The Sound Transmission Across a Thousand Miles! A unique magical artifact bequeathed from the Ancient Era. Through it, messages could be conveyed with supreme speed, delivering the most crucial news across vast, ocean-spanning distances instantaneously. However, this wondrous implement was severely limited: each piece could only be used twenty times before becoming inert.
The method for creating the Sound Transmission Across a Thousand Miles has been lost to time. Yet, in every royal court and major legion across the nations, there were dedicated Sound Transmission Masters, adepts in spatial magic. With the supplementary prowess of these Masters and their uncanny command over space, the usage limitations of the artifact vanished entirely.
This reality meant that instant communication was not impossible on the Mafa Continent; it was simply a convenience reserved exclusively for the ruling houses and the great military forces sworn to their banners! —The Book of Sand—Ancient Treasures: Sound Transmission Across a Thousand Miles
The victory at the Battle of Yuncheng stunned the continent, prompting nations to rush transmissions in response. Originally, due to the vast distances of the oceans, news would take at least half a month to reach the Continent of Bichi, contingent upon the conventional method relying on specialized Thunder Eagles for delivery in the Ranger World.
But within the royal courts and the military spheres, a far swifter means of conveying intelligence existed: the Sound Transmission Across a Thousand Miles.
The Bichi Royal Family, upon receiving the dispatches from the Dragon-Fiend Continent, wasted no time in announcing the news to the world. This allowed the Continent of Bichi to learn the latest war developments from the Dragon-Fiend Continent almost simultaneously.
It wasn't just Bichi; the Continent of Cangyue shared the same sudden illumination!
For a moment, the entire Sacred Word Alliance erupted; every citizen burst forth in cheers and jubilation!
And in the Ranger World, the reaction was seismic! One must remember that the greatest contributor to the Yuncheng victory, Huo Yao Xing Chen (Blazing Star), hailed from the Ranger World of Bichi!
The Moon Sect of the Day Sky Gate—Divine Moon Palace!
“Xingchen!” At this moment, Yan Luo gazed down at the Ranger Times in her hand, having scrutinized it no less than a hundred times. Yet, she couldn't resist looking again and again. In her memory, that innocent, childlike face now seemed veiled in a soft, hazy halo. Who would have thought that in just two years, he would become a Heavenly Fiend Warrior, and a hero whose name resonated across the land?
No, I must strive harder. I absolutely cannot allow myself to fall too far behind him!
Beside her, Qian Yue appeared visibly downcast, steeped in melancholy. Two years had passed. The girl who was once a mere child had blossomed into a graceful young woman, becoming renowned throughout the Moon Sect as a petite beauty, and the object of affection for many male disciples. Alas, while she had grown in stature, her mind remained unchanged—still clinging to that childish disposition! Yet, her demeanor today was strangely atypical. The perceptive Yan Luo quickly noticed: “What’s wrong, Qian Yue? Are you feeling unwell?”
“I have a slight headache. I’m going back to rest,” Qian Yue murmured as she exited the great hall.
Strange! What has come over Qian Yue today!
Shabak! Mo Zhantian, Li Xie, and the others stared with equal astonishment. “We never imagined that the current Lan Se Shan Dian (Blue Lightning) would become so impossibly distant.” Mo Zhantian sighed helplessly. “Send orders down: local branches are to cease entanglement with the Star-Moon Alliance. Furthermore, rescind the bounty order posted on the Dragon Ranking.”
It seems this vengeance will never be exacted! Mo Zhantian managed a bitter smile.
Dragon Abyss Gate!
On the expansive training ground, sword lights flashed fiercely, sending astonishing sword qi surging in all directions, stirring up swirling sand and stones around them. All the disciples of the Dragon Abyss Gate watched in horrified awe!
Two years! Merely two years!
That detestable fellow has grown so powerful! Never before had Longyuan Feixue felt such utter frustration and helplessness! Since birth, the halo of genius had clung tightly to her.
At seven, she mastered the Basic Swordsmanship; at ten, the Assault Swordsmanship; at twelve, the Assassination Swordsmanship; at fourteen, the Half-Moon Scimitar; at fifteen, Protective Battle Aura and Savage Charge; at sixteen, she forged the Blazing Fire Sword Technique, the hallmark of an Azure Moon Warrior. At nineteen, she reached the apex cultivation of an Azure Moon Warrior!
