1114: Shock

By the Canglan River.

Qing Yunzi’s words caused the expressions on the faces of the other Holy Lands' Grand Elders to turn a bit unnatural.

Although the reinforcements from the Dragon Country were helping the Netherworld Human Clan clear the beast tide for free, and even didn't need their help, fighting their mortal enemy, the Dead Spirit Race, alone...

However, the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands still harbored vigilance towards the Dragon Country and Wang Chen.

After all, once this powerful force established itself in the Netherworld, the previously lofty status of their respective Holy Lands would be challenged—no, it was destined to fall from grace.

This foreseeable scenario made it difficult for the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands to accept.

However...

At this moment, through the Water Mirror technique, they saw the overwhelming army formation hundreds of miles away on the battlefield, as well as the strangely shaped treasures with terrifying power.

Among those present, even without Qing Yunzi's guidance, their dark little thoughts either dissipated or were erased.

They couldn't win!

They truly couldn't win!

If that army in the distance turned its forces, the mountain gates of any of their Holy Lands would not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack.

Facing an irresistible behemoth, the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands present all acted cautiously.

"Qing Yunzi, you jest, how could we have any ill intentions towards the people of the Dragon Country!"

"Exactly, exactly, we are infinitely grateful that such heavenly soldiers can help us!"

"Right, right, I think we should go back and re-plan our respective spheres of influence to prepare a place for our friends from the Dragon Country to stay."

The Grand Elders of the Holy Lands spoke one after another, each with a seemingly sincere smile on their faces.

"Hehe!"

Seeing this, Qing Yunzi sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he slowly nodded and said,

"That's good."

"Our Netherworld has been in decline for a thousand years. Now, with the help of friends from the Dragon Country, it's only a matter of time before we restore the glory of a thousand years ago."

"Even the goals that the Emperors a thousand years ago failed to achieve will be accomplished in our hands."

The goal Qing Yunzi spoke of was naturally to explore other worlds and pursue higher Realms of strength.

At this moment, after Qing Yunzi's words fell, the eyes of the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands present all became fervent.

Their current strength had almost reached the limit of the Netherworld. If they could advance further, that would naturally be their dream.

Furthermore, setting aside whether their strength would become greater, the improvement of their Realm would bring an increase in lifespan.

No one would ever dislike living too long!

"Qing Yunzi, in the battle that happened across the Canglan River not long ago, did Fellow Daoist Wang Chen's displayed strength mean he had already stepped into the Emperor Realm?"

At this moment, Xuan Chengzi, the Grand Elder of the Taiyin Holy Land, suddenly asked.

After he finished speaking, the others nearby all turned their gazes to Qing Yunzi, clearly very concerned about this question.

Just a short while ago, four incomparably powerful Qi appeared on the opposite bank of the Canglan River.

The intensity of each of them astonished everyone present, clearly having reached the Peak of the Ninth Realm, and even ultimately reaching the Half-step Tenth Realm.

Among these four Qi, three belonged to the Dead Spirit Race, and the other belonged to the most legendary figure in the Netherworld today, Wang Chen.

When they first discovered the outbreak of this battle, many of those present were still hesitating whether to risk going to help, but...

Before they had even finished considering, the battle took a shocking turn.

Wang Chen alone suppressed and beat three Half-step Tenth Realm Dead Spirit Race members.

Then, he blew them up one by one!

The terrifying power displayed made the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands feel horrified and, at the same time, yearn for such power.

Such power had far surpassed the pinnacle of the Netherworld, making them wonder if Wang Chen had already stepped into the Tenth Realm, the Emperor Realm, above the Ninth Realm!

After all, the power that crushed three Half-step Tenth Realm experts was already beyond their imagination.

"This..."

"This old man also doesn't know."

Qing Yunzi pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

He was equally shocked by the outcome of that battle just now. Any one of the attacking Dead Spirit experts had strength comparable to his own when he held the Holy Land's Legacy treasure.

But in front of Wang Chen, they were blown up one by one, utterly powerless to resist.

This indicated a chasm-like gap between the two sides!

"The Emperor Realm phenomenon did not appear, so no one knows if Fellow Daoist Wang Chen has stepped into the Tenth Realm."

"However, a peerless figure like Fellow Daoist Wang Chen cannot be judged by common sense."

"Perhaps, he is still in the Ninth Realm, but has already gained Tenth Realm combat power in advance."

Qing Yunzi said solemnly, finally offering a guess that he considered somewhat plausible.

"What?"

"This, this, this... This can't be, can it?!"

"Standing in the Ninth Realm with Tenth Realm combat power? This is unprecedented since ancient times!"

The Grand Elders of the Holy Lands nearby, upon hearing this, all showed expressions as if they had heard a fantasy.

"Hehe!!!"

"Unprecedented since ancient times? It's merely our limited knowledge!"

"Among the All Heavens and Myriad Realms that Fellow Daoist Wang Chen spoke of, our Netherworld occupies only a corner, just like a dilapidated village in a remote area. How can we comprehend the prosperity of a magnificent city?"

Qing Yunzi smiled melancholically, a lingering yearning appearing in his eyes.

And hearing his words, the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands around them looked at each other, and finally, a silent sigh emerged in their hearts.

It was they who had been narrow-minded!

"Alright!"

"The heavenly army from the Dragon Country has already opened up the situation on the battlefield. Now it's our turn to contribute."

A moment later, Qing Yunzi composed himself and spoke with a serious expression.

Although Wang Chen and his subordinate generals were unwilling to let the Human Race forces of the Netherworld seize experience, taking over the war against the Dead Spirit Race alone, the Eight Great Sacred Grounds and various forces of the Netherworld Human Clan were not idle in this war.

Their task was to set up checkpoints around the central region to intercept the Dead Spirit Race, preventing any Dead Spirits from escaping to the four regions of the southeast, northwest, and making the Dragon Country's people spend more time pursuing them.

The specific arrangement was that two Holy Lands from the Eight Great Sacred Grounds would team up, bringing their subordinate large and small forces, to guard the four directions respectively.

At this moment, after Qing Yunzi spoke, the expressions of the Grand Elders of the Holy Lands also became serious.

"Qing Yunzi, rest assured, my Zixiao Holy Land and Cloud Mountain Holy Land have already made preparations for the Northern Region."

Yang Leizi, the Grand Elder of the Zixiao Holy Land, said:

"I have brought the Holy Land's heavy treasure, the Myriad Transformation Thunder Pool, to the border between the Northern Region and the Central Region. Chong Yunzi has also brought the Cloud Mountain Holy Land's heavy treasure, the Grand Illusion Heavenly Palace. Now the entire defense line is impregnable, and not a single Dead Spirit will be allowed to enter the Northern Region."

After Yang Leizi finished speaking, the others also patted their chests, guaranteeing that their respective locations were fine.