klisemfg Chapter 2333
Chapter 2333
Fu Sheng was also deeply moved, his eyes filled with awe: "No wonder they say the border is a place of life and death. These ruins alone are enough to show how fierce the battles were back then, far more so than any internal conflict."
Chen Xuan stared at the knife marks and sword inscriptions, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He activated his divine sense to cover the past, and could clearly feel the chilling killing intent contained within the traces. Even after countless ages, it still made him wary, and he sighed inwardly:
"The Battle of Immortals and Ancient Times truly lived up to its reputation. Its power far surpasses anything we have experienced in previous battles."
What shocked them even more was the sight of low-level cultivators flying and weaving through the streets—the lowest of whom were all at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the Void Reversal Realm was a common sight.
These cultivators, dressed in uniform attire with their respective faction's exclusive totems embroidered on their chests, either swept the dust from the streets with jade shovels or carried jade plates filled with spiritual liquid. They bowed respectfully to bid farewell to the passing high-ranking cultivators, their expressions respectful and humble, barely daring to breathe.
"How can there be so many Nascent Soul cultivators and Void Reversal Realm cultivators within the Boundless City, the first line of defense?"
"Could all of these be...?"
Chen Xuan and the others speculated in hushed tones.
“You guessed right.” Seeing everyone looking around curiously, the Purple Emperor chuckled in a low voice, “These low-level cultivators of Boundless City are either disciples of various sects or servants of Immortal Kings and Dao Lords. It is their daily busyness that supports the most basic operation of Boundless City.”
He paused, then continued, “You are different. You are all core successors of the major holy lands, with status, origins, and foundations. Your status here is far beyond what they can compare to.”
The warship continued to move slowly forward. Many Celestial Immortal cultivators on both sides of the street stopped and stared intently. When their gazes swept over Chen Xuan and his group, complex expressions gradually appeared on their faces—curiosity, scrutiny, and deep indifference.
At the street corner, several Celestial Immortal Realm cultivators, clad in worn armor, leaned against a wall, watching the spirited crowd aboard the warship, and chuckled softly.
"Another batch of little guys coming to their deaths. In the battle for destiny 100,000 and 200,000 years ago, our cultivator civilization suffered two defeats in a row. How many Void Realm cultivators and Celestial Immortals died? In the end, we just filled the hole in vain and didn't even make a ripple."
"Indeed." A white-haired celestial being beside her sighed, her eyes filled with an unyielding melancholy.
“My fellow disciples and junior brothers all died on the front lines. I survived and became an ‘unregistered resident’ in this Boundless City. These greenhorns probably don’t know how terrifying the strange creatures are. They think they can go back alive just because they have some talent.”
These cultivators were all survivors of the previous two wars, and had earned the right to remain in Boundless City through their military exploits. However, due to the tragic deaths of their comrades, they were filled with despair and numbness towards war. Looking at the newcomers, they couldn't help but feel a mix of mockery and pity.
Chen Xuan's expression remained unchanged upon hearing these words, but he gained a deeper understanding of the brutality of war.
Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, leaned closer to Chen Xuan and whispered, "I didn't expect the two previous battles to end so badly. The eyes of these seniors are full of despair."
Xia Jiuyou snorted coldly, his voice carrying an arrogant tone of defiance: "Their defeat doesn't mean we will be defeated too. We have trained our troops for millions of years, and the combined might of our formation is far greater than before. How could we repeat their mistakes?"
Dao Yi nodded in agreement, his eyes resolute: "With a firm Dao heart, what is there to fear in life and death? Since we've come, we have no intention of returning empty-handed. We must slay the enemy, achieve merit, and protect this civilization!"
The Purple Emperor God King did not dismiss the discussing cultivators; he merely glanced at them indifferently before withdrawing his gaze and addressing the crowd in a deep voice:
"They are all veterans who have experienced war firsthand, carrying wounds and obsessions in their hearts. Don't worry about them. But you must remember, there is no room for luck on the frontier. Only absolute strength can ensure survival."
Soon, the hundred or so warships that led the way flew towards their respective bases, and the warship carrying Chen Xuan and the others also accelerated suddenly, rushing straight into a towering giant building like an arrow.
The building is entirely cast from black divine iron, standing tens of thousands of feet tall, exuding an aura of indestructibility and imposing weight, like an ancient and enduring war god.
Above the main gate hangs a huge bronze plaque with the four ancient seal characters "Flame Dragon Realm" written in a vigorous and powerful style. The strokes flow with a faint sense of eternal Daoist charm, and there is a hint of dragon might swirling around. It is clear at a glance that it is the work of an eternal master.
"The Daoist charm of this plaque... it must have been written by an Eternal-level powerhouse, right?" Qiu Zixian's eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Even the handwriting of an Immortal King is rarely seen in the Flame Dragon Realm, but I never expected to see traces of eternity here."
The moment the warship crashed into the building, the interior scene once again overturned everyone's perception—it turned out to be a peaceful and tranquil paradise.
The sky was a clear, deep blue, dotted with auspicious clouds imbued with pure spiritual energy. Among the clouds, cranes danced and uttered clear, melodious cries.
The land is vast and boundless, covered with spiritual herbs and flowing springs. Spiritual fish frolic in the spring water, breathing out spiritual bubbles.
On the distant mountain peaks, there are ancient and simple cultivation caves, surrounded by faint Daoist charm, suitable for cultivators to cultivate in peace.
Chen Xuan and the others had already comprehended the Great Dao of Space. As soon as they stepped in, they keenly sensed that the creator of this space was no ordinary powerful being—most likely an Immortal Emperor of the Eternal Realm, or even a Ruler.
The spatial barrier of this inner world is extremely stable. Even if they unleash the full power of the Great Dao, it is difficult to shake it in the slightest, as if it is integrated with the entire Boundless City.
"The stability of this space far exceeds my understanding!" Piaoxue exclaimed in amazement, "Compared to this, the inner world of the sacred land of the Flame Dragon Realm is simply child's play."