Volume 1, Chapter 224 – News

After receiving the transfer order transmitted through the Demon-Suppressing Token, father and daughter made some brief preparations and hurried back to the military camp without pause, parting ways before the drill ground.

By the time Shi Lan entered Bai Weiyang’s command tent, it was already full of people, all officers of Thousand Commander rank and above.

Bai Weiyang sat behind the command desk, murderous intent in her eyes and an icy expression on her face. When she saw Shi Lan enter, she glanced at her once before speaking in a low voice:

“The demon race has moved several days faster than we originally expected. A massive beast tide has already assembled outside Xianwu City and is now less than a thousand li from the city gates.”

The moment she finished speaking, everyone in the tent tensed and clenched their fists.

Shi Lan’s heartbeat quickened slightly as she began estimating the scale of this beast tide.

Before she could think further, Bai Weiyang’s next sentence crushed the already heavy atmosphere in the tent.

“The reason I have summoned you here is that several units still in the middle of withdrawing, including the women’s camp, have all been surrounded by the beast tide, which advanced ahead of schedule.”

“General, have we been summoned because we are to go break the siege?”

“If that is the case, then we should set out at once.”

“General, what are the casualties in the women’s camp now?!”

“General…”

Most of the people in the tent changed expression drastically. Nearly half of them had faint red in their eyes, their killing intent chilling and fierce, like maddened tigers on the verge of devouring someone whole.

Shi Lan’s heart sank, and she could not help worrying about Wu Lingkong’s safety.

Bai Weiyang drew a light breath and raised a hand. In the span of a breath, the tent once more fell utterly silent.

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“After discussion, the several Demon-Suppressing Marshals have indeed decided to send troops to break the siege…”

“General, that must not be done!”

Before Bai Weiyang had even finished speaking, an older Ten Thousand Commander stepped forward, his expression stern.

“With the demon race’s current strength, they could have crushed the women’s camp and the other divisions in an instant. Yet they have only surrounded them. Clearly, their true aim lies elsewhere. They want to lure us out of the city. General, I ask that you advise the Marshals to withdraw this order!”

“Shen Ning, what are you saying?! There are still so many people outside the city. Are we just supposed to abandon them?”

A Ten Thousand Commander who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight glared at him with bloodshot eyes and shouted angrily.

“Xianwu City is now the final barrier in the Chengtian Domain. If this place falls, then nine-tenths of the Chengtian Domain will be lost. An entire Domain would be overrun, and the people would be plunged into misery. What monstrous crime would that be?”

Shen Ning cast him a sidelong glance and said coldly, “A true man must be decisive when the time comes. At this life-and-death juncture, how can personal feelings be allowed to interfere? Xianwu City concerns the lifeline of countless common people. There can be no mistake here!”

As soon as those words were spoken, the tent gradually quieted down. Everyone present was a commander who had led troops for many years. In terms of judging the situation, very few of them were inferior to Shen Ning.

What the demon race was using was a transparent stratagem.

What Shen Ning said was something the overwhelming majority of those present had already thought of, but they had not spoken it aloud.

Because they wanted to save people. They wanted to save their brothers-in-arms and the people they held dear in their hearts.

“We should never have sent the women’s camp out separately in the first place, all because of that Sacred Martial Immortal Sect!”

In the silent tent, a low shout suddenly came from the corner.

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“That Sacred Martial Immortal Sect is only a second-grade force, with merely a single Human Emperor. Among second-grade forces, it is practically at the very bottom. Under normal circumstances, what right would it have to make the Demon-Suppressing Army yield?”

“Enough. That ends here.”

Seeing that the discussion was turning in the wrong direction, Bai Weiyang tapped the wooden desk and cut off the restlessness in the tent with a sharp rebuke.

“The several Demon-Suppressing Marshals have already made their decision. Orders have been given to send out the troops…”

“General…”

Shen Ning looked anxious and wanted to continue, but one look from Bai Weiyang stopped him. In the end, he could only sigh and step back.

“Return to your units and muster the troops. Prepare to move out.”

Bai Weiyang swept her gaze across the tent and waved a hand.

The people in the tent quickly dispersed. Bai Weiyang gently stroked the jade sword beside her and closed her eyes in thought.

Ripples spread through the space in the tent like the surface of water, and six figures emerged one after another with slow steps—four men and two women.

“Weiyang, the situation is perilous now. Why don’t you come back to the Central Heaven Domain with us at once and lie low for a while?” one woman asked, her brows lightly furrowed.

“With the Sacred Martial Immortal Sect’s foundations, there is no way it can hold Xianwu City. What is more, the people of the Sacred Martial Immortal Sect may not necessarily be willing to exhaust all their foundations for Xianwu City. This is not a place to remain for long,” said a heavily built middle-aged man in a deep voice.

“I have been investigating the demon race’s movements these past two days. This time they have truly gone all out. They have even brought out a Demon Emperor holy weapon to break the Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array.”

“When a Demon Emperor holy weapon is deployed, it is almost equivalent to a Demon Emperor personally taking action. Where is the Chengtian Domain supposed to find a second Human Emperor to resist it now?”

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“Yan Jun’s whereabouts are unknown at the moment, and even his fortune or misfortune is uncertain. If something happens to you as well, how is the family supposed to bear it?”

“Weiyang, leave at once! Must we really force you?”

“Weiyang!”

The others all tried to persuade her in turn.

Bai Weiyang lifted her eyelids slightly and shook her head. “To flee on the eve of battle would violate my Dao. If I leave now, then for the rest of my life I will have no hope of reaching the Human Emperor Realm.”

Just as they were about to continue persuading her, Bai Weiyang spoke quietly:

“The Bai family has no need for a Bai Weiyang who has no chance of ever stepping into the Emperor level.”

The moment those words were spoken, the tent fell silent enough for a pin drop to be heard.

…

Sacred Martial Immortal Sect, summit of the main peak, Sacred Martial Hall.

Dozens of figures sat scattered about, while the seat of honor stood empty.

“The Supreme Sect Master sent word back the day before yesterday. At the earliest in half a year, at the latest in one year, he will return, and when he does, experts will also come to suppress the demon calamity,” said a middle-aged man around fifty, seated in a large chair, his voice unhurried.

“One year? How are we supposed to hold out for that long? The Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array may be powerful, but it cannot withstand a Demon Emperor holy weapon attacking it day and night without rest,” said a beautiful woman in black, her brows knitted.

“The message from the Sect Master also said that if the situation becomes impossible, there is no need to throw away our lives for nothing. Xianwu City can be abandoned.”

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“Then… should we begin making preparations early?”

“Open the Sacred Martial World and be ready at any time to transfer the disciples.”

“Xiuhan, do you have anything to say?”

A man in black robes sat to one side, quietly resting with his eyes closed, one hand gently stroking the massive black blade laid across his knees.

At those words, the man in black robes shook his head slightly. “You may decide.”

“Then let us first gather all the true disciples,” the man in the large chair concluded.

The Sacred Martial Immortal Sect had countless menial disciples, hundreds of thousands of outer disciples, only six thousand inner disciples, and just over a hundred true disciples.

“The Demon-Suppressing Army just sent a message asking for some manpower to help them leave the city and rescue people.”

“This is obviously a trick by the demon race. The Demon-Suppressing Army is trying to jump straight into a pit of fire!”

“But if we refuse…”

For a time, discussion filled the hall.

“Have the inner disciples take the lead, then draw ten thousand outer disciples to accompany them. It will be enough to put on a show,” said an old man in green robes, his eyelids lowered, calm and self-possessed.