201: No! War!

The process of the great war?

Dozens of the Yao Race's strongest powerhouses looked at each other and began to recount the events in the Domains they were responsible for, one by one.

Soon.

When they had all finished speaking, the old man at the very front glanced at the purple-haired elder.

"Ancient Ancestor."

"The situation is like this; there is no difference from their attacks during this period."

"My opponent is still Ou Mo from their Martial Arts Company."

The Demon Race Ancient Ancestor's gaze shifted, looking at one of the people who had just spoken.

"You just said, roughly how many Warships broke through the battle line this time?"

An answer quickly came back.

"Replying to Ancient Ancestor, it should be around ten thousand."

That person quickly continued.

"Please rest assured, Ancient Ancestor. Personnel have already been dispatched to hunt them down, and we have also notified the various countries under the Jiahong Sacred Court that have entered this Realm to immediately carry out interceptions."

The Demon Race Ancient Ancestor nodded slightly.

Ten thousand... he must have been overthinking it.

That fellow probably just came over for a casual look, or perhaps to test if his gaze would be focused here, and left immediately upon sensing his presence.

Thinking of this.

"Almost a month has passed. Have you found the location of that Lin inflammation yet?"

Speaking of this, the dozens of Yao Race powerhouses were no longer drowsy.

The Yao Race Old Ancestor gave a confident smile.

"Ancient Ancestor, I was just about to report this matter to you."

"After a month of continuous breakthroughs by our race and the Demon Race in two locations, combined with their internal 'cooperation', we have already learned Lin Yan's approximate location."

The Demon Race Ancient Ancestor raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke with interest.

"Where is he?"

Naturally, the Old Ancestor did not dare to keep him in suspense. "He is holding a position within a Divine Court subordinate to the Xuanqing Sacred Court at their Xuanqing Pass."

The Demon Race Ancient Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good."

"Increase the intensity."

"I can't even calculate anything about that boy; he must possess a great secret."

"Since the Human Race dared to expose him so early, we must seize the opportunity."

The emphasis on the word "must" immediately caused the expressions of the Yao Race powerhouses to turn solemn.

"Yes."

...Even as the Yao Race powerhouses were deliberating.

Far away in another part of the starry sky, at the deepest part of the magnificent palace complex of the Human Race's Ancestral Court.

A silver-haired man with a tall and straight posture stood quietly.

He held his hands behind his back, appearing as if he were one with his surroundings. His long, supple hair, like silver silk, drifted gently in the wind, exuding a sense of mystery and elegance.

It was precisely the Human Race's Ancient Ancestor.

He tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes shining as brightly as the brilliant stars in the night sky, seemingly able to see through the mysteries of all things in the world.

On that well-defined face, a faint smile quietly surfaced at the corner of his mouth, filled with an indescribable confidence and composure.

"By targeting him, you've picked the wrong person..."

...The former territory of the Qingwu Divine Court.

In the central Warship of a fleet of Warships traveling through the starry sky at extreme speed.

Boom—!

Spiritual Qi surged.

"Ding!"

"Consumed 200% charge value, successfully absorbed a Venerable Rank treasure grade spirit herb, cultivation increased by three minor Realms."

Lin Yan opened his eyes, a bright light flashing within them.

Venerable Rank sixth grade Late Stage... [Combat Power Assessment]: Normal State: Venerable King (Emperor Rank first grade Middle Stage); Single Ability Active: Venerable King (Emperor Rank Second Grade Early Stage); Both Abilities Active: Venerable King (Emperor Rank Second Grade Late Stage).

The increase in combat power wasn't much, but it was indeed reasonable.

After all, the Martial Skill gains from the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield had already provided significant support; his recent charge value was enough to pull up his cultivation.

There was still a considerable difference between Emperor Rank combat power and Emperor Rank cultivation.

At the very least, the fact that the Physical Body alone was enough to support free flight through the starry sky was full of temptation.

Beside him, Fu Ying glanced at Lin Yan, who seemed lost in thought, before turning his gaze back to the starry sky outside the Warship.

He had already become immune to His Highness's behavior of using 'cheats' right in front of them without even trying to act.

There was nothing he could do.

What else could he do if he wasn't immune?

