671: Chapter 691 The Army's Campaign

Xuan Yangzi's gaze, like a cold blade, slowly swept across this group of vanguards.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, especially deep into the Divine Soul of Immortal King Mo Chen.

"The road ahead is cut off; you must carve out your own path back. The merits and faults of this battle will be the evidence for your future. Whether you turn to dust or gain a new life, or even the Opportunity to go a step further, it is all in your hands."

Immortal King Mo Chen's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and the last trace of struggle in the depths of his eyes turned into resolve.

Behind him, the breathing of the crowd grew slightly heavy. What emerged in their eyes was no longer just fear, but a sort of expectation mixed with greed and madness, born from being driven to a dead end.

Use the blood of others to fight for a real future for themselves!

Meanwhile, on the three core continents of the former Chengyun Immortal Domain, which had been renamed the Qingyun Immortal Domain.

A similar scene of appointing generals was playing out on a giant square. The number of Cultivators from the various surrendered forces of the former Chengyun Immortal Domain was even larger. Although their cultivation Realms were uneven, they were similarly arrayed in strict formation.

They looked up at the firmament, waiting for the power that dominated their fates to descend.

When the qing ming boat, carrying the core combat strength of the Azure Profound Sect, along with six giant warships, tore through the sky of the Qingyun Immortal Domain and descended with the suffocating pressure of the Cangyun World, ten thousand Cultivators bowed their heads.

Without redundant words, the leaders of each force followed the previously received dharma decrees, leading their units to turn into streaks of light and fly in an orderly fashion into the designated warships.

Soon, the six warships that were originally somewhat empty were filled to the brim. A Killing Intent mixed with a faint sense of trepidation and ambition permeated the cabins.

At this point, the expeditionary army had completely converged!

Led by the qing ming boat, seven giant war vessels spanned the heavens, carrying a newly integrated and terrifying power.

In terms of Immortal King combat power alone, there were as many as nine!

The Five Ancestors, Xuan Yangzi, two Immortal King Great Yaos, and Mo Chen.

Additionally, there were dozens of Immortal Lords, hundreds of Heavenly Immortals, over five thousand Earth Immortals and True Immortals, as well as tens of thousands of Void Immortal Realm Cultivators and allied forces from surrendered factions. On the flanks, there were also powerful captured immortal birds and fierce beasts roaring!

Xuan Yangzi and the Five Ancestors stood at the bow of the qing ming boat, their gazes penetrating the endless Void Realm, as if they had already locked onto the target that had been suffering in fear for three months.

Xuan Yangzi slowly raised his hand, his cold voice sounding like a final judgment, echoing in the Divine Souls of all on the warships and all those setting out:

"Target: the Hundred Immortals Alliance."

"Set forth!"

"We obey the Sect Master's command—!!!"

A response like a mountain tsunami, mixed with the purest Killing Intent, the roars of Yao Beasts, the shouts of the surrendered, and the screams of the vanguards where despair and hope intertwined, turned into a torrent that shook the galaxy!

Seven pillars of destructive light boldly crashed through layers of spatial barriers, sailing out of the Xuanhuang, plunging into the endless Chaos, and grinding toward the headquarters of the Hundred Immortals Alliance!

The headquarters of the Hundred Immortals Alliance.

The continuous immortal mountains, once filled with ethereal Immortal Qi and surrounded by auspicious clouds, were now shrouded in a haze so thick it was suffocating.

The mountain-protecting grand array had long been fully activated. Brilliant starlight and countless runes intertwined, forming an inverted bowl-shaped light screen that tightly protected the core area of the headquarters.

However, the top-tier array that was once enough to make an Immortal King hesitate now seemed so fragile in the eyes of everyone within the Alliance.

Three months. A full three months.

To the outside world, the Hundred Immortals Alliance had only encountered elusive harassment, with resource points and trade routes being constantly cut off.

But only the true high-level members of the Alliance and those Disciples who lived in constant fear knew exactly how agonizing these three months had been.

First, the entire expeditionary army sent to the Lower Realm disappeared without a sound.

Following that, precise strikes blooming at multiple points cut deeply into the lifeblood of the Hundred Immortals Alliance every single time.

The suppression teams sent out either hit empty air or encountered head-on blows. Even when Immortal King Elders took action, they returned without success, instead suffering losses in troops and generals.

Seeing the situation of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, other hostile forces joined in to kick them while they were down, making life miserable for the Alliance.

Panic, like the most lethal poison, had already seeped into every corner of the headquarters.

Affiliated forces were restless; many were secretly contacting the outside world or even moving their entire clans. The Alliance's internal inventory was rapidly consumed, and morale had dropped to freezing point.

