The Emptying of Nine Provinces
Heaven-Piercing Death Bridge lay across the boundary wall, its bridge body ancient and rustic. Countless bridge shadows drifted downward, enshrouding the entire dome of the Nine Provinces within them.
Wang Xuan sat alone at the head of the bridge.
The smoke and fire of the previous invasion had long since dissipated. The boundary gate was tightly shut, and Otherworld was like a wild beast that had been hurt, shrinking back into its lair to lick its wounds.
He did not relax even a fraction.
His supreme divine sense spread out like an invisible giant net, constantly enshrouding the Nine Provinces and the boundary wall. Every rustle of the wind and grass was clear in his mind.
He knew very well what Otherworld wanted.
First, to eradicate the powerhouses of the Nine Provinces and break the civilizational backbone of this realm.
Second, to harvest the cultivation system developed by the Nine Provinces—the martial artist, the spellcaster, the realm-cultivator, and the divine soul—all the cultivation techniques created and developed by the four paths over tens of thousands of years.
Nine Provinces, Ancestral Court.
A council meeting had been going on for three days and three nights.
"Retreat? Why should we retreat!"
Chiyou slammed his palm down, shattering the jade table before him. His bell-like eyes were bloodshot. "The Otherworld Ancestor Gods have come, so this old man will fight them to his heart's content!"
"Fight? What are you going to fight with?"
The butterfly transformed by Zhuang Zhou landed lightly on the stone table, spiritual divine sense rippling outward. "Ten Ancestor Gods and one stone being—do you really think Otherworld only has this little foundation?"
"When the progenitors of Otherworld and the Stone Man Kings truly press down upon us, once the flames of war ignite, even