The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it would seem. The more ridiculous it seemed, the more his mental state would collapse. And if his mental state collapsed, then he would be finished.

It was better to just adopt a Zen-like attitude and calm his mind.

Besides, this was his own Highness.

You can be as awesome as you want, and we'll just keep cheering you on.

As for Lian Chuan and Xue Cheng, who had already somewhat recovered their senses, there was naturally even less to say.

Brother Yan? Cheating?

He's been cheating for a year already.

Stay calm.

At that moment.

Wei Ping's voice came through the Warship's network.

"Your Highness."

"A Yao Race Warship interception fleet has been suspected ahead."

The voice faded.

Lin Yan abruptly looked up, a trace of intense killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Before he could say anything.

Wei Ping's voice came through, instantly becoming even more serious.

"The lead Warships have already begun engaging the enemy. It is confirmed to be a Yao Race interception fleet!"

"Preparing to bypass..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

"No!"

"Fight!"

Lin Yan stood up from his command seat with a 'swish', took a few steps to the giant glass at the bow of the ship, and stared intently at the external starry sky situation while moving at high speed.

He naturally understood what Wei Ping meant.

It was one thing when they were breaking through the Yao Race battle line.

But now that they had passed the gate, he couldn't bring himself to abandon these Li Army soldiers who were willing to selflessly protect him!

This wasn't being foolish!

It was a decision he made instantly after understanding the intensity of the so-called pursuit and interception.

Now that they were out, even for the brothers who died in battle, he would bring their bodies back!

He would let them return home in glory!

Wei Ping, who was in the escort Warship right next to them, naturally understood Lin Yan's thoughts as well.

He knew that besides them, His Highness also had a Guard Team led by an Imperial Rank Area Guardian Envoy.

So as long as they didn't encounter a Martial Artist at the Emperor Lord level or above, there wouldn't be a problem.

And such a level of powerhouse, without knowing His Highness's specific identity, would not travel with a Warship fleet, let alone appear in interceptions and pursuits.

Therefore, after only a slight hesitation, he immediately gave the order in a booming voice.

"Wei Ping, understood!"

"Li Army First Elite Regiment!"

"Show the colors! Prepare for battle!"

...In the starry sky where points of starlight flickered, the brilliant stars were like gems embedded in the canopy of heaven, shining resplendently.

In sharp contrast to this beautiful scenery were the bursts of violent battle cries.

Hundreds of Warships flying the 'Military Flag Name' military flag were like a pack of fierce sharks, constantly colliding with the dozens of Warships besieged in the central area.

Inside a Warship that appeared exceptionally magnificent and eye-catching.

A middle-aged man clad in heavy armor was watching the intense battle scene unfolding in the starry sky through the porthole with a calm expression.

Numerous sounds of talking and laughing came from behind him.

"General."

"These dozens of Human Race Warships that haven't shown their colors should be an elite unit."

"Indeed."

"To think there are so many Venerable Rank Martial Artists."

"Although they are all low or first grade, they aren't something an ordinary Divine Court can possess."

"Fortunately, their numbers are small, and they clearly look like they've been through a tragic battle."

"Otherwise, it really wouldn't be easy for us to take them down."

Listening to these discussions, the middle-aged general's eyes remained calm.

As an outstanding Emperor Rank general of the Tianxin Divine Court, one of the two major Divine Courts that had entered this Realm under the jurisdiction of the Jiahong Sacred Court.

Over the years, Gan Dang had already led his subordinates to execute countless interception operations.

Perhaps only the appearance of a fleet flying the 'Li' character military flag, like the one from decades ago, could bring him some excitement.

After all, that was an existence that was only completely strangled by gathering the strength of many Emperor Rank generals of the Divine Court and the lives of countless soldiers.

What a pity.

He knew that was simply impossible.

Because that was the direct legion of the Human Race's world-renowned White-robed Saint King; they wouldn't perform such a reckless act of penetrating the battle lines.

He spoke in a calm voice.

"One of you go and slay their Emperor Rank first grade general."

"And then..."

Suddenly.

He seemed to sense something and snapped his head around.

Immediately after.

The people behind him also seemed to discover the situation one after another, and they all turned their heads to look.

Their faces all changed at the same time.