Ye Junlin’s mind was a jumble. Was he the only one left who didn’t get it?
Looking at the fervent gazes of the crowd, sparkling with idol worship, Ye Junlin suddenly thought it didn’t really matter whether he understood or not!
Why bother pretending? What’s the use in knowing so much?
As long as it feels good, that’s what counts!
“I ask you, do you know where the Underworld Abyss’s army’s headquarters is stationed?” Ye Junlin asked seriously.
Ouyang Feng’s eyes lit up. Was Senior Ye about to officially declare war?
Awesome!
“Senior Ye, that bunch of brutes is at Black Grind Ridge!”
Ye Junlin nodded and looked at Zhao Ling’er. “If you have things to do, you can go ahead. I’ll return to the Xuantian Sect soon.”
Zhao Ling’er was shocked. Was it really about to go down?
She instinctively wanted to dissuade him, but then thought that this person, who had such Divine Abilities, probably didn’t need her to worry!
She should head to the Wei Kingdom first to check if her father and the others were okay!
Anyway, the two places were close, and with her breakthrough to the Unity Stage, she could fly faster than before. After noticing everything was fine, she could rush to Black Grind Ridge to assist.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlin dashed towards the Kunpeng. “Ah Kun, let’s head to Black Grind Ridge!”
The Kunpeng flapped its wings and let out an excited cry, its voice shaking for miles, as it soared into the sky like a divine wind.
Booming…
Everyone watched this colossal creature head to Black Grind Ridge, their throats going dry in awe.
They were completely impressed!
A full-on Tribulation Stage demon emperor had to serve as a mount for Senior Ye! How much more did that signify his immense power?
“Quick, spread the word! Senior Ye is back! He’s officially declaring war on the Underworld Army!” Ouyang Feng shouted, his face flushed with excitement.
In an instant, people either took to the skies on their flying swords or activated their communication talismans, determined to spread this explosive news.
Soon enough,
Across the Arid Province, it was like a chain reaction, plunging the areas into a great uproar!
“Senior Ye is back! He’s on his way to Black Grind Ridge! The battle that will decide the fate of our Arid Province is about to commence! Fellow cultivators, time’s a-wasting, go lend your support!”
“What the hell! We’ve finally been waiting for him! Let’s go, even if it costs us our lives, it’ll be worth it!”
“What an honor it is to fight alongside Senior Ye! Whoever arrives late will regret it for a lifetime!”
…
All over the Arid Province, cultivators, no matter what they were doing or their status, seemed like they had just been hyped up and rushed towards Black Grind Ridge.
“Hey, hey, hey, you haven’t paid yet!” At Fengluan Pavilion, a man burst out adjusting his pants, followed by an enraged brothel madam cursing at him. The man casually called back, “I’ll pay you when I get back!”
“What if you don’t come back?”
“Then I won’t come back!”
The man declared passionately before vanishing in a flash of golden light—he was a Golden Core Stage cultivator!
“How ridiculous is it to think you can get away with that nowadays?!” The madam was furious.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
Countless colorful light streaks shot towards the sky, leaving long trails behind, creating a magnificent scene that was bustling.
After all, the people of the Arid Province had been suffering too much lately, trampled underfoot by alien races, and the grudge had built up over time.
Now with Senior Ye leading, their anger was ignited in an instant, and they all swarmed to pitch in!
At this moment,
At Black Grind Ridge.
The rocks here were as dark as ink, forming hills that looked like grinding wheels, vast and desolate.
Outside it was sunny, but this place was shrouded in dark clouds and without a glimmer of light.
Along the way, there were strange-looking Underworld Abyss beings stationed, all members of the dark races.
This one million strong army was primarily made up of the Bone Tribe, with soldiers and commanders holding more power.
This was the headquarters of the Underworld Army stationed in the Arid Province!
Inside the Bone Castle, a tall figure wrapped in white bone armor, radiating the aura of a mid-Tribulation Stage cultivator, stood straight. Its ugly skull face and green eyes shimmered with malevolence.
This was the Bone King stationed in the Arid Province!
His name was Bazha!
“According to our previous plan, our army is to take out the forces guarding the Star Gate in advance. Now, most of this Dao Province is under our control, only the Xuantian Sect remains stubbornly resisting!” Bazha said coldly.
If it hadn’t been for his appearance, severely injuring the Xuantian Sect’s master and various peak masters and forcing them into hiding, the Underworld Army would not have so easily seized the Arid Province.
But the problem was that the other side had gathered the strength of all their sects to reinforce the mountain guard formations, causing his army’s repeated attacks to end in failure!
What was meant to be a swift victory was now dragging on.
Even if it was just the stubborn Xuantian Sect left, it made Bazha’s heart quite irritated!
He was here with a heavy responsibility, and he couldn’t afford any slip-ups!
“Fortunately, I’ve already asked for reinforcements from my clan. Considering the time, my brothers should be able to arrive today to lend a hand.”
Bazha’s brothers were bonded by blood, totaling six in all! Known as the Six Champions of the Bone Tribe in the Underworld Abyss!
They were all Tribulation Stage cultivators! Kings among the Bone Tribe!
The Six Champions had long commanded respect in the Underworld Abyss, and many dark races held them in awe.
Even those at the peak Tribulation Stage had deep reservations about them and dared not provoke them lightly.
This was because the Six Champions mastered a powerful innate treasure technique!
And now,
Seeing the standoff linger on, Bazha decided to ask his five good brothers to intervene and plan to obliterate the Xuantian Sect!
“Eldest brother!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
Five figures appeared in the hall, conjuring up a mighty gust of dark wind.
“Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, you finally made it!” Bazha exclaimed joyously as he greeted them warmly.
“Eldest brother, we, the Six Champions of the Bone Tribe, share a bond. If you’re in trouble, how could we not come?” The second brother, Baki, laughed.
“Yeah, eldest brother, we heard there were stubborn human forces here, and the last Star Gate could not be taken down. The clan elders are paying attention and urged us to come assist as soon as possible,” the third brother, Babi, said solemnly.
“Hahaha, with you guys here, the Xuantian Sect definitely has no chance of survival!” Bazha felt at ease.
But then he recalled something and his gaze flickered with cold light. “I’ve heard there’s a powerful figure in the Xuantian Sect who has killed many at the Tribulation Stage, known as the God of Killing. I asked you all to come mainly to deal with him!”
“God of Killing? What an arrogant title!” The second brother, Baki, scoffed. “No matter how capable he is, if he dares to come, he’s a dead man for sure!”
Bazha caught the implied meaning in his words, his eyes flashing. “Second brother, you…”
“Eldest brother, look what this is!” The second brother, Baki, pulled out six purple medicinal pills, each exuding a sinister aura.
“Could this be the Underworld’s original pills given by the envoys?” Bazha was taken aback, remembering the elusive envoys, making his heart tremble.
“Exactly! We each have one pill, and with that exclusive technique, unless a True Immortal comes, there’s no match for us!” The second brother was quite proud.
“Good, good, good!” Bazha felt even more confident, a fierce murderous intent flashing in his eyes, “Let’s get going now and crush the Xuantian Sect…”
Boom!!
Suddenly, an explosive sound erupted outside, shaking the sky for miles.
The vast Black Grind Ridge trembled as cries of anguish rose in a chorus.
“Lord! Lord! Big trouble! A human powerhouse has broken through!” A Bone Tribe soldier rushed in to report urgently.
“What?!”
The Six Champions of the Bone Tribe exchanged shocked glances, seeing the surprise reflected in each other’s eyes.