At this moment, in the main hall of the headquarters, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like water could be wrung from it.

Immortal King Tian Chen sat in the main seat, his face ashen and his eyes sunken. In just three short months, this existence at the Peak of the Immortal King Realm seemed to have aged considerably.

Below him, several Immortal Kings, including Immortal King Cang Xuan and Shi Ji Immortal King, as well as the Hall Masters and core Elders, all had solemn expressions, their brows clouded with unshakeable anxiety and fear.

"Report—!!!"

A deacon responsible for scouting rushed into the hall, scrambling on all fours, his voice distorted and out of tune due to extreme fear:

"They're... they're here! They've come! So... so many warships! Right outside the mountain gate!!"

They were here! Finally, they had come!

Although they had a premonition, when this moment truly arrived, the people in the hall still felt a wave of suffocating dizziness.

"BOOM—!!!"

Before the deacon's words could finish, a terrifying roar beyond description, accompanied by a scream that tore at the Divine Soul, slammed hard against the mountain-protecting grand array of the Hundred Immortals Alliance headquarters!

High in the sky, space violently distorted and shattered like boiling seawater. Seven ferocious and massive shadows crushed everything as they slowly descended.

The giant boat at the front, entirely dark green and resembling a moving continent, was precisely the qing ming boat!

Behind it, six murderous warships lined up. Their cold Killing Intent and majestic pressure made the entire star where the headquarters was located wail and tremble.

"Buzz—!"

The mountain-protecting grand array reacted, and an unprecedentedly brilliant starlight shot into the sky. Countless ancient runes circulated rapidly, attempting to withstand this world-destroying might.

However, this top-tier array, which in the past could easily withstand the impact of an Immortal King at the Peak, now faced the pure, savage, and unreasonable pressure of the qing ming boat.

It actually emitted an overburdened "creak" of a groan. On the surface of the light screen, violent ripples spread out, visible to the naked eye!

"Enemy attack—!!!"

"Fully activate the grand array! All Disciples, to your positions!!"

"Don't panic! The grand array is passed down from ancient times; they cannot break through it!"

Shrill alarms and the hoarse shouts of Elders at all levels rang out throughout the headquarters. Countless Disciples turned pale, rushing in a frenzy to the various array cores to frantically pour in immortal power.

But the fear coming from their Souls made the immortal power they injected appear scattered and weak.

Inside the hall, Immortal King Tian Chen suddenly stood up. With a flash of his body, he appeared at the summit of the main hall, gazing at the firmament.

When he clearly saw those seven massive warships, along with the several undisguised Immortal King auras on the qing ming boat, his heart sank violently as if falling into an ice cellar.

"Seven such powerful warships? And those auras at the front, they are all Immortal Kings..."

Beside him, Immortal King Cang Xuan's voice was heavy with gravity.

Shi Ji Immortal King's face was deathly pale as she stared fixedly at those roaring immortal birds and fierce beasts on the warships' flanks, as well as those two massive, Immortal King Realm Great Yaos with sky-high Demonic Qi. Her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Mo Chen! It's Mo Chen's aura! And... and the army we sent out before!!"

A sharp-eyed Elder pointed at the figure in front of the qing ming boat, whose aura was clearly identifiable, and shrieked.

"Traitors! They actually defected to the enemy and even became the vanguard!"

"Damn it! No wonder the other side knows us like the back of their hand! So the moles are right here!"

The people of the Hundred Immortals Alliance were both shocked and furious, but more than that, they felt a sense of despair under the betrayal and the crushing weight of absolute power.

Immortal King Tian Chen suddenly raised his hand, suppressing the Chaos in the hall. He forced himself to push down his roiling blood and fury.

His gaze swept across the despairingly massive fleet of warships on the horizon, and the last trace of wishful thinking was completely extinguished.

His fingertips quietly crushed a blood-colored jade talisman carved with ice and snow runes.

"Powerful enemies are at our borders. The Hundred Immortals Alliance is willing to give up half of its stored inventory, plus seventy percent of all earnings for the next hundred years, only requesting that the Upper Sect immediately send reinforcements!

If an Immortal Sovereign can be invited, the conditions can be further discussed!"

A faint red, secret streak of light carrying this information tore a tiny crack by burning its Origin and ignoring spatial barriers, instantly vanishing into the Chaos.

Seeing the enemy army descend, he decisively sought help, leaving himself no room for retreat.

After all, if resources are gone, they can be earned again, but if life is gone, it is truly over.

Having done all this, the aura of his Immortal King Peak cultivation suddenly condensed, his glow becoming even more radiant, and his tone was cold and firm:

"Panic is useless! Follow me out to meet the enemy and let these rebels see the foundation of our Hundred Immortals Alliance!"