Chapter 741 - 72: Central Continent’s Thirteenth Seat!

Chapter 741: Chapter 72: Central Continent’s Thirteenth Seat!

"Could it be that you, Younger Brother, were also summoned back?" True Monarch Iron Mountain glanced at Zhou Xun, then realized something, and said softly:

"It seems that the decisive battle to determine the fate of the South Sea is about to commence!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xun’s expression turned grave, and he nodded slowly.

In such an unprecedented war, it’s not just early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators like them who are at risk; even Great Cultivators may face the danger of falling.

In that great battle over three thousand years ago, the Human Race lost three Great Cultivators, knocking out one-third of the high level of Central Continent.

With such cruel sacrifice, they finally managed to hold on to the territory of the South Sea.

Now, with the Demon Race making a comeback, they are surely prepared to the fullest.

It is foreseeable that this battle will be even more brutal.

After a few casual exchanges,

they walked into the Immortal City together and headed straight for the Sea Suppression Hall to hand over their missions.

As soon as they entered the city, Zhou Xun felt as if the Sea Suppression Immortal City was shrouded in a heavy pall of gloom.

The air was filled with a tense and deadly atmosphere, like the oppressive calm before a storm.

The previously lively and bustling shouts on the streets had disappeared, replaced by the hurried footsteps of cultivators.

Every face was etched with tension and gravity.

The sky was intermittently streaked with Spirit Lights, transporting war supplies from Central Continent.

Meanwhile, armies of cultivators donned in Spirit Armor streamed out from the Celestial Star Hall, led by head cultivators, advancing to the Immortal City garrison.

On the city walls, the Defense Array glittered with mysterious light, as Array Masters busily traversed within, constantly checking to ensure its utmost functionality during the imminent battle.

The entire Immortal City was steeped in extreme tension, like a massive powder keg waiting to be ignited by a spark.

Arriving at the Sea Suppression Hall, the guards bore solemn expressions, no longer displaying their previous ease and leisure.

After verifying the tokens and confirming they were correct, they allowed them to enter.

In the center of the hall stood True Monarch Qianchuan, head lowered, etching something on a Jade Scroll,

as the City Lord of the Immortal City, the entire logistics of this war had fallen upon his shoulders.

Seeing Zhou Xun enter,

True Monarch Qianchuan managed a wry smile, the fatigue in his eyes hard to conceal.

"Younger Brother Zhou, you have arrived!"

"Daoist Brother, why don’t you enlist more hands to assist!" Zhou Xun started to speak.

"With war imminent, I just do what I can, but who knows how many lives will be lost this time!" True Monarch Qianchuan sighed slightly.

"I remain in the rear, not engaged in fierce frontline battles, so I must do my utmost!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun nodded in understanding.

If they lose this battle, the other cultivators still have the entire Central Continent to retreat to, but True Monarch Qianchuan and the South Sea cultivators would truly become rootless duckweed.

"Younger Brother, are you here to hand in the mission?"

"Indeed, I have returned with the army from Jixing Island and am unsure of the next steps."

"I’ll assign the west garrison of the city to you, but the subsequent arrangements need to await the decision of the three Alliance Leaders!"

True Monarch Qianchuan stated.

"Your assistance to Jixing Island has been immense, and I will allocate some Spirit Stones to supplement you!"

"Thank you, Daoist Brother!"

Zhou Xun rejoiced at these words.

These five War Flying Ships are indeed powerful, but correspondingly, their consumption of Spirit Stones is immense.

Each attack consumes at least a million Spirit Stones.

Thankfully, these costs are borne by the Immortal City; otherwise, with his current fortune, it would have been impossible to sustain.

However, after the battle at Jixing Island, the Spirit Stone reserves were depleted by more than half, leaving them struggling to meet the upcoming conflict,

but now, being in good relations with the ’Logistics Director,’ he’s not worried about consumption.

"For now, this is the extent of my authority, glad to be of help to you!"

"Remember, come back alive!"

"Don’t worry!" Zhou Xun laughed heartily, left the Sea Suppression Immortal City with the token, and then arranged for his subordinates to be stationed at the west garrison of the city.

Afterward, Zhou Xun, together with True Monarch Iron Mountain, proceeded to visit True Monarch Tianci.

It’s been nearly a hundred years since the three of them last gathered together.

In a moment, they arrived at the front of his Cave Mansion.

He reached to his waist, took out a Sound Transmission Talisman, whispered a few words, and sent it into the Cave Mansion.

Before a cup of tea’s time, the door of the Cave Mansion opened from the inside, and a white-faced, gray-haired old Confucian scholar stepped out;

it was True Monarch Tianci.

"Daoist Brother, look who is here!" Zhou Xun greeted with a smile, then gestured to the person behind him.

"Brother Ji, how have you been!"

"Brother Hu, you... you’re back!" True Monarch Tianci exclaimed in delight.

Since True Monarch Iron Mountain achieved Nascent Soul Formation, he was stationed at Ringless Island, which has been decades from now.

"Alas... you shouldn’t have returned!"

Suddenly, True Monarch Tianci seemed to think of something, and his expression froze.

Zhou Xun naturally understood that he was referring to the final battle between the Human and Demon Races,

In such a grand battle, even Nascent Soul cultivators are like a small boat on the sea, ever in danger of capsizing.

"Brother Ji, you know me well; this grand occasion, how could I, Brother Hu, miss it!" True Monarch Iron Mountain instead laughed heartily.

To him,

being able to arrive at Central Continent and condense a Nascent Soul meant he had already earned this lifetime, and he did not mind the outcome thereafter.

Now, he cares more about living splendidly,

such a significant event as the Human-Demon War, missing out would be the regret of a lifetime.

As for life and death, he had been prepared to sit in meditation years ago.

"We, the four friends of Tianhan City, with ’Brother Qu’ and ’Brother Zhao’ far in the Eastern Wilderness, only Brother Hu is with me in Central Continent,"