Martial World's
Ch 458 - A Storm Is Stirring
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In the great and boundless South Sea, huge waves raged nonstop and the high sea churned with chaos. In the depths of the South Sea, there are waves that often reach hundreds of feet into the air. These huge waves would pierce towards the sky, even sweeping through the clouds. In such a sea, even a 1,000 foot long dragon boat would be thrown like a leaf in the middle of a storm.
The depth of the water there is difficult to calculate. In ancient times, there were Sacred Beasts like the Giant Leviathan with a body of 1,000 miles living in the South Sea. Thus, it could be seen how deep the South Sea was.
Within the deep sea, there were winding mountains on the seabed that were thousands of miles long. Within these mountain gorges was a blue barrier of light. In these light barriers, one can see tall and large buildings, vast swaths of underwater forest as well as vast plazas.
Inside the large temple between the buildings, there were six or seven bluish-black-skinned humans sitting around a square stone table. They do not look different from normal people, except they are covered with dark blue scales and their nails are very sharp and long.
They are the closest dominant ruler of the sea several million miles – Black Flood Dragon Clan.
These six or seven Black Flood Dragon clans all had amazing cultivation. Other than one in the late Revolving Core realm, the rest had cultivation in the extreme Revolving Core.
The Patriarch of the Black Flood Dragon Clan had two green scales on his forehead. He held a jade slip onto his forehead, his eyes closed in meditation as he pondered over the contents. The Black Flood Dragon Clan around him were all patiently waiting.
A while later, the Patriarch of the Black Flood Dragon Clan put down a jade slip and slowly said, "So so. I wonder what the old pouch of the South Sea Demon Region has been doing for so many years, but it looks like they found a way to open up the ancient battlefields of the South Sea .. ”
The South Sea Black Flood Dragon Clan had been around for 20,000 years. Their clan life was much longer than normal humans, thus, they also had a richer and deeper understanding of the South Sea's history than humans. Only the Patriarch of the Black Flood Dragon Clan had lived for more than 3000 years; he had lived when the Great Emperor of the Netherworld was still alive.
“It seems that what was recorded in the ancient text of our clan is true. ”
"Mm, according to the ancient texts, the broken South Sea battlefield world was where the sixth grade Imperial God Sect had once existed. The size is really terrible. Even Demon Demon Emperor City in the past could not dream of comparing them! '' The other Black Flood Dragon Clan slowly said.
Some of the younger clan Elders gasped when they heard the term sixth grade sect. A top fifth-grade sect could call itself a Holy Land. As for what concept of a sixth-grade sect, they could not imagine it. In a fourth-grade sect, a Revolving Core powerhouse was an Elder, and in a fifth-grade sect, the extreme Revolving Core masters who had passed the Life Destruction stage were Elders. In a sixth-grade sect, wouldn't an Emperor-level powerhouse be an Elder?
What kind of cultivation does the strongest powerhouse of the sect, the Demon King have?
That's too hard to imagine. During his prime, the Demon Emperor had taken the ruins of an independent world as the Demon God Imperial Palace of his sect. The countless inheritances inside were unimaginable, and the treasures had to be endless.
Why would the great power fall?
“This old man has got accurate information. Although this broken world had been opened, due to the terrifying space storm that enveloped him, the old idiots from the South Sea Demon Region could not enter. This is an opportunity for our Black Flood Dragon Clan! Once we succeed, there is a chance that we will rise to become a Holy Land! "
With these words, the six or seven Elders in the temple had different expressions; some were happy and some were nervous.
Their Black Flood Dragon Clan was among the lowest of the fifth-grade clans. Their legacy is enough. As long as there were Emperor level powerhouses born within their clan, they would only need to add a few more Life Destruction powerhouses and then they would become a Holy Land!
However, since ancient times, opportunities came with danger. This was truly a violent storm stirring in the South Sea. They did not know how many powerhouses would gather for this, but disputes were inevitable. If they were too weak, they would be swallowed even without bones.
Not only that, but who knew what kind of danger there was in this broken world?
But the temptation of the Imperial Demon God was too great. Not even mentioning the prospects for their Black Flood Dragon Clan, these Elders were mostly thinking to themselves. If they could obtain some sort of lucky chance, they could pass their first Life Destruction and extend their lifespan by hundreds of years.
Many times, the reason that the extreme Revolving Core powerhouses risked their lives to try and pass Life Destruction was not because of strength, but for a longer life.
The extreme Revolving Core Master was what kind of extraordinary character? If they want rain, they will rain, and if they want wind, they also have wind. How would such a man die? They had been cultivating their entire lives, only to turn into dirt in the end? They don't want to!
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Meanwhile, north South Horizon Region – Great Zen Region.
The Great Zen Region was even larger than the combined regions of the Southern Horizon Region and the Five Elements Region. In the Great Zen Region, the Buddhist sect was the most prosperous and majestic. The head of all of these was a fifth-grade Great Zen Temple sect. They had united many third and fourth-grade sects and created alliances from the right path. In the past, the Great Zen Temple had once participated in the siege of Silent Demon Emperor City.
