208: Ji Lianbo

On the peak of a certain mountain in Ancient Underworld Emperor Continent.

Three figures stood tall!

"Fellow Daoists, the Imperial Sect Army of Ancient Martial Emperor Sect will invade Ancient Underworld Emperor Continent in a few days. This old man is here to ask for your help!"

A gaunt old man, shrouded in black mist, spoke. His voice was very old and carried a hint of worry.

"Saint Ming, that old undying Wu Luo has already broken through to the Three-Step Quasi-Emperor Realm and possesses an Imperial Weapon. How can we contend? It would be better to take your Sect members and leave Wuqian Territory!"

Opposite him, an old man with sword-like eyebrows and a green robe said.

"Indeed!"

The old man beside him, whose blue robe was embroidered with nine great rivers, also agreed.

"Are you two truly so heartless?" Saint Ming's expression darkened.

The blue-robed old man frowned and said, "It's not that this old man is heartless, but rather that we cannot win. You and I both know the gap between Quasi-Emperors. Even if the three of us join forces, we are absolutely no match. Moreover, it's highly possible that another Emperor Sect is secretly supporting Wu Luo."

"Have you two forgotten? We three conspired together back then. It wasn't this old man who attacked Wu Xingqiong, but you, He Yun, and it was you, Jian Chuan, and this old man who shielded the heavenly secrets!"

"Do you think Wu Luo doesn't know? It's because he fears our three Holy Lands that he has been enduring in silence. If he destroys my Nether God Holy Land this time, do you think you two can remain safe and sound?"

"You tell this old man to take his Sect members and leave, but it's easier said than done. This old man can leave, but can my Nether God Holy Land leave? Can you two abandon the foundation left by your ancestors?"

Saint Ming directly tore through the veil between the three of them!

This made He Yun and the other's expressions turn ugly.

"Then, according to you, we should go to our deaths?" Jian Chuan retorted with a gloomy expression.

He Yun also stared at Saint Ming with a cold gaze.

"This old man naturally won't go to his death!" Saint Ming sneered.

He Yun and the other's hearts stirred upon hearing this.

"What do you mean by that?"

Saint Ming smiled and didn't play coy. "Things have come to this, so I won't hide it from you two anymore!"

"Fellow Daoist Ji Lian, please come out and meet us!"

Saint Ming said towards a certain direction.

"Hahahaha! Fellow Daoist He Yun, Fellow Daoist Jian Chuan, long time no see!"

Just then, a hearty laugh rang out!

Immediately after, the Void Realm tore open, and an old man in gray robes walked out from within. The three Imperial Rings behind him were particularly conspicuous, showcasing the old man's formidable strength.

"Uncle Ji Lian!"

Upon seeing the gray-robed old man, He Yun and the other's expressions changed.

They recognized the gray-robed old man; he was an Old Ancestor of the Ji Lian Family, the overlord of the neighboring Wuan Territory.

The Ji Lian Family was very powerful, with four Quasi-Emperors within their Sect. The strongest was a Four-Step Quasi-Emperor, and they were also an Emperor Sect Legacy. They once had a Great Emperor emerge during the Middle Stage of the ancient era.

However, the relationship between Wuqian Territory and Wuan Territory was very poor, and the two sides often erupted in major battles, because the Ji Lian Family had always wanted to control the surrounding regions.

However, in the past, they were always forced back by the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. After the Calamity of Tianwu, the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect declined, while the Ji Lian Family flourished. If not for their grievances with the overlord of another great Territory, they would have already made a move on Wuqian Territory.

They never expected Saint Ming to actually bring them in today!

"The current situation is no longer something the three of us can handle. To preserve our Legacy, we need to invite powerful external aid, and the Ji Lian Family is the best external aid."

Saint Ming said with a smile.

"You two, this old man did not come for the Legacy of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. After the matter is settled, this old man will not take the Legacy of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. I only want Wuqian Territory and that Imperial Weapon."

"Of course, the three Emperor Continents of Guhe, Ancient Underworld, and Ancient Sword will still belong to the territory of the three Holy Lands. This old man can make a Dao Oath!" Uncle Ji Lian laughed loudly.

He Yun and the other's hearts stirred upon hearing this.

"How do you two feel about it?"

Saint Ming asked at the opportune moment.

"If Fellow Daoist Ji Lian assists, then this old man is willing to give it a try!"

"This old man also has no objections!"

The two did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Good!" Uncle Ji Lian laughed loudly. "In this battle, regarding the Saint Monarchs, your people are enough. As for Wu Luo, he will be restrained by the three of you Fellow Daoists, while this old man will hide in the dark. If that person makes a move, I will naturally stop him."

