Chapter 809: The Army Leaves the Sect

Chapter 809: The Great Army Departs from the Sect

Boom! Rumble!

In the dead of night, this vast land was far from peaceful.

Looking into the distance, the hazy sky above was filled with streaks of divine rainbows, each one an armored figure. Some were soaring on clouds, others on flying swords, and still others mounted on spirit beasts, creating an extraordinarily grand sight.

Boom! Rumble!

With so many people and such an overwhelming momentum, the heavens and earth trembled with thunderous roars. Those streaks of divine rainbows were like shooting stars streaking across the sky, shining brilliantly in the darkness.

This massive commotion naturally stirred up Nan Chu.

Although it was the middle of the night, cultivators from all directions were alerted and rushed in from every direction. When they saw the endless sea of people, they were so startled that they retreated several thousand zhang on the spot.

"Nan Chu actually has such a massive army of cultivators." Watching the distant tide of people like an ocean, many turned pale with shock.

"That must be from which faction." Even from afar, the cultivators from various sides had faces as white as paper, for the magnificent formation made them wary. Compared to this enormous army of cultivators, they were like mere ants—even a Kongming Realm expert, let alone a Zhuntian peak master, wouldn't dare approach rashly.

"It's not from a single faction." An experienced elder with sharp insight pondered aloud. "It's a coalition of several major forces."

"Hengyue Zong, Qingyun Zong, Dongyue Shangguan Family, Xishu Situ Family, Nanjiang Xiong Family, Dongfang Family, Ximen Family, Beichen Family, Bei Chu Ouyang Family, Muyun Family, Nangong Family—it's actually such a massive alliance." Someone exclaimed in horror, their voice trembling. "With this lineup, they could sweep away any force in Da Chu."

"From the looks of it, they're heading straight for Zhengyang Zong!" Someone hit the nail on the head, as many had already realized that this huge army of cultivators was converging on Zhengyang Zong from all directions.

"What puzzles me is how so many powerful forces could unite so easily."

"Palm... Palm Master." Amid the shocked voices from all sides, a disheveled figure stumbled into the grand hall of Zhengyang Zong, his face deathly pale, his lips quivering as he spoke.

"What is it?" Cheng Kun, standing in the hall, spoke sternly, perhaps because the person's recklessness had offended his authority.

"From the east, we've spotted the armies of Dongyue Shangguan Family, Xishu Situ Family, Nanjiang Xiong Family, Dongfang Family, Ximen Family, and Beichen Family. They're charging toward us right now."

"Report!" Before Cheng Kun could respond, a second person staggered into the hall. "Reporting to the Palm Master, we've detected the allied forces of Qingyun Zong and Dan Cheng from the west. They're less than thirty li from our sect."

"And Dan Cheng?" Cheng Kun's expression changed drastically, and the faces of the major elders in Zhengyang Zong turned ashen in an instant.

"Palm... Palm Master." A hurried shout rang out as a third person scrambled into the hall. "From the south, we've spotted the allied forces of Bei Chu Ouyang Family, Muyun Family, Nangong Family, Panlong Sea Domain Niu Family, and Black Dragon Island."

"And Bei Chu's forces?" Cheng Kun and the others' expressions shifted again.

"Report!" Immediately, a fourth person burst into the hall, his face pale as he knelt at Cheng Kun's feet, stammering, "From the north, we've seen the army of Hengyue Zong. We... we also spotted the war banners of Bei Chu Yanhuang. They're less than twenty li from our sect."

"Bei Chu Yanhuang?" The atmosphere in the hall grew oppressively tense in an instant, leaving Cheng Kun and the others completely bloodless.

"How... how could there be so many?" Cheng Kun staggered back two or three steps, as if in that moment he understood many things. Only then did he realize the formidable enemies they were about to face.

"Fa Wang." Cheng Kun and the others all turned to the figure clad in a purple-gold robe.

"This is truly unexpected." Fa Wang's voice was desolate and icy cold; he was no better off than Cheng Kun and the others, genuinely shocked. As a king-like existence, he still paled in the face of such a massive army of cultivators.

