Marquis Ziyang took the bronze seal ribbon from the Great Elder without hesitation. A moment later, the bronze seal ribbon glowed with cyan light and was completely refined.
"Alright, Great Elder, tell me about the situation in the Desolate Border so that I can be prepared!" Marquis Ziyang said after refining the bronze seal ribbon and putting it back into his body.
"My lord, the entire Desolate Border is roughly divided into five regions. The Desolate Border City, where the Ancestral Court is located, is defending the central region of the Desolate Border. The Gu Yuan Tribe is leading the west, the Baize Marquis Tribe is leading the east, the Jingshi Tribe and the Tianhu Tribe are defending the north, and the Tiantai Tribe is in charge of the south!"
Then, Master Ming He reported the current situation of the entire Desolate Border to Marquis Ziyang. It took him half an hour to report the changes that had happened in the nearby Myriad Mountain Region, Myriad Spirit Region, and other human regions, as well as the news that the Ancestral Court had obtained through various channels, to Marquis Ziyang.
"I didn't expect the crisis in the Desolate Border to have reached such a level. The alien races are so rampant. It must have been hard for you all to defend the territory of the human world."
Divine Marquis Purple Sun's voice sounded again. To be able to obtain the honor of being conferred the title of Divine Marquis, the number of foreign races that had died in his hands was definitely innumerable, and he had even saved the bloodline of countless human brethren. He could naturally see the intentions behind the decision made in the desolate border.
"Just now, the Great Elder said that the alien races hiding in the Desolate Border have received support from the alien races' small world in the Dongxu Region. They have begun to gather in large numbers to attack our human battalions. Now, including the Ancestral Court, you and the other large tribes have not interfered too much. You want to use the alien races to ignite the blood of the human race."
"I didn't expect you all to be so decisive when the alien races are facing a disaster. You want to use blood to create an iron-blooded lion!
I don't know what the result will be. "
"Court Lord, we have no choice but to do this. Even if we try our best, we can't take care of the safety of all the human combat divisions. Up until now, the foreign combat masters haven't truly descended. Even if we can protect them for a while, we can't protect them forever."
"Even if we protect them now, when the alien races descend on a large scale, we can't avoid the bloody battle between the human battalions and the alien races."
"Instead of waiting until then, why don't we take advantage of the fact that the other races are only a small group of them stirring up trouble, have our Desolate Border human clans start attacking the other races now, gradually adapt to the encirclement of the other races. When the other races truly descend, the remaining clans, perhaps, can adapt to the baptism of blood and slaughter."
"Only in the midst of life and death can we truly become iron-blooded warriors. Only with blood and bones can we forge an awe-inspiring dignity. This time, the Desolate Border Human Domain has no way out. We can only fight to the death!"
The desolate voice silenced the entire hall. Those words seemed to be simple, but they needed to be dyed with the blood of countless human compatriots. Only through the baptism of blood and the raising of venomous insects by the hands of the non-humankind, could the humankind truly grow fast and enter the state of bloody battles against the non-humankind. This was something that no human race could avoid!
"I don't agree. This isn't raising Gu, this isn't igniting the blood of the human race. This is blatantly ignoring the lives of our human compatriots!"
Finally, a human Zun couldn't hold back his anger anymore. His eyes were red as he said, "Millions of human compatriots have been lost, countless human battalions have been burned to the ground. Such a heavy price. Those babies who are only a few years old and are still crying piteously, what crime do they have? What crime do those elderly, women, and children have? The destruction of their clans, the extinction of their clans, this price is too great. If this continues, even if there are billions of humans in the Desolate Border, it will be enough for the alien races to slaughter."
"The ancestral court of the human race guards the Desolate Border to protect the earth, to protect the human race. The other battalions also have the same duty. Now, you've closed your gates, how are you going to face your compatriots who are being slaughtered by the alien races?"
The Venerable One's eyes were filled with rage, and his aura was rather erratic. It was clear that he had suffered serious injuries, and he had yet to fully recover. However, his furious voice suppressed the entire hall at this moment.
In all fairness, Xiao Chen felt that the words of this old Venerate were not wrong. However, logically speaking, even if all the forces of the entire Desolate Border worked together, they would not be able to take care of the entire Desolate Border. Furthermore, the true danger of the foreign races had not arrived yet.
If they acted rashly and suffered too many losses, when the alien races came in the future, the Desolate Border would no longer have the power to resist, and there would be the danger of falling. At that time, the ones who would be slaughtered would be all the people in the Desolate Border.