"If that person doesn't make a move, I will assist you in slaying Wu Luo!"

He Yun frowned upon hearing this, "Fellow Daoist Ji Lian, it's not that I'm unwilling, but with a Three-Step Quasi-Emperor's cultivation and an Imperial Weapon, it's very difficult for the three of us to resist Wu Luo!"

Involving his own safety, Saint Ming's expression also became solemn.

"I naturally understand, so I brought the family's heritage!"

As Uncle Ji Lian spoke, he took out a Formation Plate and three small flags!

"This is the Three Talents Defense Formation. I obtained it from a ruin more than a hundred thousand years ago and have never used it. This Three Talents Defense Formation is based on the coordination between heaven, earth, and man, utilizing the power of heaven and earth to evolve powerful defensive and sealing capabilities."

"The three of you jointly control this Formation. Not to mention a Three-Step Quasi-Emperor, even a Five-Step Quasi-Emperor would be unable to break through the defense. Of course, its consumption is also quite large. The three of you can only hold him for about three hours at most. By then, if he doesn't make a move, I will make a move!"

He Yun and the other three were overjoyed to hear this.

Only three hours, and furthermore, who doesn't have some trump cards? They weren't afraid of a crisis appearing after three hours!

"This Formation still needs some practice. During this time, organize the forces of the three great Holy Lands to first resist the Imperial Sect Army of Ancient Martial Emperor Sect. I don't think the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect will act rashly!"

Uncle Ji Lian said confidently.

The Ancient Martial Emperor Sect had a severe shortage of Saint Monarchs. Once the three Holy Lands combined their forces, they would definitely not easily engage in a decisive battle. Even if they knew what Saint Ming and the others were secretly preparing, they would never engage in a decisive battle until they found them.

The deterrent power of a Quasi-Emperor was enough to cause a huge impact on a Sect.

"Good! After I return, I will mobilize the army to come and assist!"

"My Ancient Sword Holy Land will also dispatch a large army!"

He Yun and Jian Chuan responded consecutively.

"In that case, after the three of you return, instruct your subordinates to act! Afterwards, gather at the Ancient Sword Holy Land. I will protect you while you quickly familiarize yourselves with this Formation!" Uncle Ji Lian said!

"Good!"

Soon, the four of them departed in different directions.

Not long after, Saint Ming returned to the Nether God Holy Land. He summoned the Holy Land's higher-ups!

"Old Ancestor, have you settled things with the two families?"

The newly appointed Nether God Saint Lord asked!

"Mhm!" Saint Ming nodded!

"Issue the order: the Holy Land's forces are to gather at Luo Shen Pass to meet the Imperial Sect Army of Ancient Martial Emperor Sect!"

"If anyone dares to be negligent, their Sect will be annihilated and their clan exterminated!"

"This battle is to the death. If we win, everyone will have a share of the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect's eternal heritage!"

Saint Ming's voice carried an unquestionable domineering aura.

"We obey the Old Ancestor's decree!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Long and solemn chimes echoed throughout the entire Nether God Holy Land.

In an instant, the entire power of Ancient Underworld Emperor Continent was mobilized. Warships and Yao Beasts, covering the sky and earth, surged towards Luo Shen Pass.

No one could defy the orders of the Nether God Holy Land, but among these people, most had their own schemes, and no one would foolishly become cannon fodder.

Some forces even made further arrangements, sending their elite members to cities controlled by the Three Associations. Generally, no force dared to cause trouble in such cities.

This was also to leave a glimmer of hope for their Sect.

Such a large movement caused ordinary Mortals or low-level Martial Artists to be either terrified or bewildered, making the entire Ancient Underworld Emperor Continent shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Luo Shen Pass City, a giant city a hundred thousand miles long, was a crucial and treacherous pass at the border between Ancient Martial Emperor Continent and Ancient Underworld Emperor Continent. From here, one could advance directly into the heart of Ancient Martial Emperor Continent or retreat to defend Luo Shen Pass City!

To the left was the Fallen God Mountain Range, teeming with Yao Beasts, and to the right was a strange misty lake, filled with numerous aquatic Yao Beasts, not lacking in Saint Monarch Realm Yao Beasts. Moreover, the mist possessed a special power that could cause those below the Saint King Realm to lose their way.

This also created its unique geographical environment, making it a natural barrier.

And at this moment, this giant city was already garrisoned by hundreds of millions of troops, and with the support from the two Emperor Continents of Guhe and Ancient Sword, the numbers were still rapidly soaring.