"You're forcing me to play my trump card!" In his cold tone, Fa Wang laughed, his smile twisted and chilling, sending shivers down the spine.

Boom! Bang! Rumble!

Soon, deafening booms echoed continuously.

In the dark night, the disciples and elders of Zhengyang Zong were all alarmed, emerging from their cultivation peaks and caves to stand on high ground and gaze toward the four directions.

"What's going on? It feels like the heavens and earth are trembling." Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"I have a bad premonition." An elder stared blankly at the surroundings, a breeze brushing by that made him shudder, sensing a coldness laced with blood in the wind.

"Is this Zhengyang Zong? Surely no one would dare cause trouble here?" Someone else remained optimistic, acting superior.

Boom! Bang! Rumble!

Amid the exclamations, the booms grew even louder.

Before long, under the watchful eyes of Zhengyang Zong's people, a distant mountain collapsed with a thunderous crash, triggering a chain reaction. Mountains within a hundred li radius centered on Zhengyang Zong began collapsing one after another.

"Kill!"

Then, thunderous shouts erupted from the east of Zhengyang Zong as the armies of Dongyue Shangguan Family, Xishu Situ Family, Nanjiang Xiong Family, Dongfang Family, Ximen Family, and Beichen Family arrived first, a dark mass of figures surging like a tidal wave.

"Kill!"

Next, from the west of Zhengyang Zong, clouds churned and killing intent soared to the skies. Streaks of colorful divine rainbows shot through, adorning the heavens with splendor as the allied forces of Qingyun Zong and Dan Cheng swept in, also covering the sky.

"Kill!"

From the south of Zhengyang Zong, thousands of swords rang out in unison, each one bearing a powerful expert, followed by war chariots and ancient formations. The allied forces of Bei Chu Ouyang Family, Muyun Family, Nangong Family, Panlong Sea Domain Niu Family, and Black Dragon Island charged forward, their formation vast and overwhelming, swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Kill!"

Finally, from the north of Zhengyang Zong, a massive war banner was planted in the sky, fluttering fiercely amid the sounds of war drums and horns. Countless figures streaked through the air, their momentum linked in a grand and majestic display as the allied forces of Hengyue Zong and Yanhuang descended upon them.

"This... this..." Although still far away, the people of Zhengyang Zong all changed color, such a massive formation signaling war. Ironically, they hadn't prepared for it at all.

"Ye Chen?" A sharp-eyed individual spotted a youth in armor standing in the northern sky. His black hair flowed like a waterfall, his figure as unyielding as a mountain, like a king himself.

"Sheng... Sheng Nu?" Another with keen insight saw the black-clad figure beside Ye Chen. She was disguised as a man, her black cloak fluttering, like a cold and alluring assassin.

"This... how could this be?" Too many in Zhengyang Zong felt their minds reel in that instant. They never imagined that the one leading the assault on Zhengyang Zong was Ye Chen, and standing with him was their own Sheng Nu, Ji Ningshuang. This scene was incomprehensible and completely beyond their expectations.

"Isn't this a fine irony?" In the sky, Ye Chen spoke lightly, quietly gazing at the misty mountains of Zhengyang Zong. In that moment, he felt a sense of detachment, never thinking that returning to his former home would mean arriving with a drawn sword.

"The laws of this world are just that cruel." Beside him, Ji Ningshuang murmured softly. Like Ye Chen, her expression remained unchanged, but her state of mind had shifted. Returning to her former home, it would be a fight to the death.

"Long Ye, I'm here." Ye Chen turned his gaze toward Zhengyang Zong, as if he could see through the sect's protective barrier to the Taixu Ancient Dragon in the forbidden grounds.

"You're a loyal one, kid." Though he couldn't hear Ye Chen's words, the Taixu Ancient Dragon in the underground world of Zhengyang Zong couldn't help but laugh, his tone filled with unmistakable excitement.

This scene moved him deeply.

Just a year ago, the person he had chosen was merely a Renyuan Realm novice cultivator. But with his keen vision, he had recognized Ye Chen as his destined benefactor.

And the facts proved his choice right. In just a year, that former Renyuan Realm novice had become a dominant force, commanding a massive army of cultivators. He stood like a king.