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第四千零四十二章 千万修士

In the mountains, a day is but a day; in the world, a thousand years have passed.

Both cultivation practitioners from Nailed Dragon Realm and the fallen celestial demons who had descended here were busily preparing for the impending great battle.

They gathered their forces, prepared treasures, and devised various lethal strategies. Time was precious. The swifter one acted, the greater the chance of victory.

In a short while, Nailed Dragon Realm seemed to have become unusually tranquil. Both sides appeared to have reached an unspoken agreement, temporarily ceasing hostilities in hopes that they could defeat their enemies once and for all.

But such peace was clearly temporary. As clouds gathered, so did tension. This fragile balance would inevitably be broken one day.

Thus, the day of final battle finally arrived.

It was a tranquil morning, with warm sunlight pouring down from the sky. The square in front of Cloud Concealment Sect's main hall was filled with cultivation practitioners numbering in the tens of thousands. Each and every one was above the Spirit Concentration realm.

Remember that the path to immortality is arduous. Although Nailed Dragon Realm was vast, those who could reach the Spirit Concentration realm were few and far between. While it couldn't be said for certain, at least 90% of all Spirit Concentration practitioners had gathered here.

Eliminating the fallen celestial demons was crucial to everyone's cultivation path; they couldn't afford to avoid or hide from this battle. Besides those from various sects and schools, famous independent cultivators also flocked to aid in the fight.

In contrast, the number of Spirit Concentration realm cultivators was but a drop in the ocean compared to the assembled forces. Outside the square, countless Core Formation and Immortal Fruit stage practitioners could be seen, their numbers so vast that they seemed to cover the entire mountain range. Cloud Concealment Range was nearly bursting at its seams.

Lin Xuan had counted the number of participants; there were close to ten million in total. While the Three Realms War was grand, such a battle involving nearly ten million cultivators was rare indeed.

Lin Xuan's goal was to secure victory with this single battle. The lowest realm among those participating was Core Formation. Below that, due to the vast disparity in strength, lower realms were of no use. Low-rank cultivators, though insignificant to these beings, were crucial to the cultivation world as they could grow into pillars of their sects in a thousand years.

Therefore, even when condensation core practitioners volunteered for battle, Lin Xuan had his people reject them all. This earned him respect from the other cultivators.

Dong…

Despite the large number of participants, no one moved or made a sound.

It wasn't completely silent; the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, but there was no chaotic noise.

Until the deep, ancient bell rang three times, its grand and primitive tone filling the air with an aura of primordial antiquity. The cultivators involuntarily raised their heads, focusing their gazes on a large hall in front.

Zhī…

When the bell sounded for the third time, the doors opened, and a startling spiritual pressure surged out, enveloping the entire Cloud Concealment Range. However, none of the cultivators felt discomfort; instead, they felt refreshed.

Gradually, over a thousand figures emerged from within, their numbers modest compared to the total number of participants. Yet every one of these was at the Transcendence stage or higher.

No mistake!

Over a thousand cultivators were at the Transcendence stage.

Ninety percent of Nailed Dragon Realm's top experts had gathered here. Any one of them could be considered a dominant force, and it wasn't wrong to say that they were like dragons seen only from their heads.

But now, they were united.

Not for any other reason; if the fallen celestial demons weren't defeated, even these powerful beings might fall at any moment.

With the inter-realm battle already underway, no one could avoid involvement. Since they couldn't stay out of it, it was better to join forces and fight together.

Lin Xuan was among the first to step forward. Unremarkable in appearance, he still drew everyone's attention.

"Salute the Alliance Leader!"

"Salute all seniors!"

The cultivators on the square bowed respectfully.

"Please rise, my fellow daoists. There is no need for such formalities. The battle ahead will require our concerted efforts. I assure you that as long as we unite and work together, we can defeat the fallen celestial demons."

Lin Xuan's clear voice echoed through the air, clear enough to be heard by every cultivator in Cloud Concealment Range, as if spoken right into their ears.

With the final battle about to begin, Lin Xuan needed to boost morale. His impassioned speech was easy given how much havoc the fallen celestial demons had wreaked over these years, easily uniting everyone against a common enemy.

At that moment, a golden light appeared in the distance, more brilliant than sunlight itself. It seemed to move from the horizon and suddenly came close.

It was a flying sword message!

Lin Xuan's face showed signs of surprise as he cast his sleeve aside, revealing a streak of green light that captured the golden message.

He released his divine sense.

Then Lin Xuan's expression darkened with displeasure. He cursed inwardly; Nailed Dragon Immortal was indeed cunning. He would naturally come for the battle, but at critical moments, he would surely make an appearance.

Make an appearance?

Lin Xuan nearly lost his composure. His brother was cunning indeed; did he think Lin Xuan didn't know what he had planned? He just wanted to avoid taking on the responsibility of leading the attack, so he delayed coming here until now.

How dare he say that he would make a grand entrance at critical moments! The audacity!

Lin Xuan fumed inwardly but maintained his composure. He raised his sleeve and held up the flying sword message: "Fellow daoists, this is from my brother, Nailed Dragon Immortal. He says he will lead the experts from Penglai Immortal Isle to join us in attacking the fallen celestial demons' headquarters. Nailed Dragon Immortal has already set out."

Before his words had fully settled, cheers like waves of sound washed over him. Lin Xuan's reputation was considerable, but it hadn't reached that of Nailed Dragon Immortal yet.

For months, Nailed Dragon Immortal hadn't joined Cloud Concealment Sect as expected, which was the most concerning aspect for the cultivators. Hearing he had set out and would join them in this battle greatly boosted their morale.

"Good, let's go."

Lin Xuan waved his hand.

Before his words could fully leave his mouth, several black-robed cultivators stepped out of the square.

These were all Spirit Concentration late-stage practitioners and famous array masters from Nailed Dragon Realm. They bowed to Lin Xuan before casting their sleeves aside, releasing a few colorful array flags that shimmered with mystery. (To be continued...)

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