Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 439 - 429: The Holy War Begins

Chu Hao and Su Wanyue talked for a long time, sharing their respective experiences after parting. Before they knew it, dawn had arrived.

Buzzing, a blood-colored light pillar shot straight into the sky, drawing Chu Hao and Su Wanyue’s immediate attention. It was in the distant plains, the distance from them unknown.

"The Sacred War is about to begin!" Chu Hao said. He had heard from the High Priest of the Copper Valley tribe that when the blood-colored light pillar rose to the sky, it meant that all the major tribes had been joined by outsiders.

The Sacred War shall commence.

"We should head back now, it’s time to compete for the war machines." Chu Hao pointed to the city not far away.

Only outsiders could operate war machines, which significantly increased the martial artists’ combat power. It meant a mass of military exploits could be obtained, and military exploits could be exchanged for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Chu Hao and Su Wanyue walked side by side toward the city. At this moment, the Copper Valley tribe also blew the horn, calling everyone to arms for a great battle.

"Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha!" Strong shouts of encouragement rang out, stirring the whole tribe into a frenzy. In the eyes of these natives, the Sacred War was the greatest significance of their lives, one that could bring them and their ancestors supreme glory.

As for the outsiders like Chu Hao, they gathered in the city’s Iron-blood Field to partake in an internal competition to determine who would have the right to use the war machines.

As the number was limited, naturally, the strongest would obtain them.

"You scoundrel, who is she?" Gu Qingcheng couldn’t help feeling a sense of crisis when she saw Chu Hao walking together with Su Wanyue.

Both women wore veils on their faces, so neither could see the other’s features.

Chu Hao couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed. He had occasionally fantasized about embracing both the exceptionally beautiful Su Wanyue and Gu Qingcheng in his arms, and sharing a bed with both, enjoying the fortune of a lifetime.

But such thoughts were merely fantasies. Although Gu Qingcheng was fiery, she was also fiercely jealous and would never accept sharing a husband with another woman. And there was no need to mention Su Wanyue, who was cold and proud; if she had to share a bed and wait on him with another woman, she would probably have slain him with a single sword!

Besides, his relationship with Su Wanyue was far from the point where they could discuss marriage; it was only wishful thinking on his part for now.

"There are only ten sets of war machines, how will they be distributed?" someone asked.

"Isn’t that obvious? Each of the eight War Kings definitely gets a set!" someone immediately responded.

No one opposed this statement.

Although the Middle Three Realms could be seen as a continuous large realm, the distinction between War Kings, War Generals, and Warriors came with very apparent power gaps, especially in strength, where the degree of dominance could be overwhelming.

Unless one was a super-talented Tenth Tier Warrior or War General, encountering a First Tier War General or War King meant total domination. Even a Tenth Tier Warrior or War General would kneel before a high-tier War General or War King, wouldn’t they?

The eight War Kings present were all at least Third Tier, a level of strength Chu Hao currently had to admit he could not match — perhaps he could remain undefeated with Elemental Transformation, but winning was impossible.

Of course, that was now. After he and Su Wanyue undertook dual cultivation, they could break through a minor realm in ten days, and in three months, he would likely reach the Tenth Tier War General level. By then, even Third Tier War Kings might not be his match.

Still, with only ten sets of war machines and eight already allocated to War Kings, Chu Hao did not believe any War General could prevent him and the barbaric girl from obtaining them.

"Indeed, each of the eight War Kings will receive a set of war machines, and for the remaining two, we will contend based on our strength," everyone agreed, effectively isolating the eight War Kings from the battle group.

Just then, the footsteps sounded, and High Priest Tu Han approached, saying, "Outsiders and brave warriors, the Sacred War has already begun, and now your fates will be intertwined with our tribe. Let us strive together for ultimate glory!"

Everyone showed respect, with cheers and applause; after all, this old man was a War Venerate. The Upper Three Realms were absolutely dominant over the Middle Three Realms, and not all the geniuses of the Middle Three Realms at Great Perfection could oppose a low-tier War Venerate, let alone Tu Han who was one of the top existences among the High Priests of the War Venerate level in Copper Valley.

Who would dare not to show respect?

"Excellent!" Tu Han took out a small box containing crimson ink and said, "Apply this to your arm, and it will never fade. This way, we can identify friend from foe."

Everyone hesitated slightly. Of course, applying this would prevent friendly fire, but it also meant they would be permanently marked by the Copper Valley tribe.

However, with a War Venerate standing watch, who would dare double-cross? They obediently took some of the ink and applied it to their wrists, and immediately, they could see a faint light pulsing on each other.

"Next, we will select those to helm the ten war chariots." Tu Han put away the ink with satisfaction and moved on to another matter.

War machines were the ultimate weapon of each tribe, not only enhancing a realm’s combat power but also being the only means by which one could breach a tribe’s defenses and take over another tribe completely.

