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

Chapter 99 Xuanfeng Legion

The East China Sea is bathed in a clear blue sky, and the sea breeze carries a slightly salty scent.

Waves shimmered silver in the sunlight as they crashed onto the beach, creating bursts of white foam.

A long stretch of coastline was deserted, without a single person in sight.

Only further south can you see a few fishermen here and there.

"Did you sense anything was happening the other day?"

"I think I have a feeling, like I heard His Majesty speaking—"

They sat on the beach, gazing at the vast ocean in the distance, and kept talking to each other: "What a beautiful day! Summer is almost here!"

"What a pity, I wonder what happened, the imperial court has banned going to sea."

"I heard a lot of soldiers have arrived near Yuezhou! Is it going to be a war?"

"No way? Does the Great Xia still have rebels?"

"Perhaps he's not a rebel. You've forgotten—a celestial being came last year!"

"What—Does His Majesty intend to wage war against the immortals?"

"What if immortals are trying to invade us—"

As they were discussing, they suddenly looked up towards the northern shore and exclaimed in surprise, "Look—!"

"What happened?"

The distant observation tower emitted a dazzling red light.

"Waaaaah~"

A series of deep, mournful bugle calls drifted from afar.

"Look! Look! Someone's coming!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone's attention was suddenly drawn, and some sharp-eyed people looked into the distance and kept shouting.

Following their gaze, at the horizon where the sea meets the sky, dark clouds suddenly obscured the sun, and waves rolled like ants, as if something was moving towards the shore.

"Still watching!"

"Hurry up!"

"The troops have all assembled!"

"Waaaaah~"

A howling sound came.

"Gather! Gather!"

Ning Boxing, dressed in black armor, carrying a musket and two halberds, sat astride his warhorse, his sharp eyes sweeping over the soldiers as he shouted loudly.

"yes!"

The elite soldiers moved in an orderly manner and assembled as quickly as possible.

"Lord Liu is indeed a prophet!"

Ning Boxing looked eastward and saw the invaders rapidly approaching the Great Xia amidst the surging waves.

Seeing this, instead of being nervous or afraid, he grinned, revealing a ferocious smile. His gleaming white teeth added to his already terrifying face: "Looks like I'm luckier after all!"

Along the long coastline, Xie Cangrong had made certain deployments. Although this was the most likely place for the enemy to appear, and the people from the four continents of immortals and demons had landed here several times before, it was not certain.

He had long wanted to meet these so-called immortals!

And now, he has gotten that opportunity.

Should the Immortal Alliance protect the nation?

What are these soldiers then?!

People will laugh at us if they find out!

"Brothers, this is our first battle, let's show our fighting spirit!"

He drew his twin halberds from his back, pointing them straight at the vast, boundless sea. He was a rough and uncouth man, incapable of uttering any elegant phrases about separating himself from his troops; he simply declared in a crude voice, "Let those so-called immortals see for themselves that our Great Xia doesn't need outsiders to protect us!"

"Behind us are the hundreds of millions of people of our Great Xia, our parents, wives and children."

"His Majesty awaits our triumphant return under the blazing sun! Let's not let His Majesty laugh at us!"

The black banner with a red dragon of the Great Xia army fluttered in the wind as soldiers assembled in an orderly fashion, responding to Ning Boxin's mobilization.

They simply stood there, shouting in deep voices, "Kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!

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His gaze was fixed on the distance, devoid of any emotion, excitement, fear, or tension, as if he were a machine—only a deathly stillness and indifference.

Solemn and dignified, yet exuding a chilling aura.

They are like bowstrings drawn taut, waiting only for their superior's command to charge out and kill their opponents.

This is the meaning of their existence as soldiers.

They don't need to be passionate or impassioned; they just need to obey orders and kill the enemy!

Everything else can be forgotten, including themselves.

This was the first battle, and Xie Cangrong was worried that if the cultivators displayed extraordinary power, it would directly crush the morale of the soldiers.

After all, the awakening of the Great Xia Dynasty was only in its early stages, and the power of cultivators had not yet been widely disseminated. Many people were unable to suddenly accept what was beyond their comprehension. Soldiers were also human, and they needed a process to accept these powers.

Therefore, after learning from Liu Bingxuan that the cultivators might invade, he began to mobilize troops.

