The Thousand Autumn Realm Heroes' Plan to Kill Two Birds with One Stone
I admit, I spoke a little too loudly just now.
The group exchanged bewildered glances. Ling Xiao, who possessed the cultivation to kill Zhan Tianyan, was indeed formidable, but with so many of them, they naturally weren't afraid.
But now that Ling Xiao has killed the Blood Moon Demon God, things are different, and the situation has spiraled out of control.
"Fellow Daoists, what should we do next? Should we continue hunting this fiend?"
"How about we just let it go and pretend nothing happened? Right now, the ruins of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor have appeared, so why don't we go and try our luck? It wouldn't be a wasted trip!"
One of the more timid cultivators suggested with a smile that they should put Zhan Tianyan's matter aside.
Better to die for a fellow Daoist than for this poor Daoist.
We cannot risk our lives for a mere inheritance.
After hearing these words, some people began to waver, but no one dared to speak up and agree, too proud to admit their mistake.
Upon seeing this, the young man carrying two swords immediately let out a cold shout, his arrogance soaring to the sky.
"That's not right. The entire True Realm knows about this now. We have responded to the War Order and mobilized. This is no longer just a personal matter, but a major event concerning the entire Thousand Autumn Realm."
"With so many of us, if we retreat without a fight, how will we face anyone? How can we hold our heads high when we meet fellow cultivators from other realms?"
Sword cultivators are all about unyielding and unyielding. The man carrying two swords on his back exudes an imposing aura, his entire body radiating a sharp sword intent, and an invisible river of sword techniques flows beneath his feet.
This aura was extremely powerful, reaching the cultivation level of the fourth stage of the Great Dao.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and a look of fear flashed in their eyes. The man carrying two swords was named Jian Xingchen. His swordsmanship was superb, and he could defeat all his enemies with a single sword strike. No one could make him use a second sword.
He was a renowned rogue cultivator in the Thousand Autumn Realm, unaffiliated with any sect or school, yet possessing extraordinary talent, comparable to many inheritors of immortal lineages.
Jian Xingchen had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an imposing aura even without anger; wherever his gaze fell, no one dared to meet his eyes.
Seeing that no one objected, he slowly began to speak.
"Moreover, even if Ling Xiao's strength reaches the fifth level, he is not invincible. Even I have the power to fight against a fifth-level expert."
"As long as we gather all the fellow cultivators who responded to the call and join forces, how could we not kill an opponent who is only at the fifth level of the Great Dao?"
Jian Xingchen looked serious and decided to resort to a righteous gang fight.
"Brother Jian is right. We are no match for each other in a one-on-one fight, but if we gather all our fellow cultivators together, we can put up a fight against not only fifth-level cultivators, but even sixth-level and seventh-level cultivators."
Changsheng Wuji loudly echoed, still harboring resentment over Ling Xiao's previous disdain.
"Since you want me to call everyone over to kill you, then so be it. Just don't come kneeling before me begging for mercy!"
He sneered inwardly, the sneer even spreading to his face. Jian Xingchen's words were exactly what he wanted. He summoned all the powerful warriors of the Thousand Autumn Realm on the Mythic Battlefield to launch a group attack.
Let alone a mere Ling Xiao, any opponent would kneel before them.
It should be noted that the number of powerful individuals who responded to the War Order was countless, numbering in the tens of thousands; these individuals were only a small fraction of the total.
"This method is certainly good, but after killing Ling Xiao, who will it belong to? There can only be one successor of the Ancestor of War!"
At this point, someone raised a question: the matter hasn't even been accomplished yet, and they're already thinking about dividing the spoils.
"Yes, how should we divide it?"
"That's simple. In the end, it all comes down to ability; the most capable will prevail!"
Suddenly, everyone started discussing the matter.
"Foolish!" Jian Xingchen shouted coldly, his gaze fixed on the projection in the sky, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"See this? What do you think of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor's legacy compared to that of the Ancestor of War?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the projection in the sky, their eyes filled with longing.
"To be honest, although the Ancestor of War is unparalleled throughout the ages, I think the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor is still a bit more powerful. After all, this guy is a ruthless person who can challenge the Realm Lord!"
"Hey, hey, hey! You said those words! If the Ancestor of War hears you, you're finished!"
"One is a living legend, the other a dead Myth. In a sense, the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor is superior. It's not that the Ancestor of War is inferior to him, but he's just a little bit lacking!"
Another person made a subtle statement, speaking very politely, but everyone knew in their hearts that the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor was undoubtedly more powerful than the Ancestor of War.
There was a half-grade difference between the two.
No matter how powerful the Ancestor of War is, there's no reason for him to challenge the world's leader.
Although it is rumored that the Ancestor of War is infinitely close to the Great Dao Realm, such words are just rumors after all, and no one has seen it with their own eyes.
The Yellow Springs Evil Emperor, on the other hand, was a genuine, peerless giant who had fought against a Realm Lord; his nature was completely different.
"Brother Jian, what do you mean?" Changsheng Wuji asked, already subtly recognizing him as the leader of the group.
"My meaning is very simple!" Jian Xingchen smiled.
"As long as we gather all the people who came this time, the ruins of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor will be ours."
"At that time, not only will we be able to kill Ling Xiao and obtain the inheritance of the Ancestor of War, but we can also seize the ruins of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor —killing two birds with one stone!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, their gazes gleaming.
Yes!
This plan is brilliant!
Because Ling Xiao killed Zhan Tianyan, the Ancestor of War was enraged and issued War Order, summoning the powerful beings of the Thousand Autumn Realm to the Mythic Battlefield.
Originally intended to eliminate the murderer of Zhan Tianyan, they encountered the emergence of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor's ruins.
In this way, their Thousand Autumn Realm gained a unique advantage.
Without being immodest, at this moment on the Mythic Battlefield, the number of powerful individuals from their Thousand Autumn Realm is absolutely the largest.
And they are also the most united, because a large part of them are there for the same purpose.
"Brother Jian's words have enlightened me greatly; this is truly a blessing upon my Thousand Autumn Realm!"
"Haha, wonderful, wonderful! If we're talking about a wealth of talent, we really have to look to our Thousand Autumn Realm!"
"Originally, it was just to get rid of Ling Xiao, but we unexpectedly encountered this opportunity, which was practically delivered to our doorstep."
"Okay, okay, my thoughts have become clear all of a sudden."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off!" Everyone was instantly filled with excitement and couldn't wait any longer.
Jian Xingchen pressed his hands down and began to give instructions.
"The most urgent task is to contact all our colleagues on the Mythic Battlefield and get them all to the ruins of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor."
In addition, just to be on the safe side, we should also contact outside sources to send additional assistance.
"No problem, let's split up!"
Everyone was energized and immediately sprang into action.
The storm raged, sweeping across all directions.
At this moment, somewhere on the battlefield, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and the Three Sages Sect were also shocked by the projection in the sky.
"What a huge skull! What terrifying, malevolent energy! What is this thing?"