Star Trace Gate

Chapter 708: Fighting, Shattering the Sky with a Sword

Gutan Sect, in front of the main hall.

Ren Ye suddenly heard his name being called, and he suddenly felt as if he had been infected by some unlucky person recently. Why did all the bad things always find him?

He looked up at the sky in confusion, and saw twelve men in black robes appearing across the sky. The aura they exuded covered a corner of the sky in the north.

These twelve people don’t seem like ordinary super-class people, they come with bad intentions.

When the Little Bad King was a little dazed, the atmosphere in the hall surged, and Wang Changfeng, Minister Wen, Lu Ji, his beloved concubine and a group of people all flew out.

Minister Wen stood beside Ren Ye, looked up at the sky, frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Ren Ye came back to his senses and looked at him suspiciously: "Sir, please stop pretending, don't you know?!"

"What do you mean?" Wen Shilang showed a confused expression and said angrily, "I have been dragged by you to gamble every day these days. If I don't play, you will report me. What do I know?!"

When Gutan was besieged, Ren also went back to Suzaku City to look for Minister Lin, but all he got was the three words "wait for conditions". Now, less than half a day had passed, and someone suddenly came from Huangling City. This showed that Minister Lin had expected the situation at this moment, so he wanted to try whether Minister Wen knew about it. However, now seeing the other party's confused expression as if he had dementia, he knew in his heart that this old man had been gambling too much these two days and should not have returned to Suzaku City.

A group of people gathered in front of the hall, looking at the sky with confused eyes, not understanding what the other party's intention was.

……

At Qinghe Academy, Mr. Xu also walked out of the Dragon Gate. Like nearly one million residual souls and people with supernatural powers here, he looked up and stared at the twelve figures.

However, he was different from the common people here. There was not much surprise on his face. His eyes were calm and his hands were behind his back, as if he was about to watch a big show.

Behind him, several people with supernatural powers who lived near Qinghe Academy were also talking about it.

"The aura of those twelve people is so powerful. As soon as they appeared, the suppression of the Heavenly Dao in the north of the ancient pond became several times stronger."

"Yes, but why are they looking for the Little Emperor?"

"Who knows, but I definitely didn't hold my fart well."

"Do you think they want to kill the Little Emperor? Will the Little Emperor show up?"

“It’s hard to say…!”

There were nearly one million people with supernatural powers and the remaining souls in the entire Gutan City. At this moment, they all looked up at the sky and talked among themselves, making the ancient city very noisy for a while.

……

Above the sky, the twelve people stood tall with their robes fluttering in the air, their auras echoing each other, just like twelve black abysses suddenly appearing in the sky, making people feel uneasy for some reason.

These twelve people were the "Blood Moon Priests" among the wall-facing people, all of them were fifth-grade masters. Like Ding Hun and the others, they had used some strange life-confinement method to survive countless years in the wall-facing area.

They did not come from the old land of the migration area, nor from some small secret place, but were a group of people who mysteriously descended through a "corridor bridge" in the migration area.

The twelve people stood in the air and waited for a long time, but heard no response.

The old man in the lead was called the Santong Wizard - Jia Zhengxiu. His thin body was completely covered by a black robe, and the huge hat also hid his more seductive blue eyebrows and blue hair.

Jia Zhengxiu looked down at the ancient pond and sneered, "Oh, you are a great emperor, but you are deaf and blind now? Can't you see us, or can't you hear the call that echoes throughout the city?"

In front of the palace.

"Damn it, old Biden is scolding me. I'm going to see what's going on." Ren Ye took a step forward and was about to ascend to heaven.

"Snapped!"

Minister Wen immediately pulled him aside and whispered, "Why are you panicking? It's not like you'll lose a piece of meat if you get scolded. We don't know why they're here. If we go out rashly, we might get stuck. It's better to stay here and listen for a while to see what their intentions are."

