Schemes and Counter-Schemes-Who Cares? Open Fire!
The Western Territory Swallowing Cloud Realm.
Inside an underground palace hidden beneath the mountains.
Qing Ruoli leaned against the White Jade platform, resting her cheek on one hand.
One long, slender leg was raised high, while the other dangled from the edge of the platform, the toes swaying gently as she listened to the report from below.
"Lord, one of the Realm Gate in the Eastern Territory has fallen."
"A large number of cultivators from Three Thousand Provinces have entered the Swallowing Cloud Realm and are spreading to various places."
Behind the veil, the figure showed no reaction whatsoever.
From the moment she decided to invade the Swallowing Cloud Realm, Qing Ruoli anticipated that the Three Thousand Provinces would send reinforcements.
As for how much territory those Alien Race outside could hold, and how many people they would die, that was never her concern.
Luohou, standing on one side of the platform, scoffed upon hearing this.
"A large number? Quite a few have come."
"Unfortunately, they still don't know what kind of place they've stepped into."
"The Palace Master has already transformed the entire Swallowing Cloud Realm into a cage. The more of them come, the more flesh and blood will be left behind in the end."
Hearing this flattery Qing Ruoli's lips curved into a slight smile.
"You really know how to talk."
Luohou immediately lowered his head.
"I was just stating the facts."
Qing Ruoli ignored it, her fingertips casually twirling a strand of her hair.
The sudden arrival of so many people from the Three Thousand Provinces is likely largely due to Xuanye's efforts.
That dog is too ambitious.
He wanted to use Qin Wangchuan to get rid of him, and also wanted to take the opportunity to steal the Tide-Calming Cloud-Swallowing Bracer.
In that case, the best knife he could find was naturally Qin Wangchuan.
Maybe--
That person has arrived.
Thinking of this, Qing Ruoli's eyes showed no fear, but rather a hint of interest.
"Divine Son Qin..."
She murmured the name softly, her voice both gentle and alluring.
"If you really come in person, it will save them the trouble of coming back to you."
Luohou's gaze narrowed slightly.
"Does the Palace Master believe that Qin Wangchuan is also among them?"
Who knows?
Qing Ruoli smiled nonchalantly.
What difference does it make whether you come or not?
Although I've never met him, I can still sense Qin Wangchuan's power from those legends.
Before entering the Swallowing Cloud Realm, she had already made preparations for everything.
The territory beneath their feet was currently shrouded by a World-Covering Blood Formation.
Although preparations are still underway, there shouldn't be any unexpected issues.
Once the formation is activated, the blood-red light will sweep across every corner of the Swallowing Cloud Realm.
Regardless of their cultivation level, Human Race would have their flesh and blood melt away in an instant, turning into blood and becoming nourishment for the great formation to continue operating.
Only those of Alien Race were spared.
Therefore, it doesn't matter how many people come from the Three Thousand Provinces.
The more they come.
In the end, the more blood you can collect, the more you actually get.
Certainly.
This wasn't the only backup plan she had prepared.
Thinking about it.
Qing Ruoli glanced sideways at the back of the platform.
Deep within the underground palace, dark red Blood Seed floated silently.
There was no Spiritual Power fluctuation, nor could one sense any life force; they looked like dried-up, blood-red pebbles.
But once awakened.
They would immediately take root in the void, using the Swallowing Cloud Realm as their coordinates, and tear open a path to Foreign Lands.
At that time, the number of people descending upon the Swallowing Cloud Realm will no longer be the same as it is now.
It was a true army of thousands!
It can be said that the preparations were extremely thorough.
But in Luohou's opinion, Qing Ruoli's attention to Qin Wangchuan was somewhat unnecessary.
"Why should the Palace Master bother with Qin Wangchuan?"
"If he dares to show himself, I will eliminate him for you."
"Is that so?"
Qing Ruoli's lips curved slightly.
"Then it's up to you."
Luohou's eyes lit up.
In his view, this was by no means a dangerous task.
It was clearly a great opportunity that had been delivered right to our doorstep.
I agreed without hesitation.
"Your subordinate obeys!"
"Very good."
Qing Ruoli smiled, but in her heart she only found it amusing.
Another fool has left.
Luohou was not someone she personally chose; he was forcibly placed beside her.
She's not particularly bright, nor is she very strong, yet she always thinks she can clear everything away for her.
Since that's the case, let Qin Wangchuan get rid of him while he's at it.
It's like getting rid of an eyesore for her.
