320: Chapter 320 The Starry Sky Rift Stirs Up Again: Alien Army Presses In

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was pushed to a peak of killing intent the moment Xu Chen gave the order.

"As you command! Young Lord!"

Grand Elder Xu Changsheng responded in a deep voice and immediately turned to arrange the intelligence network's operation.

Several core Elders responsible for guarding the Formations in various directions also took their orders and withdrew. The entire Ancient Xu Family, a massive war machine, began to methodically reveal its terrifying fangs following Xu Chen's words.

Xu Chen sat in the main seat, not losing his composure due to the sudden invasion from the otherworld.

He recalled the scene when that Child of Luck from the Lower Realm named Ye Chen had broken through the world barrier, only to be slapped into a blood mist by him. Although the spatial rift was temporarily sealed by the Xu Family's Formation, it hadn't automatically healed in a short time due to the karmic entanglement of the broken world wall.

Unexpectedly, this had become a prize in the eyes of the otherworld army.

"Young Lord."

The intelligence Elder returned; his pace was three times faster than usual. Holding a shimmering Jade Slip, he walked to the center of the hall with a solemn expression.

"The Star Observation Platform has sent back the latest captured images and Spiritual Qi fluctuation analysis." The intelligence Elder presented the Jade Slip with both hands.

Xu Chen beckoned with his hand, and the Jade Slip landed steadily in his palm.

He directly activated the Heavenly Dao Divine Pupils he had just obtained last night.

Golden Formation patterns slowly rotated deep within his eyes. Through this Jade Slip, Xu Chen didn't see boring data or blurry images; instead, he traced back to the source and saw the real scene at the spatial rift thousands of miles away.

The rift, which was originally only a few meters wide, had now been forcibly pried open to a massive size of a hundred meters by an extremely domineering force.

Billowing black miasma poured out of the rift like a flood from a broken dam. Wherever it passed, the originally abundant Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Eastern Wasteland was instantly contaminated and corroded, producing a tooth-aching hissing sound.

In that sea of black miasma, giant warships made of unknown white bones were vaguely visible. Banners on the warships blotted out the sky, and they were densely packed with burly otherworld soldiers clad in heavy armor.

These soldiers exuded a violent aura completely different from that of Upper Realm Cultivators—it was a pure will of slaughter and plunder.

On the largest white bone flagship in the center of the army, Xu Chen's divine pupils captured several powerful energy sources.

One of the auras, though deliberately restrained, still leaked the pressure belonging to the Saint Realm. What surprised Xu Chen even more was that at the center of this Saint's pressure, there was a faint trace of extremely rare femininity and cunning.

"The commander is a woman?" Xu Chen's brow twitched slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled into an interested arc.

He deactivated the Heavenly Dao Divine Pupils, placed the Jade Slip on the table, and lightly tapped his knuckles against it.

"The vanguard of this otherworld army is about a hundred thousand strong. The infantry consists mainly of heavy armored behemoths, and there are two sorcerer battalions responsible for controlling the Black Miasma Formation."

Xu Chen's tone was calm as he supplemented the mere surface-level information the intelligence Elder had painstakingly gathered with exhaustive detail.

The remaining Elders in the hall looked at each other. They knew the Young Lord's cultivation was unfathomable, but this level of insight in gathering intelligence was simply too terrifying.

"The enemy commander is a Saint Realm powerhouse. Moreover, judging by the troop deployment, this person is proficient in interlocking Formations and is not some brainless brute who only knows how to charge and kill."

Xu Chen stood up and walked to the sand table in the center of the hall.

On the sand table, the ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers of the Eastern Wasteland were clearly visible. The location of the spatial rift was less than two thousand miles from the Xu Family Imperial Clan's estate.

If this otherworld army were allowed to gain a foothold and build a bridgehead, a continuous stream of reinforcements would swarm into the Eastern Wasteland like locusts. By then, no matter how deep the Ancient Xu Family's foundation was, they would be dragged into a quagmire by this endless war of attrition.

"Young Lord, since the enemy only has one Saint presiding over them, why don't I personally lead the team and take three thousand Imperial Guards to annihilate them!" A hot-tempered War Hall Elder stepped forward to request a battle.

In their view, a mere otherworld Saint daring to run wild on the Xu Family's territory was simply tired of living.

Xu Chen shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the sand table.

"A lion uses its full strength even when hunting a rabbit. Since the opponent dares to cross worlds, they must have prepared some trump cards."

Xu Chen knew well that these otherworld generals capable of commanding a vast army were definitely not minor characters who could be easily killed. Moreover, the opponent was a female commander proficient in Formations.