Ren also squinted at him: "Isn't it you who is being scolded?"

"Are you afraid of being scolded?" Minister Wen asked seriously.

"...I'm not afraid of being scolded, I'm just afraid of being at a disadvantage." Ren Ye replied very truthfully.

"That's it." Wen Shilang said calmly, "I won't go up, let them hang out for a while."

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone concealed their breath, stood together in front of the palace, and continued to observe secretly.

In mid-air, Jia Zhengxiu waited for a while, but saw that the city was quiet and silent, like a dead place.

They came with such a threatening momentum and made such a striking statement to the entire Gutan City, but they didn't get any response, which made people feel a little embarrassed.

"Is the person in charge of Wanxiang Sect here?!"

Jia Zhengxiu spoke again, his voice like a mountain wind, sweeping across the ancient pond.

After a few breaths, there was still no response from the city.

"Is the Wanxiang Sect's high-level disciple here?"

He was held back for a long time, and then continued to call out as a second choice, like an expert in one-man show.

"Where is the disciple who knows reception at Wanxiang Sect?!"

"...!"

No one answered.

Jia Zhengxiu looked at the city, which was as silent as a cemetery, with a speechless expression.

When these two armies confront each other and one side is eager to attack, what it fears most is not that the other side will fight with its life, but that the opponent will be like his mother's professional technician, who will not react no matter what he does, and will not even bother to say a word even if he insults her.

"Master, in my opinion, this little emperor is just like what Tan Chuanzi said, he only cares about profit, but has no blood at all." A young high priest in the back whispered: "The guardian should not have a high-ranking person here, so he dare not show up. Let's not waste time, just leave the declaration of war here."

"Alright."

Jia Zhengxiu relied on his own people to find a not-so-ideal step.

He looked at Gutan Zong from afar, and spoke again in a voice as loud as a bell: "Okay. Since the little emperor is deaf and blind and can't hear our call, then I will leave a message here, and let the ears and eyes of millions of people witness this moment together."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zhengxiu's aura suddenly rose, like a black sun across the sky. He drew out a golden document from between his eyebrows and solemnly held it up with both hands.

He stared at the direction of Gutan Sect and spoke word by word: "I, the son of the Ancient Emperor of the Wall-Facing Man - Qi, have issued a declaration of war to the Human Emperor of Order in Gutan today. Two years from now, I, the Wall-Facing Man, will set up an arena for the battle between the two emperors at the old site of the Tiandu Divine Court in the migration area, and reenact the scene of the great world's geniuses competing against each other. Please come and have a fair fight with the Human Emperor of Order!"

"If the Human Emperor dares to accept the challenge, then regardless of the final victory or defeat, one person can be exchanged for a city."

"When the Human Emperor arrives at Tiandu, I, the Wall-Facing Man, will withdraw from the war of massacre. I would rather invite punishment from the heavens than invade a single blade of grass or tree in Gutan City."

“But if the Emperor does not dare to accept this declaration of war, after a year and a half, when the relocation site is reopened, I, the Wall-Facing Man, will lead 10,000 magical masters to slaughter this place with blood. No matter the remaining souls of humans and animals, or the magical masters stationed here, no one will be spared and they will be killed completely!”

"Order and chaos are incompatible, and naturally there is no question of human ethics."

"...!"

Jia Zhengxiu's voice was extremely cold, his eyes looked down upon the people of the city, and he said loudly: "The Human Emperor puts the word human first, and is the one who carries the destiny of the human race. The millions of people in this dignified Gutan, the residual souls and the supernatural powers, are all looking up to you."

"Today, Prince Qi's declaration of war weighed on the sky of Gutan like a dark cloud. It was a feat that exchanged one man for one city, worthy of the title of Human Emperor. Or do you want to be like a mouse, hiding behind the master to gain enlightenment? It all depends on your will at this moment."

"Having said that, I will only wait for you here for a quarter of an hour."

