Only after unifying the world did I realize that immortals existed in this world.

Chapter 103 Jinglan: Um... are we going to get beaten up too?

Ning Boxing did not know what power he possessed, nor did he know what state he was in.

The cultivator divided his power into several levels, and he didn't know which level he was at.

All he knew was that he was in excellent condition!

He has inexhaustible power.

Now, he will use his own strength to defeat his opponents, protect his country, and protect his soldiers.

The general gathered the soldiers' valiant and fierce aura, which coalesced into a hundred-foot-tall phantom image of a warrior, who raised his halberd high and fiercely slashed down at the ferocious tiger.

The halberd cleaved through his neck.

In that instant, the wind stopped, and the sound seemed to disappear.

Li Shanhai was stunned for a moment. He felt nothing; his consciousness seemed to enter a brief blank. Mechanically, he raised a claw, wanting to swat the tiny, ant-like creatures below that were trying to resist him.

But the next moment—

"Click click click—"

A series of cracking sounds rang out, and he realized that he seemed unable to control his body.

The world before him gradually sank down. He had been looking down at the soldiers from his high position, but as he fell, the world spun around him. Suddenly, he saw his own body, the massive body of a tiger, as large as a mountain, but without a head.

He turned his head a couple of times, but all he saw were the soldiers' cold, stern gazes.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he never saw fear in the eyes of these people.

They gripped their weapons, their eyes were resolute, and their will was strong.

From beginning to end, they were not the prey.

Why aren't they afraid?

He may never find the answer to this question.

However, he now knew why Yuan Kou hadn't responded to him, and he also knew where the first wave of the Demonic Sect's allied forces had gone.

They were manipulated by those people from the Immortal Alliance.

The Fifth Continent—the New Demonic Gate—everything—is nothing but a pipe dream.

As consciousness faded, the single, scarlet eye on the massive tiger's head still gleamed with a savage and ferocious light.

snort----

Taihua, Wuxiang, Shaxin—I am here waiting for you.

Behind this bountiful and beautiful new world lurks a terrifying power. He believed that this alluring land would not only destroy him, but also many other ambitious men.

"Is this the Fifth Continent?"

"It truly is a place brimming with spiritual energy."

"Does that dynasty called Great Xia govern this place?"

"Has the Demonic Sect arrived?"

The cloud boat broke through layers of obstacles, crossed the abyss, and finally arrived in a brand new world.

As the sun sets, it paints the horizon with a rosy hue, while the waves of the sea surge and shimmer, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, meeting the vast landmass in the distance.

Several disciples of the Jinglan Sect stood on the edge of the wooden boat, observing this unfamiliar world from above. Looking at the natural beauty under the afterglow of the setting sun, they couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Hearing something with your ears and seeing it with your own eyes are completely different things.

Even with some expectation, seeing it with my own eyes was still awe-inspiring.

Meanwhile, gasps of surprise came from inside the cabin.

"Elder!!!"

The two disciples looked at the middle-aged man sitting upright before them with concern in their eyes.

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhou Xin's face was deathly pale, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. He clutched his chest with one hand and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with the other. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Feeling the sudden relaxation in the environment, he took a deep breath, poured out three pills from the gourd and swallowed them, then sat upright to regulate his breathing.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and asked the disciples attending him on both sides, "Have we arrived?"

"Yes, Elder, we have arrived."

Zhou Xin nodded upon hearing this: "Help me up, let's go outside and take a look."

"yes!"

Two disciples helped Zhou Xin out of the cabin. A cool breeze blew in their faces, as if dispelling some of the oppressive atmosphere brought by the poisonous miasma.

"Elder!"

"Elder!"

As Zhou Xin emerged, the disciples bowed repeatedly in greeting.

Zhou Xin simply nodded, then glanced back unconsciously, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he still felt lingering fear.

What a powerful poisonous miasma!

No wonder it has been a forbidden zone since ancient times.

The more skilled a cultivator is, the more sensitive their senses become.

Without the protection of a suitable magical artifact, the poisonous miasma of the Abyss Sea will surge in from all directions, blocking the cultivator's senses. The more sensitive the cultivator's senses, the greater the damage they will suffer. It can even tear apart the primordial spirit cultivated during cultivation, create illusions, damage the mind, and cause irreversible harm.

Zhou Xin paid a heavy price for his forced entry.

His cultivation level has dropped, and he can no longer unleash even half of his full power.

