Chapter 477: Arriving at the Bian Huang Battlefield

"Lord's divine might!" a deep, awe‑filled voice sounded from one side of the Great Hall.

A middle‑aged man clad in simple Dark Gold Battle Armor, equally tall and burly, his face as cold and hard as stone, stood with hands lowered in respectful reverence.

His gaze was sharp as an eagle, his aura dense as a mountain; faintly around him nine distinct yet unified terrifying qi currents swirled and resonated, revealing him to be a peerless powerhouse who had reached the pinnacle of the Dao Ancestor Realm!

This man, one of the Four Great War Generals under Ye Zhengrong's command, the eighth general... Ba Shen Zhenyi!

At this moment, Ba Shen Zhenyi's gaze toward Ye Zhengrong was filled with absolute loyalty and reverence.

The palm from the outside just now once again confirmed the Lord's unfathomable terrifying power.

The two great beings at the Dao Ancestor Realm pinnacle from the Other Shore World had power comparable to Ba Shen Zhenyi, yet under the Lord's casual palm they lacked even the right to resist!

Moreover, he knows that the Lord seated here is merely an Avatar, far from his true form!

Ye Zhengrong did not turn, but spoke calmly, his voice deep and even, yet bearing an unquestionable authority.

"The Other Shore this time is indeed acting in earnest."

"The Night Clan and Blood Clan have lost carefully cultivated heirs; it is as if their reverse scales were plucked, and a fierce retaliation is only natural."

"I did not expect that even old monsters like Ye Jiming and the Blood Refining Child would leap out so eagerly."

Ba Shen Zhenyi's expression grew solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Lord's words are indeed correct. I observe this Other Shore offensive: not only has top‑tier combat power been deployed far beyond previous levels, but the number and frenzy of the mid‑ and lower‑tier legions have also reached a terrifying degree."

"It seems they intend to exploit the fact that my Nine Zhutian reinforcements are not yet fully assembled and the defenses are uneven, using a Lei Dian strike to tear open several gaps, sow panic, and crush morale."

He paused, a hint of concern flashing in his eyes, "Lord, given the Young Master's temperament, once he learns the Bian Huang is in peril he will surely come to battle. The Young Master's heavenly‑born talent is now renowned across the heavens, but a tall tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. Over on the Other Shore, they have likely already seen the Young Master as a thorn in their side, eager to eliminate him. I worry…"

He looked at Ye Zhengrong and asked, "Should I temporarily leave here and covertly support the key area where the Young Master may appear?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhengrong slowly turned, and a barely perceptible trace of softness and pride flickered in his deep eyes.

He waved his hand, his tone calm yet undeniably decisive: "No need. Zhenyi, your battlefield is where you are most needed. The Bian Huang front is long and fraught with danger; the pressure on other key points may not be any less. Depart at once to the Meteorite Gorge area for support; there seem to be old monsters of the Nether Clan active there, and that brute of Kun Zhan Tian would likely struggle alone."

"But the Young Master…" Ba Shen Zhenyi still hesitated.

He knows Ye Wuque's importance better than anyone.

"Wuque here…" Ye Zhengrong's gaze seemed to pierce the endless void, landing on the aura of Ye Wuque racing through the starry sky; a faint, proud smile curled his lips, "I will personally… keep watch."

Those few simple words carried a fatherly love as weighty as a mountain and absolute confidence.

With Ye Zhengrong in the Bian Huang, his son cannot truly be harmed by anyone!

Hearing this, Ba Shen Zhenyi felt steadied, said no more, and bowed deeply to Ye Zhengrong, "Yes! I obey! Lord, take care; I will now head to the Meteorite Gorge!"

With that, his form flickered and turned into a streak of Dark Gold light, tearing the Void and vanishing within the Great Hall.

The Great Hall stood empty, with only Ye Zhengrong remaining.

He walked slowly to the hall's doorway, gazing at the simulated bright heavens and earth within the miniature world, murmuring to himself; his deep voice carried a complex mix of pride, satisfaction, and a faint hint of wistfulness:

"Six Great Extreme Realms... with unrivaled resources, directly slaying the foremost of the Other Shore's younger generation... in just a few decades, rising from obscurity

"Truly worthy of being my Ye Zhengrong… son!"

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Soon after Ye Zhengrong's palm steadied the Iron Wall Pass situation, reinforcements from various forces of the Nine Zhutian Ten Lands finally arrived at the Bian Huang battlefields like countless rivers merging into the sea!

The holy legions led by the three Dao Lords of the Great Thousand Divine Universe acted like an indestructible sword, thrust into several of the most critical war zones, staunchly holding back the combined assault of several Dao Ancestor beings from the Other Shore.

Elite forces of the Ye Clan, Kun Clan, Holy Clan and other Undying Aristocratic Families swiftly patched the thin spots in the defenses, engaging the Other Shore's Dark Legion in an even fiercer tug‑of‑war.

Sword Cultivators from the Ancient Sword Tomb, immortal Dao masters from the Dao Heaven Immortal Pavilion, fierce blade warriors of the Blade Ancestor Dao Court… heroes from all sides displayed their strengths, suppressing the raging flames of war firmly upon the Bian Huang front.

The war's situation remained fiercely stalemated, yet the initial sense of imminent, total collapse gradually eased, giving way to a cruel and protracted strategic stalemate.

Within this massive war furnace fueled by blood and lives, aside from the peak Titan clashes that decide the war's direction, another battlefield also tugs at countless hearts and, in a sense, more fully represents the future and fortunes of the two worlds… the clash among the younger generation of Heavenly Pride!

In this realm of the Nine Zhutian Ten Lands, virtually every renowned young prodigy, driven by their sects', families' summons or their own blood‑driven resolve, set foot on the Bian Huang.

They regard this place as the finest whetstone and Trial Ground, seeking to forge themselves in blood and fire and confirm the Dao.

Among this dazzling generation, one star shines with blazing brilliance, its battle record dazzling, its name resounding, swiftly surpassing all others to become the most conspicuous presence on this battlefield and the lingering nightmare in the hearts of the Other Shore's younger generation!

He is Ye Wuque!

Walking with him is the noble, mysterious youth whose power is equally unfathomable… Ye Beichen.

However, Ye Beichen seems to prefer traveling alone, either lurking in shadows to observe or venturing into more dangerous, bizarre zones, rarely acting alongside Ye Wuque.

Most of the time, Ye Wuque leads a contingent of elite Ye Clan youths and several willing Nine Zhutian young Heavenly Pride, forming a sharp spear‑like elite corps that roams the vast Bian Huang battlefield, supporting all sides and hunting powerful foes.