Chapter 421 - 177: Ruling the World, the Ghost Tide Lands

Chapter 421: Chapter 177: Ruling the World, the Ghost Tide Lands

On the same scale as the No. 7 Defense Line.

But with Ghost Blood Patterns added.

Longer, stronger.

’This should be enough this time.’

...

"Time to get to work!"

In the Guanxi Plain, the Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land glanced down at the letter in his hand. A wide grin spread across his face as he leaped from his bed and strode out of the room.

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An Urgent Dispatch from Jiangbei.

The rainy season approaches. Dark clouds loom over the city, and the Ghost Tide is about to make landfall. The hundred-li Jiangbei Defense Line is critically undermanned. Thus, we send this urgent call for aid to all factions.

All able-bodied men are welcome.

—The Jiangbei Mortal Realm, October 27, Year 382 of the Eternal Night Calendar.

-

Stepping outside, the Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land looked at the disciples of his Holy Land, who were already assembled and waiting in the main courtyard. He nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, he boomed, "We’re moving out!"

The next moment!

Crates of Ghost Stones were loaded onto the high-speed rail at the foot of the mountain, as black-clad disciples of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land, blades in hand, boarded the train.

He had long been prepared.

He was just waiting for the Mortal Realm to issue a Jianghu Order so he could be the first to answer the call.

In the past few days, the Mortal Realm had released news that the "Jiangbei Tide" was about to make landfall. Only then did the various factions in the Guanxi Plain learn that the Node in Jiangbei had shattered long ago.

They finally understood why the Jiangbei Mortal Realm had spent a fortune to build the Jiangbei Defense Line.

At once, countless factions responded.

High-speed trains, packed with able-bodied men and Ghost Stones, set out for the Mortal Realm from all regions, including the Four Areas of Jiangbei and the Guanxi Plain.

It wasn’t just because they admired Jiangbei’s actions.

More than that...

It was because the Mortal Realm would act.

If you dared not show up, the Mortal Realm truly dared to show up at your door.

...

"Domain Lord Chen."

As Chen Fan stood on the City Wall, staring out at the sea, a voice both familiar and distant sounded by his ear. He turned his head to see Elder Qi striding toward him.

"How are the preparations coming along? Whether we can protect Jiangbei will all come down to the next few days."

Elder Qi didn’t look particularly worried. In fact, when he saw that the City Wall was now thirty meters high instead of twenty, the corner of his mouth twitched. ’If this Jiangbei Defense Line could be breached, that would be truly unbelievable.’

"Not bad."

Chen Fan smiled as he stood on the City Wall, the sea breeze blowing against him. "Any news about the Eternal Night Hall lately?"

He didn’t have many sources for news regarding the Eternal Night Hall, relying primarily on Elder Qi.

"It’s been alright, I suppose."

Elder Qi sighed deeply. "During the last rainy season, we lost another section of the Eternal Night Frontline, but we took it back after the season passed."

"The pressure on the Eternal Night Frontline is always greatest during the rainy season."

"Things are manageable the rest of the time."

"All we can do is hold our own little patch of ground here. The rest is up to the Eternal Night Hall. If the Eternal Night Frontline truly falls, then all we can do is accept our fate."

"Mm."

Chen Fan gave a slight nod.

"Oh, right."

Elder Qi suddenly glanced around, a confused look on his face. "Didn’t the Mortal Realm recruit more people? Your Jiangbei Defense Line is a full 170 kilometers long. Without more hands, the post-battle collection efforts will be a nightmare."

"The No. 7 Defense Line has several hundred thousand people, and more than half of them are just responsible for post-battle collection."

A defense line’s main source of income is the Ghost Stones collected after a battle.

"It should be enough."

Chen Fan said, a bit hesitantly, "I sent out a public notice, asking the major factions for aid. I told them to send some people over. It should be just about enough."

"That won’t do."

Elder Qi’s expression immediately soured, and his brow furrowed. "Domain Lord Chen, you’re thinking far too highly of the factions from the Four Areas of Jiangbei and the Guanxi Plain."

"They won’t respond just because you send out a call for help."

"Even though this Jiangbei Defense Line is protecting them, they won’t appreciate it until the Ghost Tide is right on their doorstep."

"Is that so?"

Hearing the whistle of a high-speed rail behind him, Chen Fan turned. A smile broke across his face at the sight. "Well, look what we have here. They’ve arrived."

Elder Qi followed Chen Fan’s gaze.

On the Wilderness behind the Jiangbei Defense Line, he saw seven or eight high-speed trains speeding along parallel tracks. They raced across the desolate landscape, quickly arriving at the base of the Defense Line.

The first high-speed train ground to a halt.

Hundreds of people disembarked, unloading crate after crate of Ghost Stones. Leading them was none other than the Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land. He stood at the foot of the City Wall, looked up at Chen Fan, and cupped his fists. A wide grin on his face, he bellowed:

"All 729 disciples of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land are present! We’ve brought three months’ worth of our own rations and five million Ghost Stones in support! We ask only for a place in the fight!"

"For Jiangbei! For Guanxi!"

"My thanks."

Standing atop the City Wall, Chen Fan cupped his own fists in return, smiling as he replied.

"..."

Standing to the side, Elder Qi was stunned for a moment before muttering, "The Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land has always been one to see the big picture. He supported the No. 7 Defense Line with five million Ghost Stones last time, too. But the other factions..."

Before he could finish his sentence, people began disembarking from the other trains, all of them carrying Ghost Stones.

"The able-bodied men of the Jiangbei Li Family’s Seventh House are all here, ready to be dispatched by the Mortal Realm!"

"The three thousand followers of the Guanxi Plain’s Bright Venerable Sect are all present, at the command of the Mortal Realm!"

"All disciples of the Jiangnan Medicine King Valley have arrived and await your command!"

"The Guanxi Plain..."

More and more factions arrived. In the distance, at the edge of the Jiangbei Wilderness, even more high-speed trains could be seen racing toward them.

"..."

Elder Qi stared at the scene, completely dumbfounded. The last time they had called for aid, nowhere near this many factions had responded. He couldn’t help but turn to Chen Fan and murmur, "How... how did so many answer the Mortal Realm’s call for help?"

"Maybe the Mortal Realm is just popular."