Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 700

Since the Nine Nether Army launched its grand offensive against the Holy Realm, it’s been the hottest topic among foreign Cultivators.

Nobody dared to get close, fearing they might get pulled into the chaos, so they just watched from a distance.

Everyone thought that once the Nine Nether Army entered the Holy Realm, the place would become a dead star, heading straight for destruction.

But to everyone’s surprise, after days of waiting, there was still no news, and the Holy Realm was just fine—looking as lively as ever. The Nine Nether Army had gone in and hadn’t come out since.

Now, that’s just weird!

“It’s been so long; there’s no way they haven’t figured out who won yet!” a humanoid foreign Being puzzled aloud.

“Yeah, this is really strange. Normally, a force like the Nine Nether Army would flatten a small world and return home in triumph—so why are they taking so long? Did something go wrong?” another genius from a larger world questioned.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! We’re talking about an apocalyptic-level Nine Nether Army, with hundreds of Ancient Saints! How can a lowly world like the Holy Realm think it can fight them?!”

“Exactly! That so-called Celestial Court leader is just a slightly stronger Celestial Saint—he’s nothing in this big scene!”

“Ha ha ha! If the Nine Nether Army lost, I’ll invert myself and eat dung!”

…

As discussions grew louder, all races in the starry sky found this bizarre situation quite puzzling.

By everyone’s understanding, the Nine Nether Army’s invasion into the Holy Realm was foolproof—the Holy Realm was destined for destruction, no doubt about it.

But then, the Nine Nether Army entered and never returned, which sent chills down the spines of all major powers.

Even the upper echelons of Nine Nether were starting to panic.

They quickly utilized communication methods to urgently contact the senior generals in the Nine Nether Army to find out what was going on.

But every attempt vanished into the void—no messages were coming back!

In response to this, an ominous premonition surged in their hearts, growing stronger by the moment!

“We can’t delay this any longer; we must send scouts into the Holy Realm to find out why the Nine Nether Army hasn’t returned!” Luo Wuliang, the leader of the Nine Nether Ten Clans, said with a grim expression.

Keep in mind, the commander responsible for leading this mission was none other than Luo Man, one of his most trusted confidants.

Luo Man was nurtured by him and was an undefeated opponent in the Ancient Saint realm—totally loyal and without any second thoughts.

Luo Wuliang had issued a dead order before: Luo Man must annihilate the Celestial Court and kill Ye Junlin, the Celestial Court leader, to vent his daughter’s frustration.

Now, the continuous lack of news was making Luo Wuliang’s heart restless, filled with a sense of foreboding.

He didn’t believe Luo Man would betray him, nor did he believe he would die out there.

So, to solve the mystery in his heart, Luo Wuliang decided to send scouts to the Holy Realm to get to the bottom of things.

Just as he made that decision, the previously silent Holy Realm suddenly stirred.

To everyone’s shock, it wasn’t the Nine Nether Army making waves—it was that organization called the Celestial Court!

More specifically, it was a statement issued by the Celestial Court leader.

At that moment, a massive light screen appeared outside the Holy Realm as if it had been created by some formation as a medium.

The backdrop was the Celestial Court, with a silver-haired young man casually sitting on the throne, resting his chin on his hand, and wearing a playful smile.

Everyone instantly recognized it—that was the Celestial Court leader, the arrogant guy who called himself Ye Tian Emperor!

Strangely, instead of being annihilated by the Nine Nether Army, here he was, unscathed and openly showing his face right at that moment—what a monumental piece of information…

“Everyone, you might be wondering why the Nine Nether Army that invaded my Holy Realm with such fanfare has gone silent. I can explain: it’s because they’re all dead. You heard me right—not a single one is left!”

“Here are the spoils we collected from the battle. Take a good look—does it look familiar? Hehe!”

As he spoke, the screen changed to show neatly lined-up wreckage of Holy Battleships and damaged War Fortresses, covered in dried blood that seemed to narrate how brutal the previous battles had been.