Protecting the human world was the responsibility of every battalion and every human. Right now, these ordinary battalions could only save themselves. Even though millions of people had died, many ordinary tribes in the Desolate Border had begun to unite, forming a tribal alliance to resist the invasion of the alien races. They had begun to gradually adapt to the invasion of the alien races.
This old Zun was filled with anger. The entire hall was filled with sighs. Just like that, the old Zun let out all the dissatisfaction in his heart. Even Marquis Ziyang couldn't help but sigh.
The invasion of the alien races was truly difficult for the human tribes in the Desolate Border to resist. In fact, this scene didn't only exist in a corner of the Desolate Border. The entire Eastern Wasteland, even the powerful Eastern Royal Region, couldn't avoid it, because the alien races that the Eastern Royal Region faced were even stronger.
In the end, the old Zun became silent and sat down on the stone chair, looking slightly dispirited. He also understood that this was the strategy that the Ancestral Court had formulated, but it was the consensus of the vast majority of the Zun Venerables. He couldn't change anything by himself. He just wanted to vent the anger in his heart.
If the Desolate Border couldn't even defend the human world and fell under the iron hooves of the alien races, the entire Desolate Border would no longer have a chance of survival.
After a while, Xiao Chen finally learned the identity of the old Zun Venerables from the older generation beside him. This angry old Zun Venerables was also an old Zun Venerables who had just woken up from a deep sleep. These days, although the Ancestral Court didn't take action and let the alien races wreak havoc, this old Zun Venerables frequently went out of the Ancestral Court to kill the alien races and save countless human compatriots who had been eaten by the alien races.
However, the strength of one person had its limits. No matter how the old Zun Venerables risked his life, he still couldn't change the situation in front of him.
This was a true warrior. Even though he had been sealed in a blood stone and slept for a thousand years, the blood in his old body hadn't turned cold yet!
Similarly, Xiao Chen also knew that it wasn't that the Ancestral Court didn't take action. The older Zun Venerables wouldn't have been awakened from the blood stone if they hadn't been in a real crisis. It was because these days, they had already been fighting with the Zun Venerables of the alien races. If it weren't for these older Zun Venerables guarding the Dongxu World and preventing the alien races from descending upon the Desolate Border, the current crisis in the Desolate Border would be ten times, or even a hundred times worse.
Similarly, if the human battle divisions in the Desolate Border couldn't even resist the wandering Zun Venerables of the alien races, how could they defend the Desolate Border?
"Alright!" Suddenly, Marquis Ziyang said. Suddenly, the hall quieted down again.
"Now, outside the Eastern Wasteland, there are thirty-three alien small worlds. Among them, the Central Cluster has the most alien small worlds, with a total of eleven. In the Southern Domain of the Eastern Wasteland, there are three alien small worlds: the Blood Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Scorpion Clan!"
"If nothing unexpected happens, the dozens of human clusters in the Southern Domain of the Eastern Wasteland will need to resist the joint attack of these three alien races. It's really dangerous to resist the three alien races with just the Southern Domain of the Eastern Wasteland. For this reason, the Eastern Emperor's Palace has sent Elders, including me, to various places where the Human Clan is weak, to take over as Court Lords to resist the alien races."
"Before coming to the Desolate Border, I heard that the Desolate Border is barren and that martial arts are not prominent. However, the resources in front of me are beyond my expectations. All the high-end fighting forces in a region can only compare to a Legendary Marquis Division."
"A Legendary Marquis Division can barely suppress a small region of the Human Clan. But that was in the past. Now that the crisis has come, it is far from enough. I agree with the strategy you all made before. The Human Clan thrives in the Mortal World. Every human in any battle division has a responsibility to defend their land!"
Marquis Ziyang's voice was like a great bell, shaking the entire hall. He also didn't expect that the strength of the Desolate Border would be so weak.
"However!"
As he spoke, Marquis Ziyang's tone changed. He scanned the people in the hall and continued, "The warriors of the Ancestral Court and the other tribes must block the Venerable and above Almighty Figures of the alien races outside the Dongxu Realm. They must not be allowed to descend into the Mortal World. Let the battle divisions fight with the ordinary Battle Masters of the alien races."
Hearing Supremacy Zi Yang's words, Xiao Chen nodded his head in agreement. To an ordinary human combat division, a powerful being from a foreign race was definitely a disaster. Nurturing Gu and training troops needed to be around the same level in order to be effective.
"The entire Eastern Wasteland is in danger. Death is meaningless, but it is unavoidable!"
Divine Marquis Zi Yang's voice was firm and forceful. To be honest, even if they were here, even if they were at the Venerable Realm, in the face of the entire small world of the alien races, they were just a drop in the ocean, unable to cause even the slightest ripple!