285: Xuanqing Pass is open! Another surprise attack!

Time passed for another few days.

During this period, the entire starry sky of the Hongtian Universe was filled with silence.

The Spirit, Immortal, God, and Demon Races were confused; they were certain the Yao Race had already returned, yet there was no movement at all.

As a result, having heard no news at all, they were even more afraid to act rashly, not even sparing a single glance at the Human Race's passes.

The Human Race seemed to have a tacit understanding as well, showing no concern for the movements of the five races and simply staying within their major passes.

Under this eerie silence, the other races of the starry sky also looked at each other in bewilderment.

What is the situation?

No more fighting?

Immediately after, they let out a long sigh of relief in their hearts.

No fighting! It's good not to fight!

They truly did not want to get involved in a war of this scale.

However, there is a saying.

The tree wants to be still, but the wind does not stop.

In plain language, it means...

We are waiting for Lin Yan; you, what are you waiting for??

In the Land of Nothingness above Xuanqing Pass, it was like a deathly silent cosmic abyss, where only thin starlight flickered and swayed in the endless darkness.

Resting with his eyes closed in this quiet place, Ou Mo's thick eyebrows twitched slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes and gave a low shout.

“He's here!”

In an instant, the many human powerhouses who were originally immersed in silence seemed to be struck by an invisible electric current, and they all stood up at once.

Their postures were upright, and the killing intent in their eyes surged like a turbulent tide.

Ou Mo did not move, yet his voice resounded around like a great bell.

“Assemble the army! Attack!”

“Lad Lin will cooperate with us from the other side!”

“Yes!” The uniform response immediately broke the silence of the Land of Nothingness, the sound waves rolling like crashing waves against the shore.

Following that, one majestic command after another was quickly transmitted to Xuanqing Pass, which stood in the vast starry sky.

It was as if a sleeping giant beast was slowly awakening.

One after another, experts of the Star-Crossing level stepped out into the void with agile postures. The aura emanating from them was powerful and vigorous, as if it could make the surrounding stars tremble.

The human soldiers, who had long since finished recuperating, surged toward the Warships like a tide, without the slightest hesitation or retreat.

In their hearts, there was no need for extra reasons; they only needed a simple command.

When Donggong Li boldly hoisted the Imperial Pass...

...the human army set out majestically, like a surging torrent of steel!

At the same time...

...at a place far from Xuanqing Pass.

A black-clothed figure shuttled through layers of space like a ghost.

His eyes were as calm as water. Every step he took seemed to shatter the boundaries of time and space, leaving behind a series of faint phantoms as he moved steadily toward his intended target... and while the human army was in motion...

...not far from a massive mountain peak towering in the starry sky, a vast and boundless army floated quietly in the air.

Large numbers of Spirit Race military flags planted on countless Warships flapped loudly in the violent cosmic winds.

In the void above this army...

...many figures, some clad in magnificent battle armor and others in flowing long robes, cast their gazes toward the mysterious mountain peak nearby while talking to each other. Their voices rose and fell, weaving into a noisy clamor of discussion.

“I don't know what kind of madness the Yao Race has fallen into. It's one thing for everyone to leave, and another for there to be no action. They haven't even returned; I really don't know what they are thinking,” a Quasi-Emperor complained with a face full of doubt, his eyes showing a hint of disdain and anger.

“Aren't they afraid we'll just smash their Demon Mountain and seize their territory?” another Quasi-Emperor chimed in, a hint of greed appearing on his face as his hands unconsciously tightened around the hilt of the sword at his waist.

“Hehe... if you ask me, what human invasion? It's probably just a play they directed and acted in themselves,” an old man sneered slightly, his eyes flashing with a shrewd light as if everything was within his control.

“It's indeed possible.”

“After all, they and the Demon Race were the first two parties to act against the Human Race, and they exhausted all their foundations.”

“Now, they probably can't hold on but are embarrassed to say so, so they played a little trick.”

Everyone nodded one after another, agreeing with this seemingly reasonable deduction, with a hint of a mocking smile on their faces.

“Did they think that if they remained silent, we would act rashly? Simply foolish,” a Great Emperor snorted, looking completely dismissive, his eyes filled with contempt.

Listening to these discussions, the Spirit Race Immortal King Late Stage Old Ancestor—Zhong Kun—stood quietly to the side, a look of contemplation in his eyes.

He pondered secretly in his heart.

What exactly is going on with this Yao Race?

Is it really self-directed?

Then what about the allied forces that have vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the world?

Among them was also one of their own Old Ancestors—Xuan Ping.

So it makes no sense!

Our five races united and held all the advantages.

Just because their Yao Race contributed the most, they want to slack off?

What about the Demon Race? They didn't hold back at all!

The Human Race! Only the Human Race can answer all these questions!

And the Human Race... facing these questions that had been echoing in his mind for several days, Zhong Kun only felt a headache, as if countless needles were pricking his brain.

He sighed softly.

Never mind, this was never a war that could be ended in a short time.

How long has it been now? Just a little over a year!

Thinking of this, Zhong Kun wanted to close his eyes and rest, just as he had been doing during this period.

Suddenly, having just slightly closed his eyes, he seemed to sense something. His body stiffened, his movements froze instantly, and his expression changed slightly. A hint of panic and alertness flashed in his originally calm eyes.

This is...!

Without any hesitation, he immediately looked up and shouted an order.

“Engage in battle!”

His voice was like rolling spring thunder, resounding through the entire Land of Nothingness and the starry sky below.

Engage in battle?

Upon hearing this command, everyone in the Spirit Race army instantly narrowed their eyes.

They immediately turned their heads to look at the dark and silent starry sky in the distance.

And at the very moment they looked over...

Rumble—!

The entire starry sky shook violently, and a powerful Evil Qi surged toward them like a turbulent black wave, covering the sky and the earth.

A giant figure in white was seen hoisting the Imperial Pass, looking like a god of war descending from the heavens.

His eyes were like lightning, flashing with a sharp and majestic light, as if they could see through all falsehoods and look directly into the enemy's Soul.

Behind him, the boundless military flags of the Human Race fluttered in the wind, flapping loudly.

The dense swarms of Warships blotted out the sun, like a forest of steel, exuding a chilling aura.

“Kill!” A deafening roar erupted.

All the Star-Crossing level powerhouses of the Human Race revealed themselves.

Their figures were like lightning as they charged violently toward the Spirit Race army.

A powerful aura emanated from every single one of them, like burning suns, illuminating this dark starry sky.

At the same time...

...above the starry sky, in the vast void, thick fog rolled incessantly like a surging sea of clouds.

“Zhong Kun!!!”

An old and vast voice rumbled like thunder, as if coming from ancient times, resounding through the entire starry sky.

Ou Mo's thin figure stood as upright as a pine tree. Every step he took was accompanied by the shattering and vibration of space.

He led a group of human supreme powerhouses, like a sharp blade, charging straight toward the Spirit Race's supreme team, with sky-piercing killing intent in his eyes.