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347: Shocking! Foreigners set foot on the holy land, and their worldview collapsed on the spot!

“Excellent,” Robert said, raising a glass of red wine and gently swirling it. “That fool Kane, he’s completely disgraced the Eagle Country.”

“But it doesn’t matter. The outcome of war is never decided solely on the battlefield.”

“This grand martial arts competition and auction are our Eagle Country’s chance to reclaim world dominance.”

“Tell everyone to bring all those ‘Oriental junk’ items from our Warehouse that we don’t use.”

“Don’t the Dragon Country people like to Cultivate Immortals? We’ll use their own things to get all their wealth back!”

“Yes, Sir!”

A similar scene was simultaneously unfolding on the flagship airships of various great nations, such as the Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets, the Gaul Country, and the Wa Country.

Everyone was sharpening their blades, viewing H City as a massive goldmine.

They carried the hopes of their respective nations and all their possessions.

From all corners of the world, they converged on the city that had become a global focal point.

At this moment, H City had no idea what kind of feast it was about to welcome.

On the edge of the Holy Land, towering defensive towers stood silently.

Within the Holy Land, the colossal competition grounds had already been completed.

And at the very top of Cangming City, Mo Yan stood by the railing, gazing calmly at the horizon.

He could feel countless powerful Qi rapidly approaching from all directions.

The fish were finally about to enter the net… “Rumble—”

A dull roar ripped through the sky, and massive floating airships of various designs, like legendary sky cities, pierced through thick clouds and appeared above H City.

At the forefront was the Eagle Country’s “Goddess of Victory,” crafted entirely from black gold, with sleek and elegant lines on its hull, exuding a beauty that combined technology and magic.

Close behind was the North Bear Country’s “Blizzard,” with a rugged and domineering appearance, its massive ram sparkling with a cold light, like a ferocious beast from the ice plains.

The Gaul Country’s “Iris,” the Wa Country’s “Amaterasu”… over a dozen floating airships, representing the highest level of craftsmanship from various nations, blotted out the sky, a truly spectacular sight.

All the Lords in H City, whether local or foreign, emerged from their rooms, looking up at this unprecedented spectacle since the apocalypse.

“My heavens… Is this the Eagle Country’s airship? It’s magnificent!”

“Look at that one, it’s from the North Bear Country! I feel like it could smash through a mountain!”

“All the world’s top powers have arrived…”

Countless people were deeply shocked, and at the same time, a strong sense of pride surged within them.

The place that could mobilize the entire world in such a grand manner was H City, right beneath their feet!

It was the Holy Lord’s territory!

At the officially designated docking area, Zhang Chen had already arrived with a squad of fully armed Soldiers.

As the airships landed steadily, their hatches opened, and Lords from all over the world poured out like a tide.

The moment they stepped onto the land of H City, almost everyone showed expressions of shock.

“Such… such rich Spiritual Qi!” A mage from Europa greedily took a deep breath, feeling his dry sea of magic become several times more active.

“The air here is purer than our country’s sacred mountains!”

“Cultivating here, the speed can increase by at least 30%!” An Eastern swordsman felt the surging Qi within him, his face filled with disbelief.

“Minus fifty degrees of extreme cold? Why don’t I feel cold at all here? Instead, it’s warm?”

A Lord from a small tropical country took off his heavy fur coat, surprised to find that the temperature in H City was as pleasant as spring.

In their eyes, H City’s streets were wide and clean, lined with green trees, showing no signs of the apocalypse’s desolation.

Even more incredible to them was that people came and went in the city, each person’s face radiating a spirit of confidence and stability.

This was unimaginable in their own countries, which had long been filled with despair and chaos.

“Welcome, everyone, to H City, Cangming Holy Land,” Zhang Chen’s voice, amplified, reached everyone’s ears.

“I am Zhang Chen, the official in charge of this event. Before you check in, please allow me to read out a few basic rules for H City.”

“First, any form of private combat is strictly prohibited within the Holy Land. Violators will be directly disqualified from the competition and expelled from the territory.”

“Second, all transactions must take place in officially designated venues. Private reselling and fraudulent behavior are strictly prohibited. Violators will bear the consequences.”

“Third…”

The rules Zhang Chen read out were simple yet domineering, with only one core idea: in H City, everything must follow the Holy Lord’s rules.

Among the Eagle Country delegation, the blond-haired Robert, who was at the forefront, listened to these rules, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

But he remembered Kane’s fate and ultimately remained silent.

In the face of strength, any arrogance must be temporarily reined in.

Soon, the delegations from various countries, guided by Dragon Country officials, began to check in.

And the places they were about to stay in once again broadened the horizons of these elites from various countries who had seen much of the world.

Within just a few days, Dragon Country officials had used massive resources to erect dozens of luxurious hotels of various styles.

There were inns full of ancient Dragon Country charm, futuristic hotels brimming with technology, and even elven-style lodges.

Each hotel charged a hefty fee.

The most ordinary single room cost one thousand gold coins per night.

As for the luxurious suites with independent Cultivation rooms and built-in Spirit Gathering Arrays, the price was as high as tens of thousands of gold coins per night.

“They’re crazy! They’re really crazy! One thousand gold coins for one night?”

“This isn’t a hotel; it’s a money pit!”

“But… look at that inn, staying there can increase Cultivation speed by an additional 5%! It’s expensive, but it’s worth the price!”

Faced with the high accommodation fees, the foreign Lords grumbled and complained, but still had to grit their teeth and accept it.

After all, no one wanted to sleep in the open plaza.

Moreover, the environment provided by these hotels was indeed very beneficial for Cultivation, allowing them to adjust their status to the best before the martial arts competition began.

After settling down, the first thing most Lords did was rush to the appraisal center.

When they arrived at the central plaza, they were stunned by the sight before them.

The plaza was packed with people, and the queue stretched endlessly.

Dragon Country officials had directly set up over a hundred appraisal windows, and each window was crowded with people.

“Next!”

A burly man from the North Bear Country nervously handed in a rusty axe.

The appraiser merely glanced at it.

“Berserker’s Rage, an Epic-grade battle axe, with the skill Bloodthirsty Frenzy. Estimated starting bid: five million gold coins!”

The burly man’s mind went blank.

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