However—he believed that Li Shanhai had suffered no less harm than him.

He looked westward, where the setting sun was sinking towards that continent.

His gaze then fell upon that rich and vast land. What a beautiful land, what an attractive land—what a pity.

Arrogance and shortsightedness prevented the leader from yielding, and the demons driven by desire came to destroy this place.

"Quickly, tell Zhang Xing to steer the wooden boat to Da Xia."

Hopefully, it's not too late!

The sect leader even persuaded the Supreme Elder to intervene. He was determined to do everything in his power to protect the people of this land and prevent the tragedy from repeating itself.

"yes!"

Meanwhile, on the beach, the cool sea breeze carried with it a pungent smell of blood.

"Tick-tock!"

"Tick-tock!"

Blood dripped onto the sand, casting a desolate hue over the land that had endured much strife.

The enormous, ferocious tiger head lay quietly on the beach. A gentle breeze caused the tiger's fur to tremble slightly. One eye was pierced by a large iron halberd, its blood already dried. The other scarlet eye was wide open, its ferocity undiminished.

On the other side, a massive, mountain-like structure stands proudly by the sea.

Soldiers were collecting the blood dripping from the beast in containers around them. The body was enormous; even its severed head was heavier than five Red Star cannons.

They have no way to transport it yet, and they don't know if His Majesty will allow it to be dismembered, so for the time being they can only leave it here and collect its blood.

We will make a decision after receiving a response from the capital.

"Congratulations, General, you have also gained power?"

The scholar, dressed in a spotless white robe, was just like the man himself. The scholar, his eyes shining, smiled warmly and offered his sincere congratulations to the rough-looking general.

Humility and respectfulness are the hallmarks of a gentleman.

He had also witnessed the earth-shattering slash of the hundred-foot-tall warlord, whose aura shook mountains and rivers.

Ning Boxing clenched his fist, his eyes glazing over.

The feeling of beheading the tiger is still unforgettable for him.

He snapped out of his daze and grinned sheepishly at Song Zhaowen, "Lord Song, Old Ning was just lucky! He's still completely confused!"

"There are many generals in our Great Xia Dynasty who are more capable than me. His Majesty's sacrifice to Heaven has brought about enlightenment and change in the world. Perhaps many generals have already surpassed me!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhaowen smiled and shook his head: "General Ning, these are the words I should say, but not the words you should say."

Ning Boxing was taken aback: "Oh?"

Song Zhaowen laughed and said, "You are the most capable general! How can a general admit that someone else is better than him? That's not like you!"

"Hahaha~"

Upon hearing this, Ning Boxing laughed heartily, "Yes, yes, Lord Song, you really know how to talk!"

"When it comes to fighting, who can compare to Lao Ning! Hahaha~"

"What a pity, there's no wine today—"

He shook his head and sighed, but before he could finish speaking, his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly looked up at the distance.

The observation tower glowed red once again.

As the sun set and evening approached, the sky grew dim, making the red light all the more striking.

"Waaaaah~"

A deep, mournful horn sounded.

"Not again?!"

In that instant, the forthright, rough-and-tumble man and the humble, scholarly gentleman's demeanor suddenly transformed, his eyes becoming sharp and his aura imposing.

Now, they are generals and ministers of the empire.

"gather!!!"

Only half a day later, there was another gathering.

The soldiers ran back and forth without a single complaint, simply following orders strictly as always.

The war seemed bizarre; they were facing cultivators and demonic beasts they had never seen before.

However—in terms of the outcome, they suffered no casualties, which was far better than the brutal, bloody battles before the founding of the nation.

As darkness fell, the dark muzzles of the cannons remained deep and menacing, and this time the target was the cloud boat that soared through the sky.

"Something seems off here!"

"What is that?"

"Are those people from Great Xia?"

"Where are the people from the Demonic Sect? Haven't they arrived yet?"

"Wait—what's that? That looks like the corpse of a monster!"

As they drew closer, the cultivators on the cloud boat gradually sensed something amiss. There seemed to be a faint pressure emanating from this place, as if a will was observing them and warning them not to act rashly.

As they approached the sea, they naturally witnessed the reaction of the Great Xia Legion.

The well-ordered army, with their dark cannons pointed towards the sky, aimed at them.

But even more important—was the corpse of that headless monster sitting by the sea.

What is that?

Monster?

How could a monster die here?

Zhou Xin, who was sitting and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, flashed to the side of the flying boat, and immediately saw the giant tiger's corpse.