Thinking of this, Qing Ruoli's fingertips suddenly paused.
Etc.
Those who followed Xuanye into the Three Thousand Provinces, but ultimately never returned...
"I see."
The smile on that stunningly beautiful face hidden behind the veil became even more alluring.
Most of those people were also sent to Qin Wangchuan by Xuanye.
Since this knife is so useful, why should only Xuanye wield it?
He wanted to use Qin Wangchuan to get rid of him.
He could naturally turn the blade around and strike him first.
"Xuanye ..."
"I think I know how to kill you."
Qing Ruoli had calculated things very well, but she didn't know what kind of people she was facing.
On the other side.
Qin Wangchuan stood atop the main ship of the Wen Dao Palace, gazing into the distance through the surging Black Mist.
One after another, Alien Race Flying Ship are sailing in from the horizon.
The numbers grew larger and larger, and soon they formed a battle line stretching across the sky, their chilling sharpness all aimed at this side.
At the same time.
Below, amidst the mountains, a large number of presences are rapidly approaching.
Large swaths of forest collapsed, and the earth trembled faintly.
Clearly, the Alien Race was not only prepared to intercept the fleet head-on.
Vast armies are pressing in from both the heavens and the earth.
A deep horn pierced the Black Mist.
The Alien Race fleet slowly spread out to both sides, connecting front and back, subtly forming an encirclement.
The Wen Dao Palace fleet also slowed down.
The distance between the two sides continued to shrink.
A major war is now inevitable.
Jiang Yan stood to the side, gazing at the Alien Race standing ready in front of him, and couldn't help but ask:
"Eldest Brother, what do you mean?"
"Before we start the battle, shall we shout a couple of lines?"
Qin Wangchuan did not answer, but slowly raised one hand.
"Spirit Light Cannon"
Jiang Yan was taken aback at first, then his eyes lit up.
"Just bombard it?"
"Good!"
"I like!"
He likes being useless.
Yin Qiyue picked up the communication Law Treasure she had prepared beforehand and infused it with Spiritual Power.
The sound simultaneously reached every single Flying Ship.
"Spirit Light Cannon, prepare--!"
On both sides of the Flying Ship, the heavy armor plates retracted inward one after another.
One after another, fully charged Spirit Light Cannon slowly emerged from the ship's hull, their blazing white light rapidly converging deep within the muzzles.
The array patterns lit up.
The Spirit Furnace roared.
An aura of destruction instantly enveloped the entire sky.
The Alien Race clearly sensed the danger as well.
At the same time, the Flying Ship at the forefront raised their barriers, while countless Divine Ability and Law Artifact behind them began to gather their strength.
Yin Qiyue's raised hand suddenly fell.
"Put!"
Boom--!
Thousands of blazing white beams of light simultaneously pierced through the sky.
The foremost defensive barrier trembled violently, and after only a moment, it crumbled under the relentless bombardment.
The brilliance of the inspiration remained undiminished.
One after another, Alien Race Flying Ship were pierced through on the spot, their hulls broken, and they fell from the sky trailing flames.
The Alien Race's counterattack followed immediately.
One by one, the large Law Artifact mounted on the ship lit up, shooting out beams of light, giant arrows, and torrents of Spiritual Power, which bombarded the Wen Dao Palace fleet head-on.
Unfortunately, the range of the war weapons forged by the Alien Race was far inferior to that of the Spirit Light Cannon.
Or rather, they simply lack the technology in this area.
Although the two sides were clearly at the same distance, the cannon fire from the Wen Dao Palace had already fallen on the Alien Race fleet.
Most of those counterattacks only flew halfway before dissipating due to exhaustion.
Those few that managed to reach the target only managed to create a few ripples on the array barrier.
That just proves it.
Truth lies within range!
The first salvo had just ended when Yin Qiyue's next order resounded throughout the entire fleet via a communication Law Treasure.
"All ships—"
"Fire freely!"
As soon as the order was given, the Spirit Light Cannon quickly changed direction and each sought a new target.
A continuous roar suddenly erupted from all parts of the fleet.
On one of the Flying Ship.
A disciple, lying prone beside the ship's railing, pointed below Alien Race:
"Old Li, the Alien Race below is coming!"
"I saw it, what's the rush!"
The disciple, known as Old Li, kicked aside the person in his way, pressed his hands on the turret, and manipulated the Spirit Light Cannon to quickly lower its muzzle.
"Watch me blast that bastard with one cannon shot!"