Such astonishing progress in cultivation truly validated the title of genius bestowed upon Longyuan Feixue. Once, she herself was stunned and intoxicated by her own incredible pace of advancement. She paid no heed to the praise of outsiders, considering it her due. But! Two years ago, the comet-like rise of the Blue Lightning, appearing like a phantom, erupted. Beneath that dazzling brilliance, the former halo of genius surrounding Longyuan Feixue seemed pale and insignificant.
In the Ranger World of Bichi, Longyuan Feixue was acknowledged as the most outstanding genius. Yet, above her, there existed an even more terrifying anomaly, a monster surpassing common imagination—the Blue Lightning!
A Heavenly Fiend Warrior at seventeen! And one of the most powerful among them! What kind of unimaginable existence was this?
For the first time, Longyuan Feixue felt that chasing the footsteps of that man was an utterly unreachable prospect!
However, the concept of surrender was utterly foreign to Longyuan Feixue’s understanding! No, she could not wait any longer. She must begin the ascent to the pinnacle, even if it meant facing nine deaths!
Whoosh! Longyuan Feixue sheathed her sword, her expression resolute. She gazed toward the horizon, a strange light flickering in her icy pupils!
Wait for me, Xingchen! Even if you are truly lightning, I will capture you!
Tiger Roar Gate!
“What? You intend to charge toward the Dragon-Fiend World?” Tiger Roar Changfeng stared in shock at the young warrior before him. “Are you insane? At your current cultivation level, attempting the ascent to the pinnacle in the Dragon-Fiend World is far too dangerous.”
“Yes.” Tiger Roar Shanye’s voice was firm. “I believe only at the brink of death can one maximally stimulate their inherent potential. While we practiced in seclusion, that fellow has undoubtedly struggled on the edge of life and death countless times. This is the true reason for his rapid ascent. Only brutal combat serves as the best method of cultivation.”
“Perhaps so.” Though filled with concern, Tiger Roar Changfeng felt a surge of fatherly pride at Tiger Roar Shanye’s startling transformation. “Extraordinary men attempt extraordinary deeds. Since this is your decision, then proceed as you wish!”
“En.” Tiger Roar Shanye nodded with unshakeable resolve. “I will surely succeed.”
Eagle True Gate!
Clutching the Ranger Times, the proud features of Eagle True Madman twisted into an unusual expression. His eyes, sharp as electricity, pierced the vast sky, seeming to gaze across endless void, fixing upon the other continent. Blue Lightning, one day I will catch you.
The Dragon-Fiend World? Since you could succeed in crossing over, I can certainly do the same!
Bear Overlord Gate!
Before the solemn main gate!
Bear Overlord Tianxia instinctively adjusted the spatial pack on his back, then mounted his warhorse and galloped away, leaving dust in his wake! Behind him stood the calm visage of Bear Overlord Cangmang.
Charging into the Dragon-Fiend World!
Tianxia, you will surely succeed! Because you are my son, Bear Overlord Cangmang’s son!
The victory at the Battle of Yuncheng greatly boosted the morale of the Prague Legion. They pressed their advantage, successively capturing cities like Cicheng, Shanggang, and Jinghai—all previously held by the Aotian Legion—finally driving the Aotian forces back to the sea. Thus, the main body of the Aotian Legion had withdrawn from the Dragon-Fiend Continent!
Even so, Jin Yao and the others dared not relax. They dispatched scouts along the coast to closely monitor every move the Aotian Legion made upon the water.
The Aotian Legion was renowned across the continent not only for its formidable land warfare but also its maritime prowess. Jin Yao and his comrades knew this better than anyone. No one could guarantee that the Aotian Legion wouldn't attempt a flanking maneuver by sea to launch a beach landing!
While they desperately wished to annihilate the Aotian Legion entirely, Mo Luo Aotian was no minor figure. Ever since witnessing the terrifying power of the Demon-Devouring Body, the Aotian Legion ceased direct confrontation with the Prague Legion. The ceding of Jinghai, Shanggang, and Cicheng was a deliberate choice by the Aotian Legion; otherwise, no matter how formidable the Prague Legion was, retaking those three cities would have demanded a heavy toll.
