268: Old acquaintance

Thud—!

In the center of Chixuan Pass's high ramparts, a soft landing sound echoed.

A young man exuding an Aura of nobility strode slowly towards the edge of the wall, gazing out at the tranquil starry sky beyond the pass.

At the same time.

Two hundred imposing figures clad in armor landed behind him, their stern eyes fixed straight ahead.

The surrounding Human Race soldiers stared at this suddenly arrived group, their expressions shaken.

Who was this?

Just the restrained Aura alone made it difficult for Martial Artists like them, whose cultivation ranged from King Rank to Emperor Rank, to breathe.

This question was soon answered as some excited, trembling voices broke out.

"The Supreme One... This is our race's Supreme One, His Majesty Lin Yan!!!"

"He actually came from Xuanqing Pass to Chixuan!"

The Supreme One!

Everyone's hearts jolted, and they immediately looked again at that noble figure they had been too overwhelmed by the Aura to observe carefully at first.

Those characteristics! It really is him!

Just as the clamor grew louder.

"Lad Lin." An aged voice called out.

Numerous figures stepped out from the Void Realm, appearing atop the wall.

Lin Yan's gaze immediately fell upon the imposing old man at the forefront, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Old Ancestor Yi."

This person was none other than the leader of the Military Alliance—Yi Ming.

He nodded slightly, his eyes filled with emotion.

"Back in the Ancestral Court, I should have forcefully taken you from that old fellow Ou Mo."

Faced with this difficult-to-answer statement, Lin Yan chose to respond with a silent smile.

Seeing his reaction, Yi Ming shook his head and chuckled.

"You lad..."

Immediately, the smile on his face quickly faded.

"Are you ready?"

Lin Yan did not hesitate. "Of course."

Yi Ming nodded. "Good."

He turned slightly and first pointed to the four figures behind him.

"Four True Immortals."

Then he gestured towards the group behind those four.

"Ten Great Emperors."

"Over a dozen Quasi-Emperors."

"We will all cooperate with you to the fullest."

"Do as you see fit."

Lin Yan nodded solemnly towards the many gazes now focused on him.

"A little time is all I need!"

Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances and burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha... Forget just a little time."

"Even if you needed us to hold the line for days and nights, it wouldn't be a problem!"

"That's right!"

"We've long wanted to witness firsthand our race's Supreme One's unstoppable, sweeping prowess!"

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yan's face as he gave a slight nod.

Then, as if remembering something, he spoke to Yi Ming.

"Old Ancestor."

"The God Rank battlefield can be left to my personal guards to charge through. As long as no Saint Ranks appear, there will absolutely be no problem."

As his words fell.

Oh?

Not only Yi Ming, but the many gazes behind him also simultaneously shifted to the two hundred stern figures not far away.

Fu Ying's voice, brimming with confidence, came through.

"Even against low grade Saint Ranks, the Flame Guards can fight!"

A unified, earth-shaking roar followed.

"Fight!"

A flash of surprise crossed the eyes of Yi Ming and the others.

What formidable killing intent! These two hundred men seemed born for the battlefield.

Moreover.

They could clearly sense a hidden power, surpassing the God Rank, stirring restlessly.

The Flame Guards... This lad is truly extraordinary... Not only is he himself a monster, but even his personal guards are this outrageous.

Yi Ming laughed heartily.

"Excellent!"

Above, Lin Yan would sweep through numerous Quasi-Emperors; below, his personal guards would sweep through the God Rank combat circles.

He could already foresee the situation at Chixuan Pass in the upcoming great battle!

Therefore, he hesitated no longer.

"Tomorrow, we attack!"

The many figures assumed serious expressions.

"Yes!"

As for why it was tomorrow.

That, of course, was calculated by Yi Ming based on the time it would take for the alien races to travel to Xuanqing Pass.

Guerrilla warfare must strike the enemy at their most vulnerable point.

What was that? Naturally, it was when they were more than halfway to Xuanqing Pass.

Only then, upon receiving news that Lin Yan was no longer there but had instead come to Chixuan Pass to wreak havoc, would they find themselves in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat easily.

Completely led by the nose.

Understanding Yi Ming's plan, Lin Yan said nothing further. After giving a slight nod to show his understanding, he continued to stand quietly at the edge of the Imperial Pass, gazing into the starry sky... the starry sky far, far away from Chixuan Pass.

A dense, clearly demarcated fleet of Warships floated silently. All Yao Race and Spirit Race soldiers chatted easily, some even raising cups in a toast across the boundary between the two races.

There was none of the tense preparation seen at Chixuan Pass or the previous quiet period for recuperation. Instead, it was a state of enjoying the campaign.

This was true not only for the ordinary soldiers and officers below the God Rank.

But also for those in the Void Realm at the God Rank and Saint Rank, and even the many above Saint Rank in the Land of Nothingness.

The Yao Race Old Ancestor—Gongshang Ling, and the Spirit Race Old Ancestor—Xuan Ping.

Two figures standing deep within the Land of Nothingness watched this scene with faint smiles.

"Judging by the time, they should almost be at the Human Race's Xuanqing Pass by now."

"Just about."

"With so many Old Ancestor-level figures from our Five Races, plus True Immortals and Great Emperors going there, even if Ou Mo is the number one Immortal King in the starry sky, he absolutely cannot protect that Lin Yan."

"As for our side here... let's apply some more pressure on Yi Ming in two days."

"Agreed."

"I estimate they've also sent people rushing to Xuanqing Pass."

"We might even be able to capture another Realm from the Human Race."

As their conversation reached this point, Gongshang Ling suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

"The Human Race is always so foolish."

"For the sake of a mere Lin Yan, they dare to challenge all Five Races at once."

"Their so-called 'righteous cause' is simply a joke."

"How can it compare to the importance of their entire race?"

Hearing this, Xuan Ping smiled without speaking, though a trace of disdain flickered in the depths of his eyes.

If our three races hadn't announced our participation, with just your Yao Race and Demon Race? You would have been crippled by the Human Race long ago!

A 'mere' Lin Yan.

A taboo figure like him appearing in any race would be treasured like a priceless gem. If you're jealous, just say so. If you want to eliminate the threat, just say it outright.

Putting on airs here is just wrong of you.

Seeing Xuan Ping remain silent, Gongshang Ling was content to enjoy the peace.

After all, it was a temporary alliance for a common goal. They were all Six Overlords of the Starry Sky, not to mention past conflicts. Speak or not, it didn't matter.

Besides.

Putting it nicely, three races joined. But the Yao and Demon Races didn't need to read between the lines; it was obvious on the surface.

Unlike the Yao and Demon Races, who initiated the war and committed their full strength, the other three had selectively sent only those figures who had always been in the public eye.

In other words, the Immortal, God, and Spirit Races had kept a contingency plan in reserve.

If the two of them failed, they would suffer an incomparably devastating blow.

Amidst these vastly different states on both sides.

Time flowed on under the flickering starlight... Atop Chixuan Pass.

Duan Yueling and Miss Liu were very "coincidentally" assigned to a Warship group not far from where Lin Yan was stationed.

At this moment, the two of them had already changed into battle armor. Yet, even that hard, cold metal could not conceal their stunningly beautiful faces.

Their gazes were both rather complex as they stared at the figure standing quietly in the distance, gazing into the far reaches of space.

Just then, a soft cough broke the brief tranquility.

"The two of us are going to greet the Supreme One."

"Are you coming?"