Thus, they were of paramount importance, making outsiders indispensable.

Everyone had previously known that the Copper Valley tribe possessed ten war machines, but the specifics weren’t known until Tu Han finally revealed them.

"Out of respect for you, you may choose ten people amongst yourselves," Tu Han added.

These words were far from mere politeness, for he was a Venerable Level powerhouse. Even if he gave all ten war chariots to the Martial Disciples, who would dare complain?

"You have one day’s time. By this time tomorrow, I will hand over the war chariots," Tu Han scanned the crowd and departed.

"Farewell, High Priest." Everyone bowed respectfully, showing the minimum respect due to a strong warrior.

"Well, we should also quickly decide the candidates for the remaining two war chariots," someone shouted.

"Hehe, this is definitely mine!"

"Bullshit, it’s mine!"

"Get lost, neither of you can beat me!"

Everyone was shouting, for in literature, there is no first place, and in martial arts, no second. They were all full of confidence in their own strength.

This ancient ruin had not opened for a hundred years, and it coincided with a period of bloom in martial arts, so the number of people entering was the most in hundreds or even thousands of years.

Many people had died in the early stages, and those who survived had been distributed into over a hundred tribes, but on average, each tribe still received thousands of newcomers, which was a massive number.

War Kings were rare, with the Copper Valley tribe having only eight, while there were at least five hundred War Generals. With so many competing for just two spots, the intensity of the competition was naturally imaginable.

——For Warriors and those of Martial Sect and such, don’t even think about it, there was no chance at all. And what if they were given War Chariots, if they increased their combat power by a whole realm they would only reach the level of a War General or Warrior, their power was limited.

"These two War Chariots, we brothers have got them covered." Two young men stepped forward, both exuding sovereign aura; merely standing there invoked in others a sense of awe as if they were viewing a towering mountain.

"The Shao Brothers!"

"The Shao Brothers from Black Cloud County in Thunder State?"

"Of course, who else would dare use these four words?"

"Hiss, such bad luck, to be in the same tribe as these two scourges, now there’s definitely no chance."

Someone recognized the identity of these two, and once mentioned, it caused everyone to be wary.

The brothers had been abandoned in the wilderness at birth but had not been eaten by wild beasts; instead, they grew up drinking the milk of a Hundred Beasts, and were immensely strong from a young age. Later they obtained some ancient legacy in a ruin, and after cultivation, their strength greatly increased.

Because they had been abandoned from a young age and grown up with wild beasts, the brothers’ temperaments were also exceptionally brutish, often resorting to killing, and their ferocity was well known.

It was said that Bu Tianfeng, the top Heaven Talented of Thunder State, intended to subdue these two as his Followers, but as the Heaven Talented Assembly was about to begin, he planned to look for the brothers after its conclusion.

The fact that Bu Tianfeng himself planned to take action was proof enough of the brothers’ strength.

"All of you, come at us together." The Shao Brothers said at the same time, both with their arms crossed over their chests, looking utterly dismissive of everyone else.

"I’ll take you on!" Someone unconvinced immediately leaped out and charged towards the brothers.

Bang! Bang!

The brothers acted simultaneously, their speeds matching, each landing a punch on the man’s chest, sending him staggering back before he fell on his backside on the ground, coughing up blood ceaselessly.

The man struggled to stretch out his hand, pointing at the Shao Brothers and said, "You’re too shameless, attacking together as two!"

"Nonsense, whether it is one or ten, we are two people, and even if a hundred or a thousand come at us, we are still two people!" The Shao Brothers declared in unison.

"Come on, all together, defeat them!" Someone shouted, and immediately many people resonated with the call. Another dozen or so people sprang out to join forces and attack the Shao Brothers.

Bang bang bang bang, the brothers’ strength was indeed not just for show; it was extremely formidable. United, their fists danced, and soon it was raining men as one after another was sent flying like scarecrows.

"Hahahaha, we brothers are now War Generals—"

"That makes us invincible at the War General Realm!"

"When we become War Kings—"

"We will be unsurpassed in the War King Realm!"

The two brothers took turns speaking, extremely arrogant and haughty, causing even a few War Kings to look over, their faces showing disdain.

"Frogs in a well," the War Kings mouthed silently.

Indeed, the Shao Brothers were older than many present, yet were surpassed in realm, naturally incurring the scorn of these War Kings.

"Is there no one else?"

"Bring on a few decent ones, none of you are even sufficient to take on us brothers!"

The brothers continued to provoke enemies everywhere, and sure enough, some could not restrain themselves. Another group stepped up to challenge but were soundly defeated, making the brothers even more arrogant.

"Stinking ruffian, go and take them down." Gu Qingcheng egged on.

"Why don’t you go up?" Chu Hao asked with a smile.

"I am a lady, how could I engage in such rough and tumble?" Gu Qingcheng said with disdain. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)