Aside from the Iron Army stationed in the north and southwest, he transferred the most resilient and least likely to fall into chaos in the Great Xia Dynasty to this location.

We may lose this war, but we must never let our morale collapse.

Otherwise, his Great Xia soldiers would be shackled.

The Great Xia Xuanfeng Army.

This was the first army formed when Xie Cangrong started his uprising. The original veterans had either died or passed away, and very few remained.

However, as the old guard died and new members joined, the old guard would pass on their spiritual pursuits and battlefield insights to future generations, thus inheriting the spirit of this army. They followed Xie Cangrong across the north and south, fought countless bloody battles, and unified the world wherever their iron hooves passed.

This is an army with a military spirit and a legacy of unwavering will.

Soldiers put the country before themselves and the king before themselves.

Battle, slaughter, death!

Four years of peace have passed since then, and they have been stationed in the capital for a long time without fighting. However, training has never stopped, and the will passed down in the army has been integrated into their souls. A single military order from the emperor can awaken their memories. Those battles, those countless battles, have long been etched into their bones along with the honor of the legion.

What kind of momentum is this?

Surrounded by the army, with war imminent, Ning Boxing felt his heart pounding and hot blood rushing through his veins to his limbs and bones.

All he wants now is to fight, to kill!

Break through the enemy lines! Slay the enemy!

He didn't know what kind of change he was experiencing. He only felt that his will was integrated into the army, and with the courage of the soldiers, he was filled with infinite power, as if he could shatter the sky with a single blow.

"Hahaha!"

"kill!!!"

"Drag out the Red Star Cannon!"

The boisterous laughter carried far and wide.

The earth roared and dust flew everywhere.

The red dragon flag fluttered in the sea breeze as the heavy army marched toward the shore, swords drawn, ready to fight to the death.

"Haha! They're out!"

"That ferocious beast from the Vast Ocean is truly troublesome; the Corpse Heart Sect must have lost quite a few people!"

"Hahaha~ Good thing they're dead! They're dead, so they won't be fighting us for them!"

"I see it! I see it! The sect leader really didn't lie to us! Hahaha, this is truly a new world!"

"That's great—that's great!"

Meanwhile, at the extreme point of the East China Sea, the boundary between the misty abyss and the azure sea.

One after another, strangely shaped ships emerged from the fog.

The Demonic Sect's advance team has arrived!

There's a reason why the Fifth Continent hasn't been discovered for so long. It's shrouded in poisonous miasma for tens of thousands of miles, and one could easily lose their way if they're not careful. There are also ferocious beasts that threaten it—it's indeed very troublesome.

However, the biggest reason is actually human nature.

Tens of thousands of miles of poisonous miasma, it's hard to tell if it's a winding path, or if it will never end. Enduring the torment of the journey, one eventually gives up. After all, with that time and energy, it's better to do something else; the world of cultivators offers far too many worthwhile pursuits.

But once the first group of people persevered and crossed the poisonous miasma to the end, confirming that there was a new land beyond the miasma, then one by one, the later ones were able to follow suit and persevere to emerge.

And now, the fourth group of people has arrived.

Having overcome numerous difficulties, they lost half their men, leaving fewer than 1,500 disciples from all sects combined. However, they had done very well, exceeding Li Shanhai's minimum requirements.

Strange figures of varying shapes and eerie temperaments stood one by one on the deck, breathing in the fresh air. Looking into the distance, they stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror.

These people were all from the lower and middle ranks of the Demonic Sect. Many of them had never even left the Blood Slaughter Holy Continent, let alone crossed the four continents of Immortal and Demon to come to the New World.

Even with mental preparation, they were still involuntarily awestruck when the vibrant continent, as radiant as the rising sun, came into view.

It's so big! It's so beautiful!

Breathing in the unparalleled fresh air, the distance seemed like a vast treasure trove, every beautiful piece of land and every living creature so alluring.

They were like starving people seeing delicious food, unable to look away.

In the largest ship at the very center, a pale-faced man, unable to hide his excitement, took out a blood-red bronze mirror and shouted, "Master, we have crossed the Abyss of Poisonous Miasma! We have seen the Fifth Continent!"

After some time, "Okay—capture—"

Another fragmented and unclear voice came from the ancient bronze mirror.

This is a communication tool provided by Li Shanhai. The communication effect will be greatly reduced beyond a certain distance limit, but it is already sufficient for most purposes.

