Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

Chapter 84 The Great War Breaks Out

All around were torrents of steel, with banners bearing the character "Jiang" fluttering in the wind, followed by elite Jiang family cavalry. They were clad in armor, riding savage beasts, their iron halberds pointing skyward, gleaming coldly, their military might terrifying.

Finally, all the iron cavalry charged into the battlefield of the Jiang family's divine realm. What came into view was an endless plain, with only a divine mountain in the center that resembled a sacred furnace.

This is a secret world, said to have been opened up by a great sage of the Jiang family. Its territory is vast and boundless, enough to accommodate a million iron cavalry of the Jiang family.

At this moment, ten figures stood atop the Sacred Furnace Mountain, seated atop ancient war chariots, their auras surging to the heavens.

The chariots pulling them were made up of powerful ancient beasts such as dragons, nine-colored phoenixes, and pure-blooded suanni.

These ten men were none other than the commanders of the Jiang family's iron cavalry, each commanding ten commanders, all of whom were powerful experts.

"Jiang Family Divine Order: Advance to the Purple Mansion." The ten commanders issued the order, informing the Jiang Family Iron Cavalry of their target.

Apart from that, there was no explanation; the Jiang family's iron cavalry only needed to obey orders without asking why.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The deafening battle cries echoed throughout the secret realm. No one asked why they were going to attack the Purple Mansion; they were simply carrying out their clan's orders.

Inside the pilgrimage hall, Luo Qianqiu stood before a platform, taking in everything that was happening in the secret realm.

Looking at the imposing Jiang family cavalry, he was somewhat shocked.

Those were truly battle-hardened soldiers; just by gathering them together, they exuded a terrifying and ferocious aura, and wherever their forces went, any power would tremble in fear.

"Purple Mansion, I hope you'll be more spirited and not embarrass yourselves," Luo Qianqiu thought to himself, then turned and walked out of the Holy Temple.

The moment the palace doors opened, a group of powerful figures and elders from the Jiang family were already waiting there. Each of them wore standard armor symbolizing the Jiang family's status, although the grade and patterns of the armor varied slightly depending on their status.

Luo Qianqiu walked out of the main hall and appeared before the eyes of the group of Jiang family executives.

He was also wearing a set of ancient crimson armor, consisting of a breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, boots, and skirt armor. Each plate of armor was tightly interlocked like a dragon scale, and the shoulder armor featured the head of a ferocious, roaring dragon.

The armor was forged entirely from the Crimson Jade of the Nine Heavens, exuding holy might and resembling a divine flame burning throughout—truly a sacred weapon!

Luo Qianqiu was tall and slender, and after putting on his armor, he looked even more dashing and spirited, bearing a striking resemblance to the portrait of Hengyu hanging in the Hall of Pilgrimage.

When the Jiang family saw this scene, their eyes glazed over, and their blood vessels throbbed.

Even so, they still claimed they weren't the ancestor's biological son. It's thanks to their amazing wisdom that they didn't believe what the young ancestor said.

Actually, although Luo Qianqiu's appearance is similar to Heng Yu's, they are not that alike; it's just that their spirit is very similar.

"I respectfully request the decree of the Lesser Ancestor." Lord Jiang regained his senses and quickly performed a deep bow.

Seeing this, the others quickly bowed down and shouted, "We respectfully request the decree of the young patriarch."

"Set off and march into the Central Region!" Luo Qianqiu felt a surge of heroic spirit and waved his hand.

"Boom!"

A tremendous sound came from the sky, and a huge mountain fell from the heavens, blotting out the sun.

It was a sacred mountain, covered with ancient trees. One ancient gate tower after another rose from the mountain, and amidst the swirling clouds and mist, cranes flew and auspicious beasts galloped through the forest.

Luo Qianqiu soared into the sky and landed on the sacred mountain, with the Jiang family members following closely behind.

Then, the Jiang family demonstrated to him what extreme power was.

This sacred mountain is covered with array patterns, combining offense and defense. In addition, it can traverse long distances without needing to go through a domain gate, or rather, it is itself a mobile domain gate.

"boom!"

The void tore open, and the divine mountain disappeared into it, rapidly traversing in a specific direction.

Luo Qianqiu stood on the top floor of a palace, gazing at the void beyond the sacred mountain, where he saw a dazzling array of colors.

Time passed, seemingly a long time had gone by, yet also as if only a moment had passed. With a slight jolt, the divine mountain burst out of the void and appeared in the sky above the Central Region.

"My God! What is that?"

"A mountain that flies in the sky, and it keeps flying."

"It's the Jiang family's war fortress, and it hasn't appeared for who knows how many years."

"That's the direction of the Purple Mansion Holy Land. Is something big about to happen?"

"Is the Jiang family planning to attack the Purple Mansion Holy Land?"

At this moment, the cultivators of the Central Region were in an uproar, and the news swept through like a hurricane.

"Where are the Jiang family's iron cavalry?" Luo Qianqiu asked curiously atop the sacred mountain.

