have four hundred acres of spirit fields, a cave abode, and a mountain chicken. Is that enough?!"

"Enough, he'll do the job for the right price." Little Chi spread his claws, his eyes gleaming with excitement, letting out a low growl, "We're brothers, let's be clear about this. After you pass, I'll even throw in a Buddhist ceremony for you."

"Ha ha, Brother Chi, I trust you."

Tian Yun chuckled foolishly, then gradually showed a hint of hesitation and embarrassment, "I just forgot which direction my cave abode is in. I need to go find it."

"You brat, don't you have a vitality coordinate?! Where are you from, a native?! Are you even from our grand world?!"

Little Chi growled in frustration, nearly swiping at him with a claw, frustrated at losing a potential business deal, "Tian Yun, you really disappoint me..."

Tian Yun was stunned, exclaiming, "Brother Chi, what's a vitality coordinate?! Where can I buy one? I really need it!"

"Go away!" Little Chi waved his claws, giving Tian Yun a sidelong glance, looking like he was suffering a loss of spirit stones, sighing and shaking his head like Tian Yun.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, my fourth brother is ignorant, please don't blame him."

Little Crane smiled, picking up Little Chi along with the tattered blanket, not minding at all, "Vitality coordinate cases can be bought at the Immortal Pavilion or the market."

"Hehe, it's fine, it's fine." Tian Yun smiled, not at all angry, "This is my fault, how can I blame Brother Chi, he meant well."

After speaking, his eyes still carried an apologetic look, making Little Chi's brow twitch.

Tian Yun seemed even more easygoing than Brother Xun, more pessimistic and timid than him. Could there really be such clueless cultivators in this grand world?!

"Silence!"

Qian Xiong shouted sternly, his sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd, quite unceremoniously, "Those entering the Immortal Kingdom's military court, follow me. After a hundred years of training, you can go to war. Scattered cultivators, head northwest, don't wander around, that's it."

His words were concise, the fierce aura continuously impacting the crowd, offering no further explanation, nor promising any benefits. Come if you want.

"Let's go, senior, we are willing to join the military court..."

"I'll go too!"

...

The atmosphere, initially somewhat silent, became lively as soon as a cultivator spoke up. Most were willing to join the military court, as this path seemed broader.

Only a few beings seemed to hesitate, their eyes flickering. Chen Xun and his group were among them, after all, they were here to explore and trade. If they ended up as some kind of commander or general, they might not be able to leave!

Qian Xiong frowned, looking at those who hadn't spoken, shouting, "If you're not joining the military court, what are you still doing here?!"

"Commander Qian, farewell!"

Chen Xun quickly cupped his hands, pulling Black Bull and the others to fly away. Tian Yun followed closely, looking quite fearful, as the might from the sky pressed down on him like ancient mountains.

"Heh, that kid." Qian Xiong snorted coldly, watching the direction Chen Xun and the others left, suddenly showing a hint of a smile, "Chen Xun, interesting."

As he finished speaking, his beast-like gaze turned to those who stayed, shouting angrily, "Follow me into the military camp. If you're not qualified, leave. You have three years to make me notice you, understood?!"

"Yes!"

The crowd of beings, including spirit beasts, responded loudly, realizing that the Immortal Kingdom's military court was indeed a place of great opportunity, even offering magical artifacts unavailable elsewhere.

Many cultivators came for the military court's artifacts, hoping to refine a powerful treasure for their future journey to the celestial realm.

Qian Xiong waved his hand, and a massive warship slowly approached from the sky, its front adorned with a giant evil spirit skull, exuding a fierce aura. Even Divine Transformation cultivators found it hard to bear, unable to summon their vitality for protection.

"Let's go, little cultivators." Qian Xiong sneered, "If you can't even withstand this bit of fierce aura, you're unworthy of being cultivators. It seems life in this grand world has been too peaceful."

With these words, the two immortal soldiers behind him slightly raised their heads, looking down coldly, seemingly ready to transform this group of grand world cultivators, as the real outer battlefield was a thousand times more terrifying than within the pass.

Qian Xiong stepped onto the evil spirit skull of the warship, while the cultivators timidly followed, not daring to breathe loudly, finding it quite different from what they had imagined.

Qian Xiong frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He preferred the cultivator named Chen Xun, who seemed to have experienced life and death, a good candidate for an immortal soldier, but he wouldn't force anyone.

Boom—

A blood-red light curtain suddenly unfolded, and the warship slowly sailed into it, while Qian Xiong remained behind, beginning to select a new batch of beings arriving at Xian'e Town Tian Pass.

He had noticed Chen Xun at first glance. If it weren't for him, this group of cultivators wouldn't have been worth his personal recruitment.

Qian Xiong glanced again in the direction they left, but they were long gone, completely vanished among the vast sea of cultivators.

For some reason, a tinge of regret surfaced in his heart, wishing he had kept him!