"Command the War Hall to assemble ten thousand Pojun Imperial Guards and bring ten void warships. This Young Master will personally go to meet this otherworld commander."

Just as Xu Chen finished speaking, a series of crisp footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Husband is going to fight? How can such a good thing happen without bringing us along!"

Accompanied by this willful voice, two stunning silhouettes entered the meeting hall one after the other.

Walking in front was Nangong Waner, dressed in fire-red martial attire and exuding a heroic spirit. Although a hint of sleepiness remained in her peach blossom eyes, the Battle Intent deep within them was already burning fiercely.

Following behind her was Lin Qingxue, wearing a plain white long dress. Having just shed her hard armor last night and experienced intimacy for the first time, her eyes held a touch more of a woman's softness, but she still tightly held the broken sword that had accompanied her for many years.

"Nonsense." Xu Chen looked at his two uninvited wives and put on a stern face, feigning a harsh reprimand, "The battlefield has no eyes for swords; that is a place for men. You two just... cough, haven't rested well last night. Why are you here causing trouble?"

Hearing Xu Chen almost mention the absurdities that happened in the bedchamber last night in front of so many Elders, Lin Qingxue's cold face instantly turned red down to the base of her neck. She glared at Xu Chen in embarrassment, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

Nangong Waner, however, was much thicker-skinned. She swaggered over to Xu Chen's side, naturally taking his arm and leaning her entire body weight against him.

"Husband, those words are incorrect. Qingxue and I just mastered a dual sword Formation yesterday, and we were worried about not finding anyone to test it on." Nangong Waner looked up at Xu Chen's handsome profile, her tone carrying a hint of acting spoiled. "Besides, if you leave us at home and we get bored, what if we tear down the spirit herb garden in the backyard?"

"You wouldn't dare." Xu Chen irritably pinched Nangong Waner's nose, then turned his gaze to Lin Qingxue, who had remained silent.

"Qingxue, are you also here to request a battle?"

Lin Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressing the shyness in her heart. She took a step forward and stood before Xu Chen, her posture straight, regaining some of the coldness and efficiency belonging to a Sect Master of a sword sect.

"Qingxue said she would be Young Master's personal guard. Wherever Young Master goes, Qingxue's sword will point." Lin Qingxue's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a resolute determination that would rather break than bend.

"Even if I have to face thousands of troops and horses, Qingxue will never retreat a single step."

Looking at these two women with completely different personalities but the same obsession with the Dao of the sword, a trace of helplessness rose in Xu Chen's heart, but even more so, an indescribable pride.

"Very well."

Xu Chen reached out and ruffled Lin Qingxue's hair, making her neatly combed bun a bit messy.

"Since you both want to find some people to practice your skills on so badly, then follow along." A protective, mischievous smile curled on Xu Chen's lips. "But let's agree: if you can't win, obediently hide behind your husband. If anyone dares to try too hard and gets hurt..."

Xu Chen deliberately trailed off, his deep gaze sweeping over the two women's slender waists.

"When we return, you'll be punished by the family rules."

Hearing the words "family rules," Nangong Waner and Lin Qingxue simultaneously thought of the various blush-inducing tricks in the bedchamber last night, and both of their bodies trembled involuntarily.

"Who... who wants to hide behind you?" Nangong Waner muttered with a red face, but she held Xu Chen's arm even tighter.

Lin Qingxue lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. Beside this domineering and rogue-like man, she felt an unprecedented sense of security.

"Half an hour later."

On the main square of the Ancient Xu Family.

Ten thousand Pojun Imperial Guards, clad in dark gold heavy armor and holding long halberds, were lined up in a uniform Formation. The killing intent soared into the clouds, making the surrounding air heavy.

Ten thousand-foot-long void warships hovered in mid-air, like ten ancient Vicious Beasts waiting to devour their prey.

Xu Chen, in an ink-colored brocade robe, stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the leading flagship.

To his left was the heroic Nangong Waner; to his right was the ice-cold Lin Qingxue. The two stunning beauties held their long swords, looking like two of the most dazzling Protector goddesses.

"Young Lord, the army is assembled and ready to depart at any time!" The Grand Elder knelt on one knee on the deck and reported loudly.

Xu Chen looked at the dense army below, his deep eyes showing no fear, only excitement and a thirst for unknown challenges.

"Depart."

Xu Chen's thin lips parted slightly, uttering two cold words.

"Boom!"

The Formations of the ten void warships activated simultaneously, erupting with a deafening roar.

The massive hulls carved out visible airwaves in the sky, tearing through the void and racing toward the spatial rift billowing with black miasma at the border of the Eastern Wasteland.