CHAPTER 925: CHAPTER 919: RETURN TO THE HEAVENLY MARTIAL HOLY LAND

"Netherworld Ghost Cave?"

Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Emperor hesitated for a moment, then showed a look of contemplation. The Netherworld Ghost Cave was a famous forbidden place in the Western World, known alongside the "Sky Eye" as one of the two great death zones, with a very high mortality rate.

Within the Netherworld Ghost Cave, many dark creatures that cannot see the light live, some of which have existed longer than ancient human history, truly terrifying.

"Using the Netherworld Ghost Cave, indeed offers more strategies than facing them head-on."

Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Emperor calculated for a moment, then a cold glint unexpectedly flashed in his eyes, "Then let’s deal with those few fellows in the Netherworld Ghost Cave."

He had been to the Netherworld Ghost Cave before, which was a paradise for dark creatures. He was quite familiar with the environment there, giving him much more experience than Ye Xuan and the others. Utilizing his understanding of the place, eliminating Ye Xuan and the others would undoubtedly be much easier.

Maybe he won’t even need to make a move, and Ye Xuan and the others would die inside on their own.

"You go spread the word well, make the situation about the Netherworld Ghost Cave known to everyone, the sooner the better."

A sneer suddenly emerged from Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Emperor’s eyes.

"Yes."

The elder nodded, then cupped his fists and retreated from the great hall.

"Hmph, you brat, daring to touch my people from the Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Palace, your fate is death." A chill spread across Ten Thousand Treasure Heavenly Emperor’s eyes, he sneered.

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Spirit Martial Continent, Central Domain.

Heavenly Martial Holy Land.

Spirit Martial Continent had enjoyed centuries of peace, yet now it was engulfed in war, with alien tribes invading and internal strife pulling all the powers once controlling the Spirit Martial Continent into it.

The Demon Tribe, the Yaksha Tribe, the Evil Dragon Clan, the Soul Clan, the Ghost Clan, and other alien tribes rose to attack the major human forces on a grand scale.

Nowadays, half of Spirit Martial Continent has fallen into alien hands, and the remaining human forces, under the leadership of the Seventh Grade Sect, are still at a disadvantage, merely holding onto their territories.

The entire continent is in this state, akin to the Heavenly Martial Continent as well.

Inside a grand hall, the senior members of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land were all gathered here, looking visibly grave.

"Supreme Elder, outside, the Demon Tribe, Yaksha Tribe, and the evil-armored tribe’s alliance army have encircled the mountain gate, preparing to launch an attack." An elder of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land appeared slightly anxious, cupping his fists.

Sitting in the main seat was a familiar elder, none other than Elder Xue.

"Those despicable alien tribes, who would have thought that after lying dormant for years, they’ve been brewing such a terrible plot." The Sect Master of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land took a deep breath, looking somewhat angry.

This time, the alien invasion is a large-scale operation, catching human forces off-guard and causing them to suffer great losses, leading to the current passive situation.

"Supreme Elder, Sect Master, the current situation is unfavorable for us. Our best strategy is to hold our ground and await reinforcements."

The speaker was a beautiful, mature woman with an alluring figure, who turned out to be Ye Xuan’s mentor in the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, Yu.

"Hold our ground and await reinforcements?"

An elder shook his head, "Now, each sect is facing varying degrees of attacks from the tribes, and might not spare a moment for us. I’m afraid there’ll be no reinforcements."

Upon hearing this, others in the hall also looked worse. The alien army came aggressively this time, seemingly not resting until the destruction of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land.

"Even if no sects come to our aid, we mustn’t give up hope."

A shine of determination flashed in Yu’s beautiful eyes, "At all times, we have an ally, and I believe he will come."

With that, her gaze shifted to another beautiful young woman present.

It was indeed Su Ying.

The ally she referred to was naturally Ye Xuan.

"Ye Xuan?"

The mention of this name by Yu startled everyone in the hall. If not reminded by Yu, they wouldn’t recall this name at the moment.

"Ye Xuan, hasn’t he already gone to the Ancient World? It might be difficult for him to come back, right?"

Elder Xue also remembered Ye Xuan, this extraordinarily talented young man who had left the Heavenly Martial Holy Land some time ago.

Places like the Ancient World, returning after going there requires reaching the legendary Sealing Emperor realm, as only at that level can one freely traverse between the two worlds.

Or with the help of someone possessing the Sealing Emperor’s strength, one can travel back and forth between Spirit Martial Continent and the Ancient World through specific passages.

"Relying on someone gone to the Ancient World is somewhat absurd. We can’t even overcome our current crisis..."

An elder of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land spoke.

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell silent, and the great hall quieted down.

"Supreme Elder, Sect Master, elders, the alien tribes have breached the mountain!"

At this moment, a slightly anxious voice broke the silence, as a disciple with a somewhat panicked expression rushed into the grand hall.

"So soon?"

Everyone frowned; they didn’t expect the mountain’s prohibitions and defenses to be breached so quickly. It seemed this time, they could only confront the aliens head-on.

"Let us proceed, everyone. Today, regardless of victory or defeat, we must fight. We are backed by the sacred souls of our predecessors in Heavenly Martial Holy Land and need not fear the enemy."

A determined expression emerged in Elder Xue’s eyes as he gestured with his hand.

"Yes!"

Everyone was united in purpose; they were seasoned individuals, and this crisis was not enough to daunt them.

Holy Grounds Plaza.

This place was the core of the entire Heavenly Martial Holy Land, with its array and prohibitions at their strongest, reinforced by generations of ancestors, as solid as gold.

Amidst the sky, the clouds churned with demonic energy, which surged with violent motions. Within the swirling clouds, one could vaguely see massive black warships emitting immense waves of energy.

At the forefront of these warships was a mothership twice the size of the others, on whose bow stood towering dark figures.

Those three, all Seventh Grade Martial Saint level, were dominators on the Spirit Martial Continent.

The Enchanting Demon of the Demon Tribe, the Black Dragon Demon Saint of the Evil Dragon Clan, and the Heavenly Ghost Great Saint of the Ghost Clan were the leaders of this vast army.

The Black Dragon Demon Saint was the tallest among them, his arms crossed, looking amusedly forward, then turning his head towards the diminutive demon beside him, "Chi Mei Demon Saint, didn’t your Shen Luo Great Saint declare this Heavenly Martial Holy Land off-limits? Why are you making a move?"

"What’s that Shen Luo Great Saint worth? Whatever she says doesn’t count. Now, the Demon Tribe is headed by the Emperor Demon Saint, who has lived much longer than that woman Shen Luo. Besides, the Emperor Demon Saint’s cultivation has reached the level of Extreme Martial Saint," Chi Mei Demon Saint grinned sinisterly.

"Extreme Martial Saint?"

The Black Dragon Demon Saint and Heavenly Ghost Great Saint were both taken aback. An Extreme Martial Saint; they couldn’t imagine such a figure existed within the Demon Tribe.