Jia Zhengxiu's voice echoed between heaven and earth, like a heavy hammer hitting the calm water, creating thousands of ripples.

Below, in front of the Wangkelai Inn, a group of magical masters who were bound to stay here were instantly in panic.

"I understand now. Huangling besieged Gutan just for a bottle of vinegar and a meal of dumplings. Their real purpose is to get the little emperor to participate in the Tiandu Divine Court Conference in two years and fight against that damn Prince Qi?!"

"That's right. This siege is just to leave the emperor no way out. Today they issued a declaration of war under the watchful eyes of millions of people. In less than two days, this matter will definitely trigger the migration. If the emperor doesn't dare to accept the challenge, he will be nailed to the pillar of shame of order and will never be able to raise his head again."

"Bullshit, I won't fight you, what can you do to me? Will I lose a piece of flesh, or will I die on the spot?"

"You know nothing. If that little Human Emperor had an ordinary inheritance, he would naturally not have to pay attention to the other party's declaration of war, but since he has been given the title of Human Emperor, he is one of the most shining geniuses in the battle of the Great Dao, and he may very well attain the status of God in the future. He doesn't even dare to accept this battle of his peers, let alone concentrate on establishing the Dao. One person for one city, this is the foreshadowing set up specifically for the Human Emperor. If you don't dare to accept it, how can you be worthy of carrying the destiny of the world... He will scatter the destiny and transform the Dao, and completely ruin it."

"I really hope the Emperor can accept it!! This way, I won't have to fight so hard in a year and a half!" A fat man who looked very cowardly said through gritted teeth, "I'm just an ordinary third-rank craftsman... I'm not good at risking my life! I just want to get some Star Source flowers, what's wrong with that?"

"The little emperor has not spoken yet. He is afraid... afraid of death. He is more afraid of fighting."

"No, I'm not afraid of fighting, but as a member of order, I'm really afraid of being suppressed by others and unable to raise my head." An older middle-aged man stared at the sky, feeling a strong sense of substitution and contradiction in his heart.

He really hoped that the Human Emperor would take on this battle and slap those old bastards in the sky, but he was also afraid that the Human Emperor would be defeated in the Divine Court and die in two years.

If the Human Emperor dies, the fortune of the human world will inevitably collapse, and this is naturally very ominous for the camp of order.

During a period of peace, if the inheritance of gods appears frequently, it also means that a huge trend is coming, and the confrontation between order and chaos will also affect every person with supernatural powers.

In front of the Dragon Gate, Xu Qingyan stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled, "Two years is not bad, but it is the time when the Emperor is reborn...!"

……

in front of the main hall.

"Damn, this chaos is too disgusting. They have laid so much groundwork, but in fact they just want to mess with my brother Shabao?!" Yinhu cursed, "If you don't dare to fight, it will go against the way of the Human Emperor. The people of this city will be slaughtered here. My brother Shabao... I'm afraid he will never be able to reach the top in his life. But if we accept the battle, the place is chosen by them, so they must have been fully prepared. The Tiandu Divine Court in two years will definitely be a dangerous place... They will never miss the opportunity to strangle the Human Emperor, and they will never let you walk out of Tiandu alive."

At this moment, even the garrison masters who were watching the fun had understood the real purpose of the Chaos Camp. Then how could the masters present not see that this was a "checkmate" move by the other side?

Minister Wen is the Minister of Rites who is in charge of keeping watch on New Year's Eve. He has a heavy responsibility and naturally has to consider the overall situation.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately turned his head and looked at Ren Ye: "Although they have issued a declaration of war, the war will take place in two years. There is no need for us to rush and accept it now. My suggestion is that you go back to Suzaku City and ask Prime Minister Lin for his opinion. He will make arrangements...!"

In the crowd, Ren Ye stood there in a daze, seemingly staring at Jia Zhengxiu, but in fact he was staring at the golden letter of challenge in his hand.