Rank 7 Zhan Begins 1

The Chrysanthemum King of Autumn Chrysanthemum City merely smiled without a word. With only their two cities involved for now, they still lacked a decisive advantage. Since they had initiated this war, the Chrysanthemum King wanted to flatten Kyoto City in one fell swoop.

Riding the momentum of a great victory, perhaps his own Origin Dao could advance even further.

Seeing the Chrysanthemum King's attitude, the Mulberry King curled his lip. According to his intelligence, six royal cities had already responded and were currently on their way. This time, the Kyoto Catacombs had to be leveled.

Li Xianling, stationed in Kyoto City, grew solemn. He could already sense the convergence of the Chrysanthemum King and the Mulberry King. Even so, both were still holding their forces back; it seemed the number of responders would certainly not be small.

Chen Guyang, who was guarding the Magic City Catacombs, also frowned. Looking at the True King Xuan Yu opposite him, he scoffed, "Are you planning to start a war?"

True King Xuan Yu replied indifferently, "That is their decision."

Chen Guyang's expression darkened. Currently, there were only three Rank 9s on this side, while six Rank 9s had already mobilized in the Kyoto Catacombs.

As for the Rank 8s and Rank 7s, there were even more. Once a war broke out, the Kyoto Catacombs would likely be unable to hold.

"Heh, it seems you won't be able to survive this time!" True King Xuan Yu chuckled lightly. He never expected that the homebody Chrysanthemum King would actually have the guts to act.

Chen Guyang sneered, calculating in his heart before finally sighing. Although Li Xianling was strong and could barely hold his own against a Rank 9, the gap among the Rank 8s and Rank 7s was too vast. In particular, there were only thirty-two Rank 7 Grandmasters currently arriving at the Kyoto Catacombs, while the Catacombs had over seventy—a gap of more than double. The situation was the same for the Rank 8s.

Although Chen Guyang knew the Kyoto Catacombs would likely fall, he could not lose his composure in front of a Catacombs True King.

Inside the Kyoto Catacombs, Zhang Tao finally emerged from his small room. Li Zhen immediately jumped up and asked, "What were you doing in there?"

Zhang Tao gave a perfunctory reply and asked, "How is the situation now?"

Li Zhen was successfully distracted, sighing as he said, "There is bad news. Six Catacombs cities have united; a massive war is about to break out."

Zhang Tao had already mentally prepared for this; otherwise, why would he have run back to ask the cat for the God-Slaying Blade?

"Let's go!" Zhang Tao said, taking flight first toward the Rank 7 formation. There were more people here than when he first arrived, but the total was still only thirty-two, including himself and Li Zhen.

"Young Zhang is here? Haha, what's this? Were you in seclusion practicing combat techniques? Preparing to sharpen your spear at the last minute?" someone joked.

"Haha, Senior Wang, why aren't you over at the Rank 8 side, what are you doing here with us?" Zhang Tao asked with a grin. This person was none other than Wang Zanghai, whom he had met a few times before!

Wang Zanghai curled his lip and said, "I came to pass on some intelligence. Conservatively estimated, the Catacombs are deploying over seventy Rank 7s. Don't feel pressured; if things become impossible, retreat from the Catacombs. People in the Kyoto Catacombs are already evacuating in an orderly fashion."

Zhang Tao's expression was grave. To deploy so many people—and this was just from six cities. If they all mobilized, it would likely exceed a hundred.

"Alright, I'm leaving. The war is about to start. Everyone, don't die!" After saying this, Wang Zanghai glanced at everyone and turned to fly away. After all, many of his old friends were among them.

"Zhang Tao, stick with me later!" Xie Zhaoyang walked over and said. He worried that Zhang Tao had never participated in such large-scale high-rank warfare and would be finished if he charged into the enemy formation alone.

Zhang Tao nodded. Seeing Li Zhen looking a bit awkward, he said, "Brother Xie, don't worry about us for now. If things get truly dire, I'll come find you!"

Xie Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Tao, then at Li Zhen, and nodded. Li Zhen was the eldest young master of Zhenxing City; he might be even more reliable than himself, so Xie Zhaoyang didn't say anything more.

Just as Zhang Tao was about to say a few more words to Li Zhen, a loud roar suddenly echoed.

"High-ranks, attack!"

It was the voice of Li Xianling. Without a word, Zhang Tao and Li Zhen flew toward the front.

Before long, they saw the seventy-plus Rank 7s on the opposite side. There was no communication, only a roar from Xie Zhaoyang: "Kill!"

Those who felt strong would pin down two or three, while those of average strength would pin down one.

Li Zhen drew his Rank 7 divine weapon longsword and said, "Zhang Tao, let's kill the enemy together!"

This was the old routine; their coordination was quite tacit. Li Zhen's burst damage was higher, so in the past, Li Zhen usually did the killing while Zhang Tao provided support.

But Zhang Tao was different now. His vitality recovered quickly, and he could use the Blood Blade Art as if it cost nothing. With both of them attacking, ordinary Rank 7s couldn't withstand it.

"Li Laoer, there are quite a few Rank 7s today, you follow behind me and finish them off!" Zhang Tao suddenly grabbed Li Zhen and said.

Li Zhen was stunned. Are you kidding me? You want me to follow behind you and finish them off? Isn't that what you used to do?

Before he could retort, Zhang Tao had already drawn the God-Slaying Blade and slashed down. A streak of blood-colored light flashed, and the incoming Rank 7 only had time to raise his weapon before being sliced in two by Zhang Tao.

"Holy crap!" Li Zhen's eyes bulged. A mid-stage Rank 7 expert, killed in one strike?

Zhang Tao was also stunned; he hadn't expected it to be so clean.

Although this strike used some of the Blood Blade Art, it really wasn't his full power. Zhang Tao had only wanted to test the Rank 7s on the other side, never imagining he would kill one in a single blow. Otherwise, he wouldn't have told Li Zhen to follow behind him.

"Haha, Li Laoer, go do whatever you want!" Zhang Tao laughed loudly and charged out with a roar. Good heavens, a divine artifact is truly a divine artifact! Not only did it provide its own amplification, but its sharpness was beyond compare. Look at that, one strike, one kill—it felt absolutely amazing.

So why did he need Li Zhen? Just charging in head-on was the way to go.

"Damn it!" Li Zhen cursed. Was that Zhang Tao's Rank 7 divine weapon? He didn't believe it. What kind of divine weapon was this fierce?

And this deadbeat Zhang Tao had actually abandoned him to go solo. While Li Zhen was dazed, Zhang Tao had already charged into the Rank 7 melee, and two more Rank 7s had been hacked to death before him.

"Hmph!" Li Zhen snorted and unleashed the Void-Breaking Sword Art. His combat power was also peerless at his level.

As a sword aura swept across, the Rank 7 in front of him managed to block the strike, though his weapon shattered. Not everyone had a divine weapon, and certainly not everyone had a divine artifact.