Chapter 593: The War is About to Begin!

In their hearts, they would remember Ye Gucheng, who, despite his victory, still chose to die at the hands of his opponent.

They would also remember Ximen Chuixue, who sublimated through this battle and finally became a legendary God of Swords.

That stroke of peerless brilliance sent a collective shiver down their spines.

Regardless of whether they were showing off, a crowd quickly gathered in front of several shop entrances at this moment.

Evidently, this movie had granted them profound insights, and there was no time to waste!

Cultivators and martial artists alike all rushed outside the shops.

Song Qingfeng: "Please."

Lin Shao replied with utmost seriousness, "Not right now."

"Why?" Song Qingfeng asked expressionlessly, while the onlookers' faces twitched at the sight.

"Because your heart is not yet still," Lin Shao declared with righteous dignity. "If a person's heart is in chaos, their swordplay will be in chaos; if a person's swordplay is in chaos, they are doomed to die."

"Trash! Take my sword strike, Flying Fairy From Beyond the Heavens!" Xu Luo could no longer stand to watch.

Naturally, while there were drama queens fooling around like this, there were also those who took it quite seriously.

Nalan Hongwu truly felt many insights; his black sword gestured slowly in the air, as if simulating something.

He seemed to enter a peculiar rhythm.

Meanwhile, martial artists like Zong Wu and Liang Heihu did the same, all reminiscing about that perfect sword strike from the movie.

The cultivators, on the other hand, recalled that flawless mastery over the sword, themselves, the Qi, and everything else available to utilize.

Regardless of whether they could fully comprehend it at once or how much they gained, it was a significant step forward.

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To the west of the Lingzhou Continent, amidst that remote and savage snowy expanse, lived a tribe of people who were resilient and proud; they kept company with dragons and frost, establishing a kingdom upon ice and solitary snowy peaks from ancient times to the present day.

Yet on this day, as that black void lightning rent the sky, they narrowly escaped utter annihilation.

Upon that majestic snowy summit, the city seemingly forged from ice and snow now presented nothing but a vista of devastation.

Right at the peak of the highest mountain, atop that massive palace of ice and snow, stood a man of exceptionally tall and muscular stature.

At first glance, one might even mistake him for a titan.

He wore crimson armor, and an incredibly massive dragon-headed saber stood almost as tall as he did.

This was perhaps a place every citizen of the West Extremity dreamed of standing; upon this vast platform, the distant snowy peaks stretched out wide, while a dark blue stone palace covered in faint blue light-patterns floated in the sky, surrounded by highly bizarre stone array discs.

Upon those massive and ancient circular array discs, strange magical radiance flowed as countless shining spiritual runes filled with mana pulsed atop them; beneath the flickering lights, a holy brilliance descended from the heavens like celestial pillars, which had now turned into demonic rays of destruction, shattering the earth and ruining the city!

"Your Majesty!" A middle-aged general covered in blood bowed. "We can no longer hold out. Please evacuate this place immediately!"

He did not answer; this beautiful city built almost entirely of ice should have been at its most bustling hour at this time of day.

Yet today, it resembled the end of the world.

Roars seemed to shake heaven and earth; from the distant peaks, a massive blood-red horned dragon let out a high-pitched, furious bellow from its throat.

"This is the land where we have grown for thousands of years." The man clad in crimson armor, who was once the strongest Martial Emperor of the continent, mounted his blood dragon and charged toward the sky.

Compared to that cataclysmic shadow in the heavens, the massive horned dragon appeared utterly minuscule in the sky.

Perhaps this moment truly was the apocalypse.

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Not only the West Extremity Region, but in the skies above those small human kingdoms in the Morning Star Sea Region, a fiery-red temple hung high in the air at this moment, looking like the ruins of a fallen god.

The Black Bell Palace and Mount Yuxu had never expected that, despite peacefully staying deep within the continent where no disasters had occurred since ancient times, countless flames would rain down today; blazing fires like meteors smashed violently into the mountain peaks, destroying the mountain spirits and draining the spiritual energy, leaving the once vibrant spiritual gardens a scorched wasteland in the blink of an eye.

And at this moment, the magical projection had already begun.

The sphere of influence of the Judgment Divine Temple was incredibly vast, spanning nearly more than half the countries on the continent; churches and believers could be found even within the Morning Light Empire.

Even among the royal family within the Morning Light Empire, it was not as if no one worshiped the gods of the Judgment Divine Temple.

In this regard, it was also thanks to the advanced information systems of this world, where various magical items had already begun to blend into people's daily lives.

Even the commoners in the city could gather at the civic square of Canglan City at this moment to watch the magical projection provided by the priests of the Judgment Divine Temple.

In the center of the square, the light projected from above the magic crystal quickly solidified into an image.

"Lord Sera, don't you always dislike war?" A knight of the Golden Gryphon Knights had just arrived when he spotted this silver-haired elf girl of short stature wearing green leather armor.

"I am different from you; I am here to see when it will end," the elf girl said. "Oh, I really hope this war doesn't break out. If it does, so many people will surely suffer. By the Elven God, I hope this war ends as quickly as possible."

"Lord Sera is truly a kind person. If they would just obediently hand over Karl, Miss Jessica, and the others, I suppose the war would end very quickly," the knight snorted coldly.

Jessica, currently sitting on the sofa of the Yuanyang City shop eating melon seeds, cried out in shock, "What?! They have already attacked?!"

"Qin'er, Qin'er! Bring me a bag of black tea and potato chips." She spoke as if terrified that she wouldn't get to eat them once she went back.

"Oh... coming!"

Karl hurriedly added, "Get me a bottle of black tea too!"

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Of course, if the cause of the war were truly because of the three of them, it probably would not have started at all.

However, it was quite evident that the flames of war were continuing to spread.

In the magical projection before them, everyone could see a middle-aged man around thirty or forty years old currently describing the present situation.

This was a man with somewhat dark skin, his short brown hair meticulously combed to both sides, wearing a black military uniform.

As the ambassador of the Radiant Divine Nation, Luther had long since become highly experienced and proficient in this job.

He looked at the current state of the battle, talking with fluent ease.

"What everyone sees now is the battlefield of another continent. We can see that our three military forces have all established a foothold on this continent. These weak natives have absolutely no ability to resist!"

"Let us first turn our attention to the western battlefield of this continent. We have already captured the Blood Dragon Martial Emperor of the West Extremity Region. Yes, you heard it right. Oh... unbelievable, is this truly a ruler of this world? He seems utterly defenseless!"

"Of course, our warriors are also the strongest!"

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