"Haha~ Fellow disciples, I'll be taking my leave now!"

Some impatient ones simply shouted, formed a spell, and their bodies rose into the air, transforming into streaks of light as they rushed directly toward the land they longed for.

For cultivators, overcoming gravity and flying into the sky is not a particularly rare thing.

"Wait for me!"

"Haha, me too!"

One person started, and the others followed closely behind, using magic to catch up.

"Senior brother! Slow down! The sect leader has ordered us to act together!"

"Don't rush, don't rush!"

Some of the more composed individuals stood on the boat and shouted helplessly.

But not long after, they were stunned.

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

The sounds of splashing into the water rang out, as if the cultivators who had been speeding through the air had encountered some kind of obstacle.

One by one, they seemed unable to control their bodies and fell directly from the sky into the sea.

"Damn it!"

"How could this be?!"

"What's going on?!"

"That's incredibly weird!"

One by one, the cultivators fell into the water. Some reacted quickly and used water-avoidance spells, managing to maintain their dignity. Those who reacted slowly were left soaked to the bone.

They floated on the sea, looking at their own palms, then at the distant continent, their brows furrowing in dismay.

What's going on?

They were fine when they first took off, but the closer they got to the mainland, the more strange a feeling they had.

It was as if something had seen it, and the whole world seemed to come alive.

The sun in the sky was no longer bright, the waves of the sea were no longer calm, and the stronger their desires became, the more hostile the world seemed to be towards them.

An invisible force was watching them, warning them, and an invisible force was surging in from all directions, gradually squeezing them down.

This force caused the flow of magic to stagnate and their power to diminish.

The closer you get to this suppressive force, the stronger it becomes.

In the end, even their ability to control levitation was suppressed; they swayed and fell directly into the sea.

"snort!"

The stench of blood filled the air, and some disciples, caught off guard, were even ambushed by ferocious beasts in the sea.

The boat drifted by, and they eventually had no choice but to board it and travel with the other disciples.

"What's going on?!"

The excitement of arriving on the Fifth Continent was somewhat dampened.

All the disciples noticed something was wrong.

They could all feel that oppressive force!

With each step they took closer to the Fifth Continent, they were increasingly suppressed by that vast and mighty power.

Before they even reached the shore, their strength had already been suppressed by 30%.

At this rate, by the time they reach the shore, they probably won't be able to unleash even half of their full power.

If they continue to be suppressed like this, their progress in conquering the Great Xia will undoubtedly be greatly slowed down.

On the Blood Sea Sect's ship, Li Shanhai's disciple Yuan Kou frowned and used his magic weapon to send a message: "Master, the Great Xia is strange; it seems that some strange force is suppressing us."

After a long time, the other party sent a message back.

"----continue----"

The enthusiasm has only decreased slightly.

So what if we're suppressed?!

Such a vast land, so many living beings, such rich spiritual energy—all problems cease to be problems, and this slight discomfort was gradually forgotten by these members of the demonic sect.

As they drew closer, they naturally came to see the people on the beach.

These people, dressed in neat, uniform black armor, stood in orderly rows on the beach, looking like sculptures from a distance.

His gaze was cold and stern, devoid of any emotion.

This is clearly not an ordinary fisherman.

The unique environment and ecology of Blood Slaughter Holy Continent have created a unique culture. For them, living people are also a resource, and even—a form of currency.

And these rows of people standing neatly in front of them—in their eyes, they are like spirit stones waiting to be claimed.

The demonic cultivators observed the soldiers with curiosity, uttering various exclamations: "So many—so many living people!"

"Hahaha! Don't try to take it from me!"

"Are they the army of the Great Xia Dynasty?"

"What is an army?"

"Hahaha, are they going to rebel against us?"

Looking at those ordinary people from afar, they showed no sign of tension, instead joking around.

Some people don't even know the concept of an army.

However—as they drew closer, some people felt something was amiss and had a sense of foreboding.

The dark mass of soldiers opposite seemed to exude a sinister aura, their menacing presence making one's heart tremble.

Looking at the strange machines around the soldiers, and staring at the dark muzzle of the cannon, he asked with some confusion, "What are those?"

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The next instant, "Fire!"

This was accompanied by Ning Boxin's cold military order.

"Boom boom boom!"

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Smoke filled the air, and the earth roared.

They know what that is now.