At this moment, in a hidden pagoda in the Great Zen Temple, there was a prominent monk wearing a golden robe. He held in his hand a letter that had crossed millions of miles to arrive.
This letter was from Divine Phoenix Island, and was a letter that Mu Fengxian personally wrote.
The Great Zen Region and Divine Phoenix Island were too far away from each other. Even with such a big problem, it was hard to get news right away. It was impossible for the intelligence network of the Great Zen Region to expand to that extent and in such a distant land. If not for Mu Fengxian telling him on his own initiative, the Great Zen Temple would never have known about this.
This also meant that Mu Fengxian was aware that he was not strong enough to win this war. He could only rely on the straight-track alliance of the Great Zen Region to carve out the spoils of the ancient battlefield. Even if nothing was found, as long as the Great Zen Temple was able to suppress the South Sea Demon Region and cause great harm to some Elders of the South Sea Demon Region, it would be able to suppress the South Sea Demon Region, this can help ensure that Divine Phoenix Island will not be destroyed!
This was Mu Fengxian's gamble.
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In the South Sea, a large area of South Aurora Island has collapsed. In these areas, there were countless large and small water waves.
Strong winds rose from all directions, and the waves of the sea stirred. At this moment, a huge whirlpool suddenly sprayed water, and a ragged group of martial artists flew out from the whirlpool!
The second and third groups had fewer people. Most of the martial artists that came out were pale and injured all over.
Around the incense stick of time, all the martial artists had rushed over, soaring into the sky above the wild sea. Many of them had the overwhelming joy and gratitude of being able to survive such a disaster.
"I finally did it!" It was as Lin Ming had expected, the exit was in the air.
Lin Ming glanced at the number of martial artists in the sky, there were still around a hundred martial artists missing. During the second time that martial artists had surged out from the whirlpool, several peak Houtian martial artists had perished.
Lin Ming sighed. If one of these peak Houtian martial artists went to a mortal state, they could live a life of absolute glory and wealth. It was just that many of them were unwilling to resign for a period of less than 200 years, and wanted to take a step past the peak Houtian realm to the Xiantian realm. This single step would extend their life by 400 to 500 years. But this is also the reason they died here.
The victor flies into the sky, and the loser becomes a bone …
After successfully escaping the jaws of death, both sides naturally no longer had the mindset to continue the battle. They parted in midair, and the Demon Region martial artists flew back to the South Demon Sea Region headquarters. As for the War Alliance martial artists, they were a little confused about what to do. Their headquarters were destroyed, but many of them had military exploitation points they could not trade. The reason they came to fight in the South Sea was because of these points of military exploitation. They wanted to accumulate enough to exchange them for the Heaven Opening Pill, but now that the War Alliance headquarters was destroyed, where could they go to trade them? It may not even be recorded …
When the martial artists thought of this, they were dazed. The joy of surviving this calamity is greatly facilitated.
Even the members of the Fire Axe Force did not seem happy.
As Lin Ming saw this, he sighed. This was the difficulty of the path of the small sect martial artists. They were better than an ordinary martial artist, but they still had to rely on their own abilities.
Lin Ming took out several spatial rings. He held them in his hand and said, "Captain Fire Axe …"
"Brother of Wild Halberd. "Fire Axe turned to look at Lin Ming," What did Brother Wild Halberd plan to do after this? "
"I will wander the world and soften my martial arts. ”
"World travel? Is Brother Wild Halberd planning to leave? ”
Fire Axe didn't know Lin Lin's true identity, only that he was a Blood Devil. The big-bearded person, Violet Rain, and Enchanting Shadow all looked at Lin Ming, their expressions complicated, sad, and a little more moody. The truth is that they know the situation pretty well. For someone like Lin Ming, there was no way he would remain with them.
"Md. The reason I came to the South Sea battlefield was to adventure and gain experience. But now something seems to have happened and I don't know what changes will come from it. I had to rest for some time and wait to see what happened. These are some of the things ... these are the spoils of war that I have accumulated these past few months. I'm not using them, so I'm giving them to you. '' As Lin Ming spoke, he extended his hand. On his palm were more than 20 spatial rings.
"This ..." The Fire Axe Squad members were stunned for a moment. All of these spatial rings were at the rank of a high-level human step or higher. Not to mention what was inside, but this spatial ring itself could be sold for a large number of true essence stones.
From the looks of it, Lin Ming had mostly thrown away middle-class spatial rings and only kept high-grade treasures.
“It's too precious, I can't accept it. ”
Lin Ming said, “I have left the true stone essence here as well, and taken what I need. Within it were mostly treasures, pills, and other similar things that were common. To be honest, I can't sell them unless I set up a stall and sell them one by one. I don't have time to do this. But for you, these resources are much more meaningful and will be put to better use. ”
Although Lin Ming had not been with the Fire Axe Squad for a long time, Lin Ming was still touched by the affection and support of the squad members towards him. With this warmth engraved in his heart, if Lin Ming had the chance to help them then he would naturally Let alone, he had no use for these things.
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