The continuous fighting left the entire Prague Legion utterly exhausted. Yet, the string of major victories had massively invigorated them. Even with extreme physical fatigue, the soldiers could barely suppress their fervent, soaring morale!
Sometimes, victory is the best stimulant. As long as victory flows unbroken, no one questions their ability to endure. However, the Prague Legion had now driven the Aotian Legion back to the sea, and despite their undiminished thirst for battle, they had nowhere to vent it.
Cicheng, the former enemy-occupied territory, was finally returned to the hands of the Dragon-Fiend Empire!
And the continuously campaigning Prague Legion welcomed a rare period of rest. Everyone took this opportunity to relax somewhat.
“Xingchen, is this the ruin where you ambushed Lanling?” Feng Qingtian observed the pile of fine, sand-like rubble with surprise.
“Yes. It wasn't like this back then; it was a heap of collapsed debris, with just a few remaining walls that could offer shelter. I planned to hide inside overnight, never imagining that the next morning, Lanling and his group would surround this place and unleash the forbidden spell, Fire Dragon’s Roar.” Recalling the formidable blast of Fire Dragon’s Roar a month ago still sent shivers down my spine.
“And you burst out from within the Fire Dragon’s Roar and caught them completely off guard,” Tong Lei exclaimed in astonishment. “What an astonishing magical explosion! To reduce even the ruins to such fine gravel shows how terrifying the explosive energy must have been.”
“It was truly fate,” Yun Xi murmured. “If anyone else had been caught in that blast, they would have been dead for sure. Who could imagine a living person emerging from such a staggering explosion? If it had been me, I would have been terrified out of my wits.”
“I had no choice. Otherwise, once discovered, I would certainly have met my end,” I admitted, feeling the narrow escape was still unreal even now.
“Lanling’s death was truly unjust,” Yun Xi sighed, filled with emotion. “Mo Luo Aotian probably racks his brain trying to figure out why you were hiding in these ruins.”
“Haha, that’s true,” Feng Qingtian laughed. “One can only say it was the will of heaven. If heaven wills his demise, no one can save him.”
But just then, the urgent sound of a horn suddenly echoed!
“Ah, that’s the emergency assembly horn summoning the highest-ranking generals.” Feng Qingtian gasped in surprise, instinctively looking at me. Although I hadn't been in the army long, wearing the Heavenly Fiend Battle Armor meant my rank was at least Seven-Star, equivalent to a Marshal! And this horn, transmitting through its unique frequency, conveyed an important message: all senior generals, Six-Star and above, must report to the Marshal's Mansion immediately.
“Could something major have happened again?” I asked, slightly surprised.
“Hurry to the Marshal's Mansion. Don’t be late,” Tong Lei urged quickly.
“En!” I dared not delay and rushed toward the Marshal's Mansion in flight.
“That fellow is already a Marshal,” Yun Xi watched the receding figure, her expression complex.
“Indeed. The continent’s youngest Heavenly Fiend Warrior, and the youngest Marshal,” Xia Ya murmured. “Who knows how much further he can grow.”
“We must also accelerate our pace,” Han Yunzhen stated seriously. “The gap between us and him widens daily. If we don’t catch up now, we might not even see his back soon.”
“We will,” Tong Lei’s resolute face flashed with determination. “After this war ends, I will begin my push toward the pinnacle path.”
“Oh? Can’t wait any longer?” Yun Xi smiled faintly.
“Yes. If I wait any longer, I’ll never catch up to that guy in this lifetime,” Feng Qingtian added, her face equally firm. “Let’s start by attempting the pinnacle path.”
Han Yunzhen and Xia Ya nodded almost unconsciously!
A certain large courtyard in Dragon-Fiend City!
“Marshal, we have just received a Sound Transmission Across a Thousand Miles. The Aotian Legion has been forced to retreat to the sea,” Yin Ke respectfully presented the battle report into Mo Luo Yinfeng’s hand.
“I never imagined they would actually lose,” Mo Ling marveled. “It seems the Demon-Devouring Body is truly the nemesis of mages.”