"What?!"

"Li Shanhai?!"

Sensing the lingering malevolent aura emanating from the enormous monster's corpse, he frowned deeply and cried out in alarm.

How is this possible?!

Even if Li Shanhai was severely injured after forcibly entering the Abyss Sea, it was absolutely impossible for him to die like this!

Li Shanhai is already dead, so why did he go through all that trouble to cross the poisonous miasma?!

Did I suffer all this injury for nothing?

Zhou Xin felt somewhat helpless.

Could it be that the emperor himself has come?

According to the intelligence relayed by the sect leader, the emperor here seems to have some special abilities, capable of killing powerful beings, but he is subject to many restrictions.

Cihui, from the bald monk's side, was killed by the other side.

How did the Great Xia know that the Demonic Sect would invade?

Could it be that the Great Xia Dynasty truly withstood the attack of the Demonic Sect?

Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why there would be such a group of ordinary people guarding the seaside.

This is not someone from the Demonic Sect; the Demonic Sect could not possibly possess such an order.

etc----

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, I felt the overwhelming murderous aura emanating from that group of soldiers.

Zhou Xin suddenly shuddered!

Not redeemable!

He suddenly remembered something and shouted to the disciple controlling the cloud boat, "Quick!"

"Zhang Xing!!! Fly upwards!!! Don't go near the coast!"

If the Great Xia Dynasty has the power to annihilate the invading demonic sects, then it also has the power to annihilate them and will launch an attack against them.

"ah?

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The disciple controlling the cloud boat was stunned for a moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

The next instant, a deafening roar erupted.

Unfortunately, he was still a bit too slow.

The cloud boat was ready to land, and the distance was naturally sufficient.

The people who came this time seemed different from the previous two waves of invaders. They traveled in similar means of transportation to the Immortal Alliance cultivators who arrived at the beginning, but instead of Song Zhaowen, they were greeted by Ning Boxing.

Ning Boxing's orders were to defend and counterattack. He was stationed here to defeat any invaders.

He won't ask questions; he'll just attack first.

No matter who comes, they get slapped twice before they can speak.

The Great Xia Dynasty has no need to please anyone.

He needed to be responsible for the soldiers. Allowing these powerful cultivators to approach and giving up his own advantages would be cruel to the soldiers and also cruel to the Great Xia Dynasty.

As dusk fell, the dimly lit beach was illuminated by dazzling firelight.

The cultivators were bombarded with countless projectiles, which, mixed with explosive firepower and powerful kinetic energy, crashed into the immortal sect's flying boat.

Can ordinary weapons also unleash such power?

"Damn it!"

"What is this?!"

"Quickly, quickly activate the defensive formation!"

"It's too late!"

"The cloud boat can't hold on any longer!"

"What's going on?! Is this a trap set by the Demonic Sect?!"

"Why can't I use magic anymore?!"

Whether it's magic or gunpowder, both are attacks and will cause damage. Wave after wave of artillery fire, even if the materials used to forge the cloud boat were superior to those of the demonic sect's dilapidated ships, could not withstand such repeated bombardment.

The disciple piloting the cloud boat struggled to maintain his balance, causing the boat to shake violently.

The disciples wanted to use magic to escape, and Zhou Xin subconsciously wanted to cast a spell to fly into the sky as well.

However, faced with the overwhelming morale of thousands of soldiers, they were also dragged into that strange battlefield.

Prohibited Law!

The bizarre environment was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Chemistry and physics, the sparks of human wisdom, pulled the proud cultivators down from the sky. Amidst the relentless bombardment, the cloud boat swayed and finally could not hold on, rapidly shrinking, and the disciples also fell into the shallow sea.

"thump!"

"thump!"

One by one, the cultivators fell into the shallow sea and onto the beach. When they hurriedly climbed out and tried to do something, they were greeted by the dark muzzles of guns.

They were confronted by a group of mortals who pointed strange weapons at their heads.

As the sun gradually set, the figures of these black-armored soldiers slowly disappeared into the darkness. These people were all madmen; there was not a trace of reverence for cultivators in their eyes.

There was only a deathly stillness.

They await only one order from their superiors, and then slaughter any enemy that stands in their way.

Just then, Zhou Xin suddenly jumped up, raised his arm, and shouted, "Stop!!!"

"Friends of Great Xia, please stop! This is a misunderstanding!"

"We mean no harm; we're here to help you!"

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