"They'll regret it."
The middle-aged general sneered as he looked meaningfully at the cultivators and sects that had fled Battle Spear City.
The deputy general was startled. What did the general mean?
But since the general didn't say, he didn't dare to continue asking and pondered inwardly.
But soon, he knew why the general was like this.
News came from outside Battle Spear City that the cultivators and sects that had fled the city in advance had been intercepted by the Dark World before they could go far.
Not only did they lose their lives, but all their accumulated wealth also fell into the hands of the Dark World.
No one paid attention to the large number of ordinary civilians who had left Battle Spear City, but the cultivator clans and sects were all intercepted by the Dark World. No one knew how many Dark World forces were lying in ambush outside Battle Spear City. They only knew that more than two hundred clans and sects had been intercepted and destroyed by the Dark World forces in just one day.
There were only a few cultivators and sects that had successfully escaped Battle Spear City.
When the news reached Battle Spear City, all the cultivator clans and sects kept quiet out of fear and didn't dare to pack their belongings and flee the city.
It was clear that the Dark World had already set up layers of ambushes outside the city, waiting for the cultivator clans and sects in Battle Spear City to walk into the tiger's mouth.
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"Father, the Zhang Clan of North Street was attacked by the Dark World's Blood Fiend Sect outside the city. The entire clan of 3,700 people, including the Venerable Realm ancestor of the Zhang Clan, were all wiped out."
In a vast and elegant mansion, a middle-aged man spoke with a pale face and a slightly trembling voice.
Cloud Mountain's Qian Clan had always been on good terms with the Zhang Clan of North Street for generations. The two clans had been connected through marriage many times and had been friends for hundreds of years.
But who could have expected that the once glorious Zhang Clan of North Street would turn into dust and be wiped out from the world overnight?
"That stubborn old man of the Zhang Clan didn't listen to my advice.
How could the Dark World's turmoil be so easy to avoid? He's simply too naive! "
The leader of the group was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. He was full of grief and hatred.
Qian Zuoshan's face was pale as he secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He had previously advocated leaving Battle Spear City to avoid the Dark World's turmoil in advance. Fortunately, the Old Master of his clan had suppressed it. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
"Zuoshan, gather my Qian Clan and prepare to fight to the death with the Dark World.
At the same time, issue an order from the patriarch that none of the clansmen who are not in Battle Spear City are allowed to return. "
The Qian Clan's old ancestor's eyes were deep and serene. If the Battle Spear City were to be defeated in the Darkness Faction's turmoil, then there would definitely be a bloodbath.
Right now, there was only one path for them to take, and that was to do their best to survive this dark upheaval.
In fact, those clans and sects with hundreds or even thousands of years of history knew that once the Dark Notice was issued, cultivators who escaped from the city without permission would definitely be courting death.
The Dark World had always been cunning and insidious.
Every time before launching a dark rebellion, a dark notice would be issued in advance to disturb the enemy's morale, create internal strife, and divide the enemy's forces.
Those cultivator clans and sects who thought they could escape in advance were not only successfully separated by the Dark World, but they would also not let them go. In the end, they would be defeated one by one, and the people of the Dark World would take advantage of them.
Smart people knew that the so-called 19th of March, dark turmoil, was just a trick to fool people.
The true dark turmoil had already begun the moment the Darkness Notice was released.
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In the luxurious hall on the ninety-ninth floor of Nine Heavens Tower, Orange Light stood respectfully behind Gu Yun. He stood at a high point and looked at the vast Battle Spear City.
Battle Spear City was boundless and was divided into eight large districts. There were more than ten million people living in the city. Even if one stood at a height of a thousand meters, one could only barely see a corner of the city.
"Miss, what is our Nine Heavens Tower's stance on this dark rebellion?" Orange Light looked at his Miss.
No one knew that the famous Nine Heavens Tower in Xiling Country was actually only controlled by his Miss.
Her stance was the stance of the entire Nine Heavens Tower.
"A messenger from Demon Heart Palace secretly came to Nine Heavens Tower before. They hope that Nine Heavens Tower will not participate in this war, and the people of the Dark World will not touch any of Nine Heavens Tower's properties," Gu Yun said softly.
"Then what does Miss mean?"
Orange Light was not surprised at all. After all, Demon Heart Palace's target was the Warspear Academy. To be precise, it was the peerless headmaster of the Warspear Academy, Gu Qingyan. Nine Heavens Tower was the second most powerful force in Battle Spear City. It was natural that Demon Heart Palace wanted to see them not participate in this war.
"It's simple. Nine Heavens Tower does not want to be associated with the Dark World," Gu Yun said lightly.
Orange Light nodded. He had already guessed Miss's stance.
Miss was so proud and arrogant that she would not put Demon Heart Palace in her eyes.
Not to mention, Nine Heavens Pavilion was located in Battle Spear City, right next to the Battle Spear Academy. There were some things that they should do. Protecting Battle Spear City was not just the responsibility of the Battle Spear Academy alone.
"This time, Demon Heart Palace has mobilized so many people. I'm afraid they will return empty-handed."
Orange Light's lips curved into a faint smile. Nine Heavens Tower and Warspear Academy working together might not be afraid of Demon Heart Palace.
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Thousand Treasures Mountain, Tiangong Peak, one of the Nine Great Spiritual Peaks.
Heavenly Craftsmanship Peak was the Thousand Treasures Palace's holy land for forging. Xi Qianye had laid down an ancient array that connected the heavens and earth, drawing in the thunder and fire above the nine heavens and the earth fire below the nine hells to converge on Heavenly Craftsmanship Peak.
Tiangong Peak was different from the other Spiritual Peaks which were beautiful and immortal-like.
Tiangong Peak was shrouded by Heavenly Lightning and Earthly Fire twenty-four hours a day, emitting a destructive aura.
If one did not have the entry token of Tiangong Peak, even a Venerable would be in danger of being burned to death by Heavenly Lightning and Earthly Fire.
The Forging Hall of the Thousand Treasures Palace was on Tiangong Peak. It was led by Weapon Venerable Xun Rong, who was building a large high-quality forging team.
Currently, apart from Weapon Venerable Xun Rong, the rest of the members of Tiangong Peak were former disciples and apprentices that he had gathered from all over the Southern Barbarian Continent. They temporarily formed the Tiangong Hall.
At this moment, Xi Qianye was forging a magic weapon on the forging platform at the peak of Tiangong Peak. Usually, only Weapon Venerable Xun Rong was qualified to use the forging platform at the peak of Tiangong Peak. It could attract the purest Heavenly Lightning and Earthly Fire. After being refined by the Ancient Great Formation, it was a rare sacred place for forging.
Weapon Venerable Xun Rong dismissed all the disciples and apprentices of Tiangong Peak. He stood silently in the distance and watched Xi Qianye forge. His eyes were filled with amazement.
Master's forging skills were truly breathtaking.
He was only in the Zong Realm, but he could forge such a miraculous and unbelievable Desolate Weapon. It was as if he was possessed by a Craftsman God above the Nine Heavens.
The materials used for the Cold Iron Longsword were not very high-grade, but the feeling of forging it gave him a natural and perfect feeling that he could not even feel on a Saint Weapon.
Although the grade was not high, it represented the limit of the Heaven and Earth Law.
"A Supreme Desolate Weapon!"
Weapon Venerable Xun Rong stared at the longsword and pondered for a long time. In the end, he gasped.