Behind him, upon hearing the question, Lord Jiang quickly stepped forward and said, "They're right behind us."

"Huh?!" Luo Qianqiu was puzzled, and his enormous divine sense spread out wildly, sweeping backward.

Lord Jiang and the rest of the Jiang family stared wide-eyed at Luo Qianqiu in disbelief.

"This level of spiritual power is absolutely comparable to that of a supreme Saint Lord!"

"The young ancestor is only at the fourth level of the secret realm! He actually possesses such a powerful divine sense."

"Young Ancestor, you truly possess the qualities of an emperor!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qianqiu, who was spreading his divine sense, almost stumbled, unsure whether it was a curse or a compliment.

Is it really okay to casually say something like "possessing the qualities of an emperor"?

Luo Qianqiu glanced almost imperceptibly at the Supreme Elder who was speaking, then quickly withdrew his attention and continued to look back.

Soon, he saw nearly a hundred ancient ship-shaped warships flying across the sky, about a thousand miles away from the sacred mountain.

On the ancient ship, the knights of the Jiang family stood with icy expressions, their iron halberds pointing skyward, their surging killing intent undisguised.

The Jiang family has come with great force this time, aiming for a fair and square crushing victory, with both sides openly clashing.

Therefore, they will not take advantage of the Purple Mansion Holy Land's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack.

And so, the fleet of warships swaggered toward the Purple Mansion Holy Land, the distance between the two sides now less than 100,000 li.

The news that the Ancient Jiang Family was going to attack the Purple Mansion Holy Land spread like wildfire throughout the Eastern Wilderness.

Everyone who heard the news was shocked and initially doubted it was fake news.

The ancient clans going to war with the holy land sounds too fantastical.

As everyone knows, the friction between the aristocratic families and the holy land has never stopped, but both sides have a scale in their hearts and rarely engage in a deadly battle. They usually restrain themselves, so why would it suddenly erupt?

Many people didn't believe it, but the news spread like wildfire, wave after wave, and many people witnessed it firsthand, so it's definitely not false.

The world was in uproar!

In an instant, many cultivators who considered themselves to be exceptionally powerful headed towards the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

It would be such a pity to miss such a great battle!

The sacred land of Zifu is filled with spiritual mountains, shrouded in purple mist, some situated on the ground and others floating in the sky.

Each mountain is majestic, with palaces and pavilions perched atop them, stretching far and wide.

At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Purple Mansion Holy Land gathered together. Upon learning that the Jiang family's army was approaching, a shadow fell over everyone's hearts.

"The Jiang family is too domineering; they're not giving us any chance to resolve our grievances." Yang Jie's tone was filled with anger and a deep-seated fear.

"Being hunted down like that, the Jiang family must seek justice," a powerful cultivator from the Purple Mansion realm retorted.

He and Yang Jie had a history of friction, and now, out of habit, he instinctively confronted him.

"You—" Yang Jie roared in anger, slamming his fist on the table.

But before he could even open his mouth, he was interrupted by the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, "Alright, do you want to settle things before the external enemies even invade the Purple Mansion?"

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion rose to his feet, his body enveloped in a misty purple aura. After surveying the powerful figures in the hall, he said, "The Jiang family has come with overwhelming force. What are your thoughts?"

Inside the Purple Extreme Palace, dozens of powerful figures remained silent, each harboring a sense of unease.

Opinions? What opinions could one possibly have at this point? That's the ancient Jiang family, a powerful clan with an ultimate imperial weapon at its disposal, whose strength far surpasses that of the Purple Mansion.

In a direct confrontation, no one sees any chance of victory. If the opponent possesses the Hengyu Furnace, the Purple Mansion is highly likely to be crushed.

"Are you all silent, waiting for the Jiang family to arrive?" The Purple Mansion Saint Lord stared intently at the crowd and said, "At the speed of the Jiang family, even if the army slows down, they can cross 100,000 miles in at most half an hour. Yet you all show no fighting spirit whatsoever."

"Battle spirit? Does the Holy Lord really think that the Purple Mansion can fight against the Jiang family?" The powerful figure who had just mocked Yang Jie spoke again, his words extremely sharp.

"What? Has the Holy Lord mastered such great skill that he is now confident of defeating the Holy Lord of the Jiang family?"

"Li Changming, with a formidable enemy at hand, you have repeatedly uttered discouraging words. Are you trying to undermine the morale of the army?" Yang Jie roared, slamming his fist on the table.

He is a powerful figure in the lineage of the Holy Lord, and he certainly cannot stand idly by while the Holy Lord is offended.

"I'm undermining morale. Who started this mess? It's clearly your family's doing, and now it's affecting the entire Holy Land. How dare you stand here?" Li Changming shouted back, leaving Yang Jie speechless.

Then, he looked at the others and said, "Gentlemen, do you all want to fight the Jiang family?"

Instantly, the Purple Extreme Palace erupted in chaos, with the powerful figures present splitting into three factions.