Then, the screen returned to Ye Junlin, who with a meaningful expression said, “If anyone’s still not convinced, feel free to come find me for trouble—Ye Tian Emperor is always up for a rematch. In short…”

“I am invincible; you’re free to come at me!”

His clear voice, infused with a penetrating power, echoed through the starry sky under the enhancement of a high-level formation—heard even across multiple star regions.

After that, the screen went dark, and the light screen abruptly disappeared.

The starry sky fell silent, not a peep.

Countless beings couldn’t believe it was real!

The Nine Nether Army had actually been wiped out, and the orchestrator was none other than the Celestial Court leader, whom they had previously viewed as a joke?

As the truth unfolded, Cultivators from various worlds were left in shock, their emotions beyond words.

The entire universe was thrown into an uproar!

The starry sky trembled, and the world was stunned!

“How the heck did those Celestial Court folks pull this off? This should have been impossible…”

“There’s definitely something going on with the Celestial Court leader! He’s the mastermind behind the destruction of the Nine Nether Army!”

“This is bizarre—we completely misjudged the strength of the Holy Realm; it’s no mere little sanctified world!”

“Only a large-scale sanctified world could have wiped out a terrifying force like that in one go!”

Many foreign Cultivators gasped, finding the Celestial Court to be unfathomable, and even felt some dread toward the Holy Realm.

After all, this world was practically a super grave, recently burying a legion that struck terror into countless forces across the stars!

In the Holy Martial Realm.

Inside the Great Hall, chaos erupted.

Panlong Wusheng’s face twitched as if he had been slapped hard.

At first, he wasn’t optimistic about Ye Junlin, believing this kid was all potential but too arrogant to survive this catastrophe.

Who would’ve thought things would take such a turn?

Not only was he alive, but he also led the charge against the Nine Nether Army!

This left the normally astute Panlong Wusheng feeling like he had lost all credibility.

Among the many disciples, Xiang Jiba was flabbergasted.

He thought the destruction of the Holy Realm was a done deal—only to witness this incredible last-minute turn of events!

“Ye, my friend, how on earth did you pull that off?”

Xiang Jiba murmured.

He realized he couldn’t see through that man; Ye Junlin was like the starry sky—deep and mysterious—while he himself felt like a tiny ant gazing up in awe.

Suddenly, a complex gaze fell on him, startling Xiang Jiba as he looked up to find it was Panlong Wusheng. “Master, Master…”

“Don’t make a fuss; you stay behind and properly explain in detail everything you know about that Celestial Court leader.”

Panlong Wusheng sent a secret voice transmission.

This event had made him take Ye Junlin very seriously; he had to understand it thoroughly.

“Understood!”

Xiang Jiba nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, the Nine Nether was in an uproar.

Angry roars echoed everywhere, and all races were shocked and furious.

Keep in mind, this army had drawn from their best forces, creating this grand super army, and now they’d all met their end in the Holy Realm—a bitter loss for all the Nine Nether races!

Most importantly, it was a massive humiliation, worthy of being nailed to the Nine Nether historical disgrace column!

Inside the Imperial Palace.

Luo Wuliang watched Ye Junlin’s carefree display on screen, boasting about the spoils of war and arrogantly throwing out threats, which nearly made him spit blood.

“Human Race, you’re asking for death!!!”

Luo Wuliang smashed the table and howled skyward.

Boom~

A terrifying holy might surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly spreading through the palace, causing maids and guards to drop to the ground, cold sweat pouring down their brows, trembling in fear.

“Father, please calm your anger!”

Crown Prince Luo Yan knelt on one knee, speaking solemnly.

His expression was grave, shrouded in a dark cloud.

He had never expected the failure of the Nine Nether Army.

Even he couldn’t figure out how the Celestial Court had managed to annihilate that legion.

After all, they had only risen to power so recently—how could they possess such formidable strength?

It just didn’t add up!