146: Ancient Warcraft appears
Wang Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back.
His stern gaze slowly swept over the members of the Three Great Families and the Martial Alliance presidents, whose faces were pale.
Everyone touched by his gaze unconsciously tensed their bodies.
“I advise you all to surrender. If you insist on opposing the Federation…”
“You will bear the consequences!”
These resounding words immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.
“Treason?” a young Martial Master exclaimed in alarm, his longsword clattering onto the ice. “President Lei didn’t tell us this!”
“He’s no longer the Martial Alliance’s Commander…” another older Fourth-Order Martial Master murmured, his voice trembling.
The Martial Alliance presidents present had varied expressions.
President Zhao of the East Sea Branch had fine beads of sweat on his forehead and unconsciously took half a step back.
President Li of the West Sea Branch’s eyes flickered.
And President Chen of the South Sea Branch’s gaze constantly shifted between Lei Mietian and Wang Qingtian, silently calculating something.
The Head of the Nangong Family suddenly roared, “Nonsense! This is a frame-up!”
The Head of the Situ Family chuckled sinisterly, “Commander Lin, what great authority you have, to presume to meddle in the Martial Alliance’s affairs?”
Both looked at Lei Mietian.
After a moment of silence, Lei Mietian suddenly threw his head back and laughed, a dazzling purple light suddenly erupting around him.
“Good! Very good!”
“Since you insist on tearing off the mask—”
“Boom!”
A purple lightning bolt, as thick as a bucket, suddenly struck towards Wang Qingtian!
“Watch out!”
Four high-ranking military officials behind Wang Qingtian all stepped forward simultaneously.
A golden barrier instantly formed.
The lightning collided with the barrier, creating a deafening roar.
At the same time, the five members of the Xiao Family also came to assist.
Each holding a weapon, their Protective Aura formed a continuous blue light curtain.
A cold glint appeared in Wang Qingtian’s eyes: “Stubborn fools!” He suddenly raised his hand, “All troops, listen to my command—”
“Wait!”
Su Lei suddenly stepped forward.
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone’s ears.
“Members of the Martial Alliance, do you really want to be buried with these three traitors?”
These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over everyone’s heads.
The tense atmosphere suddenly stalled.
Everyone suddenly realized a crucial issue—
Although it was unclear why Su Lei could injure Lei Mietian, the current situation was clear.
Lei Mietian, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, could not defeat Su Lei in a short time.
The Head of the Nangong Family and the Head of the Situ Family could only fight Xiao Yuwei to a draw.
And among the newly joined Xiao Family and high-ranking military officials, there were two Peak Grandmasters and eight veteran Grandmasters.
This force was enough to completely turn the tide of the battle!
More importantly, if they continued to resist stubbornly, it would confirm their crime of treason.
Even if Lei Mietian’s side ultimately won, they would most likely have already died on the battlefield.
Even if they survived, they would only have one path: to stick with the Lei Family to the end, becoming enemies with the entire Federation.
If the Federation won, only reckoning awaited them… An elderly Martial Alliance Elder trembled, his Dragon-head cane clattering to the ground.
Behind him, more and more people released their weapons.
Seeing this, Lei Mietian’s purple glow in his eyes intensified: “Whoever betrays will be dealt with by Family law!”
Dozens of lightning bolts, as thin as hair, struck directly at the wavering Martial Masters!
“Ah ah ah!”
Screams rose and fell, and over a dozen wavering Martial Artists were instantly pierced by the lightning, turning into charred corpses that fell to the ground. This cruel scene, however, became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
Wang Qingtian seized the opportunity, his voice like a great bell: “Those who lay down their weapons will be forgiven!”
“I surrender!” a Situ Family deacon suddenly knelt, his hands raised above his head.
“Clang—”
The crisp sound of the first weapon hitting the ground rang out.
Then came the second, the third… In an instant, those Martial Masters who had once been loyal to the Three Great Families now threw down their weapons and knelt, begging for mercy.
Wang Qingtian’s stern gaze swept across the battlefield, finally resting on Lei Mietian and the other two.
“Now, it’s time to end this.”
Seeing more and more Martial Alliance members surrender, Lei Mietian sneered endlessly.
“Then let’s fight.”
His right hand slowly reached into his embrace, crushing a blood-red crystal.
The next moment—
“Boom!”
A blood-red pillar of light, nearly a hundred meters in diameter, suddenly burst out of the sea from the island where the Dragon Cave Secret Realm was located, shooting straight into the sky.
The entire sea area was instantly dyed a terrifying crimson, and countless ancient runes emerged in the churning waves.
These dark red patterns moved across the sea like living things, quickly forming a huge Formation covering an area of ten li.
The air was immediately filled with a strong smell of blood.
Some Martial Artists with weaker cultivation suddenly covered their mouths and noses, blood seeping through their fingers, their Qi and blood being forcibly extracted by the great Formation!
“What is this?!” Wang Qingtian’s pupils constricted, and he instinctively pressed his hand to his chest, feeling his heart beat unnaturally fast.
Lei Mietian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and dense, blood-red lightning patterns appeared on his face.
And they kept wriggling eerily, as if they had a life of their own.
“Since we’re going to decide the victor, why not play big!”
As he laughed, countless distorted phantoms appeared in the Formation—
These were the lingering souls of powerful individuals who had fallen in the Secret Realm over the years, now letting out silent wails!
“Damn it! He wants to use this battlefield to awaken the ancient Demonic Beast!”
Facing everyone’s puzzled gazes, Wang Qingtian’s face instantly darkened to the extreme, his voice filled with uncontrollable rage.
“In fact, besides our modern civilization, a powerful Martial Dao civilization existed tens of thousands of years ago.”
“Although their technological level was only equivalent to the Middle Ages, their martial arts attainments reached an unimaginable Peak.”
“Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster was just a slightly stronger warrior to them.”
Wang Qingtian’s voice grew heavier and heavier.
“According to archaeological findings, there were hundreds of Great Grandmasters explicitly recorded. What’s even more terrifying is…”
“That era also had powerhouses above the Great Grandmaster level.”
“But that powerful civilization eventually disappeared into the river of history…”
These words were like a heavy hammer, striking hard at everyone’s hearts.
Xiao Yuwei unconsciously gripped her ice sword. She looked at Su Lei, noticing a hint of solemnity in his eyes as well.
Xiao Yuanshan frowned deeply, unable to help but ask in a deep voice, “Why?”
Wang Qingtian looked at the increasingly clear colossal phantom in the bloody great Formation, murmuring:
“Demonic Beasts, the mortal enemies of all civilizations.”
“Despite hundreds of years of resistance, they ultimately collapsed, and those powerhouses either perished or were…”
He didn’t continue, but everyone present understood the terrifying outcome.
“Demonic Beasts are different from Yao Beasts.” Wang Qingtian’s voice was hoarse. “They come from the deep abyss, from outside the sky, and even from other worlds… They are predators with high intelligence.”
The blood-red runes on the sea surface suddenly flickered violently, and a blurred giant shadow was slowly forming in the center of the great Formation.
Just a trace of leaked Qi caused the seawater within a thousand meters to boil and evaporate!
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