Invasion

Li Huang ventured deeper into the cave, his surroundings enveloped in darkness. Only a faint glow emanating from his spiritual energy provided a small flicker of light. His gaze sharpened with intrigue as he discovered something extraordinary—a spiritual vein lay before him. Although it appeared an ordinary white, it radiated a profound power beyond estimation. Li Huang murmured to himself, "Spiritual veins are divided into five ranks… Common, Mysterious, Earthly, Heavenly, and Emperor. This seems to be a Heavenly-grade vein…"

Before he could investigate further, a shadow from the Dark Shadow Secret Unit appeared beside him, swiftly kneeling and reporting with urgency, "Your Majesty, we have trouble at the northern border of the Star Continent. Demon beasts from the sea are amassing and preparing to invade in three days, likely drawn by the spiritual energy surge. Additionally, forces from neighboring continents are mobilizing toward the Heavenly Flame Dynasty from all directions."

Li Huang listened calmly and asked, "How large is their force?"

"Your Majesty, the sea demon beasts number around ten million, but their power mostly lies at the Spirit Sea level. The strongest among them are at the Saint King level. The forces from other continents are primarily scouts, though several large forces have dispatched troops to the Star Continent. Altogether, they number approximately five million, and their strongest warriors are only at the Saint King level, much like the demon beasts."

Hearing this, Li Huang chuckled softly. "They certainly have keen noses, detecting even the faintest scent… I thought my seal was swift, yet it couldn't escape the attention of those hounds." He shook his head slightly, a mocking smile on his lips.

After a moment's contemplation, he issued immediate orders. He mobilized 40,000 Golden Throne Army soldiers and 30,000 Dark Shadow Secret Unit members to the northern border of the Star Continent, assigning Zhi Yuan to lead and halt the sea demon beasts' invasion. He also dispatched Hei Long, along with the Black Dragon Cavalry and an additional 10,000 Dark Shadow Secret Unit members, to eliminate any other forces encroaching on his land. The remaining forces were assigned to their respective duties.

With orders dispatched, all units moved to their designated positions. Li Huang himself chose to join the battle, aiming to minimize unnecessary casualties. He was acutely aware that reviving each soldier came at a high cost, and he wished to avoid needless losses.

Li Huang had no interest in the motives of those intruding on the Star Continent. Whatever their reasons for coming, his task was clear: to annihilate every last one, sparing no one. The recent events he had encountered only fueled his desire for strength and control, pushing him to accelerate his growth to seize his own destiny.

Meanwhile, on the White Moon Continent, chaos erupted. A voice full of fury and desperation echoed through the land. A man shouted, "Who are you? Why are you destroying our sect?" His question met with no answer—only a spiritual arrow that pierced his head with precise accuracy. His body collapsed to the ground, blood pooling beneath him, while cries for mercy and screams of terror resounded not only within this sect but throughout the White Moon Continent.

Tian Yi and the Heaven's Arrow Unit moved without mercy, their spiritual arrows striking with unerring accuracy from afar. Pleas for mercy and the sounds of devastation filled the air, turning the entire continent into a ruthless battlefield. Resistance was met with merciless slaughter; all who dared to oppose were cut down without compassion.

High in the vast sky, numerous airships floated amidst the clouds as the leaders aboard engaged in excited, confident discussions about their intended destination.

"Are you certain the spiritual vein is here?" one man asked, his voice laced with doubt.

Another responded confidently, "Of course! I've foreseen it; there's no mistake!"

Suddenly, an explosion echoed through the air. Boom! An airship beside them erupted into fragments, shocking everyone on the remaining vessels.

"Who dares to attack the airship of my clan?" another man shouted in fury. But before his words even faded, his own airship was struck and exploded in turn.

Then, Hei Long's powerful voice cut through the chaos with chilling calm. "You have trespassed upon the territory of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty. The penalty is death."

At his command, waves of dark dragon energy—tens of thousands strong and brimming with overwhelming power—surged toward the remaining airships. Screams of agony and despair filled the air as the destruction unfolded. Among the few survivors, one man watched the carnage, despair evident in his eyes as he muttered in a trembling voice, "They're all... Saints... all of them..."

Boom! Another explosion followed swiftly. The remaining airships crumbled one by one, leaving nothing but trails of devastation across the sky.

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, Li Huang fixed his gaze upon a large gathering of people who were poised to attack a lone man. A slight smile formed on his lips as he gathered his energy, conjuring a massive fireball in his hand. Flames roared, ready to incinerate everything in their path.

Without hesitation, Li Huang hurled the fireball at the crowd. The blazing flames surged toward his enemies with fierce speed and intensity. But just then, a powerful energy materialized in mid-air, dissipating Li Huang's fireball instantly.

A cold, menacing voice emanated from the force. "You dare touch my disciple?"

Li Huang continued to smile, his gaze fixed on the spirit before him, undeterred by its immense power. His eyes gleamed with interest. "Your disciple? I was only helping him."

Fearlessly, Li Huang increased the power in his hand once more, forming another massive fireball. Flames ignited, ready to obliterate all in their path. With a decisive thrust, he propelled the fireball forward while glancing at the young man caught in the chaos.

Name: Feng Tian

Identity: Son of Destiny, Disciple of the Tenth Elder of the Sacred Land of the Purple Moon

Cultivation Level: Spirit Establishment, Level 6

Physique: Chaos Sword Physique (Emperor Level), Pure Sword Bones (Emperor Level)

Affinity: 0