"Indeed, if Yang Jie hadn't spoiled Yang so much that he committed such a terrible crime, the Purple Mansion wouldn't be facing this calamity today."

"Although both are sacred lands of noble families, the Jiang family possesses an ultimate imperial weapon, making the Purple Mansion's chances of victory slim."

"We can't just sit here and wait to die. The Jiang family is powerful, but the Purple Mansion isn't made of clay."

"Even if we can't win a real fight, we can still cripple the Jiang family."

"Aren't you going too far? The Jiang family might not actually fight."

Chaos erupted; the main hall was in complete disarray, with everyone offering their opinions.

"Enough!" the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion shouted, forcefully quelling the commotion in the hall.

His body was surrounded by surging purple energy, and the aura of a supreme saint permeated the entire hall.

Then, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion looked at Li Changming and the others, his tone full of majesty.

"This battle must be fought. If we surrender, how will the Purple Mansion maintain its foothold in the Eastern Wilderness?"

"Who can stop the Hengyu Furnace?" Li Changming refused to budge an inch.

If war is to break out, then this is a reality that Zifu will have to face: the opponent is wielding an ultimate imperial weapon, and once it is unleashed, no one in Zifu can stop it.

"There's no need to worry about that. The Jiang family isn't the only one in the Eastern Wilderness with imperial weapons," the Purple Mansion Saint Lord said calmly.

The hall fell silent for a moment after these words were spoken.

Li Changming looked puzzled and asked curiously, "Who is it that can rival the Jiang family's Imperial Furnace? Is it the Yao Guang family or the Ji family?"

On the boundless land of the Eastern Wilderness, there are only five forces with supreme imperial weapons: the Yao Guang and Ji family in the Southern Region, the Jiang family and Yao Chi in the Northern Region, and the demon imperial weapon that emerged two years ago.

Yaochi, being a peaceful and unassuming place, might step in to mediate, but it's unlikely they'll mobilize the Western Emperor Tower. The demon race, content with their isolated existence, is also unlikely to get involved. So, only the Ji family and Yaoguang remain.

"If the Jiang family brings out the Hengyu Furnace, you will naturally know then," the Purple Mansion Saint Master said mysteriously.

The powerful figures in Li Changming's faction exchanged glances and no longer opposed the start of the war.

As long as the Jiang family's Hengyu Furnace is restrained, there is a chance for everything to turn around, and the Purple Mansion may not be unable to fight against it!

Once the internal consensus was reached, the Purple Mansion Holy Land began to operate, various array patterns were activated, and disciples and followers entered a state of combat readiness.

Time passed quietly, and at the edge of the sky, a massive divine mountain appeared, blotting out the sun. Behind it, more than a hundred warships swept across the heavens.

A terrifying aura spread, and the void, like a painting, was violently shaken.

On the sacred mountain, Luo Qianqiu looked at the heavily guarded Purple Mansion Holy Land and sighed, "It seems the Purple Mansion has made its choice."

Originally, he only wanted to wipe out Yang Jie's lineage, but now, a major battle is inevitable.

"Sizzle!"

Just then, several divine rays shot into the sky from the Purple Mansion, standing tall above the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"Brother Jiang, you should talk to us. You should know that if this battle breaks out, the Eastern Wilderness will surely be awash in blood." The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion wanted to make one last attempt at persuasion.

If he could stop the fighting, he wouldn't even mind bleeding a lot of blood to appease the Jiang family's anger.

"There's nothing to talk about. This feud is no small matter; only a battle can resolve it." Lord Jiang, equally soaring to the heavens, declared.

From the outset, their attitude was extremely firm.

"The Jiang family is powerful, but my Purple Mansion is not weak either. If a real fight breaks out, the Purple Mansion may be in turmoil, but the Jiang family will not be safe either. Brother Jiang, are you sure you want to cause countless Jiang clan members to shed blood for the sake of one person?" The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion analyzed the pros and cons.

"Enough with the small talk, let's fight." Lord Jiang's attitude was very clear: there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing this, Yang Jie felt a surge of anger and shouted, "That brat killed my grandson! My order to hunt him down was merely an act of blood for blood. Besides, that brat is alive and well now. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

"Not only did you hunt down the son of my clan's ancestor, but now you're spouting nonsense. You're really tired of living." Lord Jiang's eyes were icy cold, and the aura of a supreme sage surged forth.

"The progenitor's own son? The emperor's son!"

The people in the Purple Mansion were startled, but then became puzzled: how could the Jiang family still have an imperial prince who survived to this generation?

But Lord Jiang didn't give them a chance to speak further. He waved his hand and shouted, "Kill!"

In an instant, war drums thundered and horns blared, as dozens of powerful figures soared from the sacred mountain, unleashing their weapons and blasting towards the gates of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"boom!"

The divine power was like a vast ocean, sweeping across all directions, causing the void to collapse inch by inch, like a surging sea, impacting the array patterns of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.