NOVEL NEXT Chapter 357: War Looms
At the intersection of the two realms, scavengers often roam, even if the twenty families block the news, it eventually gets spread.
Consider the levels of Earth realm, even the Gods of Heavenly realm joining forces have yet to break open the entrance to the Song world, what does this signify.
It signifies that there is a top-level Divine Lord stationed within the Song realm; however, this possibility is not very high, as it's merely a minor realm with a Level 3 restriction. With a powerful Divine Lord entering, there's only two possibilities: one, being suppressed by the realm, causing a sharp drop in level. Even then, no powerful Divine Lord could withstand months of bombardment by numerous Heavenly Gods under Level 3 restrictions. Secondly, the realm may collapse under the terror of the Divine Lord's force, disintegrating into oblivion. If so, why would the top Divine Lord remain stationed in the Song realm?
In conclusion, the likeliest possibility is the emergence of a rare treasure in Song, and it's one of those mysterious spatial treasures!
Only this can explain everything, provide clarity.
Soon, the news about the Song realm's treasure was spread across both domains.
Numerous families heard and came forth.
Initially, those twenty families could still depend on their might and the strong heritage to intimidate those who wanted to meddle.
But as more and more families arrived, even they found it difficult to control the situation, forced to provide explanations.
"As I've said, Song only has grievances with our families. This attack on Song is purely to settle our scores. This barren realm doesn't possess any treasures. You are all exceptional figures across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, how can you lightly believe such rumors?" The He Family Heavenly Gods explained to the crowd.
Upon hearing this, an elderly gentleman with a gloomy expression stepped forward, completely unafraid of the opponent's might in the Heavenly realm, sneering, "If you say there's none, then there's none. But if we simply believe that and go, wouldn't it be a wasted trip? Besides, Song does produce a particular berry, doesn't it? Its market price isn't cheap. Your families have controlled Song for years; perhaps it's time to share some profits, eating alone is not advisable."
In response to the old man's words, the He Family Heavenly God ancestor sneered coldly; it was clear to him that these people weren't just here for the elusive treasure rumors — they were eyeing Song's berries. Particularly since even the Dukeesa family issued a purchase order, anything that interests such families will definitely gain future popularity. The price of these purple berries might well see exponential growth — all in Yuan Currency!
"Hmph! Aren't you overthinking? We've run Song for years; it's become our private possession. Can I take this as a declaration of war from your families against us?" The He Family Heavenly God ancestor spoke with confidence; though there were over thirty families exerting pressure, the twenty families were still unafraid, firmly holding a slight upper hand.
"Have you conquered Song? What do you mean by years of management? As far as I know, you've been buying the purple berries through trade with the Song realm, no? Yet... heh, your pricing is quite vicious! Relying solely on worthless things like gold and silver — it's clear that all your transactions are risk-free profit-making ventures; your means are utterly disgusting!"
Hearing the mockery, the He Family Heavenly God ancestor's face darkened: "The way we trade was agreed upon after negotiations with the Song realm. If you continue to slander, don't blame me for taking action!"
"Haha!" The elder sneered once, then fell silent.
Thus, the two parties stood off outside the Song world.
And at that moment, a spatial fluctuation appeared in the Song realm.
Everyone quickly looked over, seeing a slight weakening in the spatial blockade.
Could the spatial blockade be breaking?
Everyone froze for a moment, but soon, the investigators brought back word: "The blockade is still there, but oddly, a Level restriction has appeared, seemingly allowing those below Third Transition to enter."
"Below Third Transition?" The Heavenly realm ancestors nodded slightly. To be honest, the army behind them didn't have many beneath Third Transition; such beings are somewhat low-level — unworthy to be included in the army.
"Immediately send word to the Family Head to dispatch the Second Transition reserve force!"
As for those external families, someone spoke up at this moment: "Old He, is it possible to let us also send people in to investigate? Should no trace of the treasure be found, we'll simply retreat, providing the Family Head with an account."
Upon hearing this, the He Family Heavenly God ancestor pondered for a moment; mere Second Transition ants shouldn't stir much trouble, then agreed: "Yes, but their numbers can only be half ours."
Those external families were displeased but chose not to argue further, not knowing Song's current situation at all; they weren't here for a losing proposition. If they were to fall out with the twenty families, it would be after profits were ensured.
Two days later, a total of fifty-seven Second Transition troops assembled and began moving towards the Song world.
By this time, Lu Hong had long led the Blood-colored Divine Might Army, ready on the other side of the spatial blockade, waiting for their arrival.
Upon sensing spatial teleportation fluctuations, Lu Hong stirred his Bloodline Power, loudly calling: "Where is the Divine Might Army!"
"Here!"
"Here!"
"Here!"
In an instant, murderous intent soared to the skies, shaking the heavens.
"Your trial has arrived! Though their Levels match, might even be lower, their numbers are a hundredfold, thousands more than yours. Do you have the guts to hold this line, not retreat a step, and protect the Song realm?"
"Fight till the end, don't retreat!"
"Fight till the end, don't retreat!"
"Fight till the end, don't retreat!"
The resounding cheers of the Blood-colored Divine Might Army brought tears to the eyes of the Song Duke and the Song soldiers behind the line.
Many even felt ashamed for previously shutting out the Blood-colored Divine Might Army.
Look at them, standing at the forefront for the Song realm, willing to risk their lives for Song.
Originally, the Song Duke didn't believe.
Two days ago, Lu Hong approached the Song Duke, explaining that the spatial blockade weakened due to the constant bombardment from external heavenly gods, allowing Second Transition and below to move freely.
Such words left the Song Duke startled; Song had just received Lu Hong warrior heritage, the time since blinking short. Even those geniuses comprehending it would be halted at First Transition Level 3 due to realm suppression, with no means to further advance.
But the external families are different; they are suppressed from higher levels, only restricting their Levels, not their Magic Power reserves, quality, weapons, experience, or Skill tiers — more adept than Song's forces, completely unstoppable. Not to mention, twenty families had been offended!
"State... State Preceptor, didn't you promise the mutant beast's spatial blockade would remain intact? How has it weakened so soon? Could it completely vanish within a year or two?"
"It won't," Lu Hong smiled, patting the Song Duke's shoulder: "Rest assured, since I promised you, I'll resolve it. That's why I brought troops over; otherwise, what do you think prompted me to bring the army into Song?"
"This..." The Song Duke felt uncertain; who truly knows if Lu Hong's real intentions weren't to covet Song? Caution remained essential.
Knowing external families would invade Song, Lu Hong proactively suggested holding the frontline at the Song world's entrance.
This move, naturally, the Song Duke wouldn't reject; having someone volunteer to die for Song was a cause for celebration.
Yet the Song Duke wouldn't pin victory solely on Lu Hong, still deploying troops, stationed ten miles behind the Blood-colored Divine Might Army, forming a second line of defense.
Moreover, responding to Song's call, a continuous flow of forces converged on the second line. This time, the Song Duke was determined to fight the external families head-on with the nation's strength.
He thought deeply; although living in submission like Nono may be feasible for survival, if there's even a glimmer of hope to free Song from family exploitation, the Song realm would have a future.
A self-sacrificing emperor for his dynasty, even in death, should be immortalized in a glorious saga.