“The matter is far from that simple,” Mo Luo Yinfeng seemed unsurprised. “Mo Luo Aotian would certainly be aware of the Demon-Devouring Body’s terror and must have made ample preparations. But who can explain how that Blue Lightning managed to breach layer upon layer of defense to finally reach Mo Luo Tianfeng’s inner ranks before approaching them? The interception by Mo Luo Zhanlong, the two Holy Beast White Tigers Xuan Yi and Xuan Zhi, and the Fire Phoenix Soaring Strike launched by Mo Luo Aotian uniting with the four Heavenly Rainbow Archmages, Mo Luo Tianfeng among them, and six Cardinal Priests—none of it stopped him.” Finishing this, a hint of longing flashed across Mo Luo Yinfeng’s grim face. “Who can tell me how the Blue Lightning managed to evade Mo Luo Aotian’s interception, relying on the Dragon Shadow Crossing the Void, even under the pressure of the Fire Phoenix Soaring Strike?”
“Dragon Shadow Crossing the Void,” Mo Yin murmured, repeating the phrase. “I’d long heard rumors that the Blue Lightning displayed an impossibly brilliant aerial combat technique when facing Luo Yan. I thought it was exaggerated, but now it seems this Dragon Shadow Crossing the Void is truly miraculous.”
Mo Luo Yinfeng then stated gravely, “The mere Demon-Devouring Body is not terrifying. As long as a warrior of equal rank is deployed, it can be managed. The truly dreadful element is that this Blue Lightning not only possesses the Demon-Devouring Body, immune to magical attacks, but also possesses astonishing speed, superior combat talent, and most fatally, the miraculous Dragon Shadow Crossing the Void. I believe even the original Dragon Shadow reborn could not conceive of such a wildly imaginative method of breakthrough.” At this point, Mo Luo Yinfeng looked again toward the distant horizon. “Facing such an opponent, how can we possibly intercept him? This Blue Lightning absolutely cannot be allowed to live. This is only his first foray onto the battlefield; his experience is still shallow. Otherwise, Mo Luo Tianfeng and the others would never have escaped with their lives.”
“However, this outcome is not entirely bad. The defeat of the Aotian Legion has led the Dragon-Fiend Imperial Family to believe victory is assured, causing internal defenses to surely slacken,” Yin Ke said respectfully. “This presents us with an opportunity.”
“Precisely. If this decapitation mission were not so critical, I would absolutely not let that Blue Lightning live for a few more days,” Mo Luo Yinfeng decided. “The Eight Great Heavenly Fiends are all campaigning far away; this is precisely when the defense of Dragon-Fiend City is most vulnerable. We must seize this chance to strike down Jiu Yao Chongyang in one blow. The Dragon-Fiend Empire will inevitably splinter, and only then will we turn back to deal with the Blue Lightning.”
“Marshal, brilliant strategy,” Mo Yin praised. “It’s laughable that the Dragon-Fiend Imperial Family believes they are safe just because they repelled the Aotian Legion’s invasion!”
“Do not underestimate the Dragon-Fiend Imperial Family. I believe Jiu Yao Chongyang will surely be on guard. However, even if he suspects we will use this opportunity to infiltrate the Imperial Palace, he lacks the strength to stop us,” Mo Luo Yinfeng continued. “The Eight Great Heavenly Fiends are ten thousand miles away in Yuncheng. The first day of every month is when the barrier protecting the Imperial Palace is at its weakest. This time, we absolutely cannot miss the chance.” Mo Luo Yinfeng seemed to recall something and added, “If my guess is correct, Jidu and the others are rapidly returning to Dragon-Fiend City right now, and that Blue Lightning is certainly moving with them. Have Aotian devise a way to intercept them midway. If luck is on our side, we might eliminate the Blue Lightning then.”
“An excellent idea,” Mo Yin rejoiced. “Aotian suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Prague and will certainly not let it slide. This time they will surely spare no effort to ambush and kill them.”
“All we can do now is pray for their good luck,” Mo Yin said coldly.
“Good luck?” A sharp killing intent flashed across Mo Ling’s grim face. If anyone was lucky, it was that man. He could only hope his good fortune had run out this time.
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