Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 907 - 902: The Onset of War

Great Profound Sky Grand World.

Within the Imperial Capital.

A court assembly is being convened.

Few attend, only officials of significant roles. Ordinary court officials are not qualified to stand in the main hall.

"Your Majesty, the Ancestor Hall has relayed news, the armies of the myriad clans are frequently mobilizing, war is imminent. The higher-ups of the human race hope for us to go to Torch Academy to learn!"

Jia Xu stepped forward, walking to the center of the grand hall, holding a piece of intelligence in his hand, with a serious and solemn expression.

"Learn?"

"Isn't that just fleeing for refuge?"

Qin Wudao sat upon the emperor's throne, clad in imperial robes, with a serene expression. Boundless imperial light descended, exuding supreme majesty.

The resonant imperial voice echoed within the main hall.

The enemy forces are approaching.

As a ruler of a nation, not guarding the borders but instead going to the academy to study, if this spreads, wouldn't it be a monumental joke?

An Emperor guards the borders, a king dies for the country!

This is the quality a monarch ought to possess.

Qin Wudao scorned the idea of being a fleeing king.

"Fight to the death!"

Not only Qin Wudao, the civil and military ministers of the court also would not agree to flee.

In the court, rarely speaking, the Minister of War Wang Jian spoke, as if a thunderbolt, exploded in the court, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time.

"Battle!"

Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Xiao He, Wang Yangming and other civil ministers stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly.

Their voices were sonorous and firm.

Without a trace of fear.

"Fight to the death!"

Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Yue Fei, Yang Zaixing, Song Jiang, and other military generals widened their eyes, shouted in unison.

A majestic fighting spirit erupted from their bodies, soaring straight into the heavens.

Accompanied by infinite killing intent, staining the sky over the Imperial Capital red, shaking the void, shattering the universe, threatening to slaughter all beings.

"Anything else?"

Qin Wudao noticed Jia Xu hadn't stepped back, asked.

"Replying to Your Majesty, perhaps the Ancestor guessed we wouldn't leave and has already dispatched armies, stationed around the Great Profound Sky Grand World!"

"The two legions of the Great Xia Dynasty are stationed in the East Pole Sky Grand World and Broad Dimension Sky Grand World!"

"The legion of the Great Shang Dynasty is stationed in the Floating Continent Sky Grand World!"

"The legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty is stationed in the No Response Sky Grand World!"

"The four legions form a chain-like formation, guarding the four directions of the Great Profound Sky Grand World!"

Jia Xu continued his report.

The four grand worlds he mentioned are situated in the four directions around the Great Profound Sky Grand World, the distance is not very far.

"Four legions!"

"This favor, I shall remember!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wudao's face showed a trace of shock, and his heart was full of gratitude.

The legions of the three dynasties are the foundation of the human race.

In total, there are only nine legions.

They cannot be mobilized during non-critical times.

This time, to protect the Qin Dynasty's celestial court, four legions were dispatched, showing the high regard the human race's higher-ups have for the Qin Dynasty's celestial court.

In fact, facing the invasion of the myriad clans, Qin Wudao still has some confidence.

Even if unable to repel the enemy, he can still preserve himself.

This strategy is to use the vast fortune of the Qin Dynasty celestial court, to activate the Yu Zhou Ding and Xuzhou Ding, sealing the Nine Provinces Realm, merging into the endless void of nothingness.

But taking this action comes at a great cost.

Firstly, the deities of the Yu Zhou Ding and Xuzhou Ding will exhaust their energy and fall into eternal slumber.

Secondly, the power of the Yu Zhou Ding and Xuzhou Ding is only enough to seal the Nine Provinces Realm, the vast territories of the Great Profound Sky Grand World and Middle World must be abandoned.

Finally, once the Nine Provinces Realm is sealed, it will sever all connections with the myriad worlds, detrimental to martial artists' cultivation.

Now, with the full support of the human race's higher-ups, there's no need to use this method.

"Battle!"

Just at this moment.

A loud voice issued from the source world, resounding throughout the grand world, carrying endless killing intent, shaking the heaven and earth universe.

At this instant.

Countless living beings' hearts trembled, regardless of whether they were elder ancestors of the top-ten clans, or ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals, all raised their heads in astonishment.

The thought simultaneously emerged in the minds of all beings.

War has erupted!

Above the Myriad Clans Hall, wind and cloud surged.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of myriad war drums beating, issuing penetrating sounds, stirring the blood.

Numerous powerful beings of the myriad clans, suspended in the air, the power of principles stirring, suppressing the heavens and earth, their cultivation all above Daluo Golden Immortal, numbering ten thousand entities.

They constitute the elders of the Myriad Clans Hall.

Led by the golden silkworm, clad in golden armor, concealing his aura, compared to the elders behind him, he had no outstanding traits, except for his exceptionally bright eyes.

Boom!

Gray demon qi rolled the heavens, covered the sky, forming masses of clouds, with lightning and thunder, its momentum immense.

Countless elite soldiers of myriad clans, clad in armor, wielding war weapons, stood on the clouds above, all with indifferent expressions, murderous aura suffused the wilderness, resembling the heavenly soldiers of the ancient demon court.

These soldiers are the eight major legions of the Myriad Clans Hall.

Each legion has several billion soldiers.

Their lowest cultivation reached the Golden Immortal Realm, with not a few in the Luo Tianxian Realm.

The ones standing at the forefront are notably the eight demon kings.

"Battle!"

"Battle! Battle!"

At the same time, in the ancestral lands of the myriad clans on the seventh heaven and eighth heaven, strong ones gathered, armies assembled, fearsome momentum burst through the world's canopy, trembling surrounding starfields.

Boom!

The Zhi Yang principle pierced the sky.

In the eyes of countless powerful beings of myriad clans who reverently gazed, a Three-legged Golden Crow flew from afar, the power of principles spreading through the sky, boundless golden light, causing the blazing sun hanging in the sky to dim.

After circling the sky once, the Three-legged Golden Crow landed on the command platform above the Myriad Clans Hall, transforming into human form, it was precisely Emperor Tian.

"Pay respects to the Emperor Lord!"

The ten demon kings, ten thousand elders, several dozen billion troops, all respectfully saluted.

"Issue the command, annihilate Qin!"

If it were the past, Emperor Tian seeing such a prosperous scene of the myriad clans, perhaps would wear a smile.

But now, he could not smile.

He only wants to quickly eliminate the Qin Dynasty celestial court, to avenge his nine sons.

"The army sets out!"

Without any unnecessary words, Emperor Tian commanded loudly.

"Heaven Army, advance!"

Sun Monkey commanded loudly, reverting to his true form, a ten-thousand-zhang giant ape, eyes crimson, wielding the primordial innate treasure 'Mountain-cutting Axe', with boundless power, crushing a realm.

The banners fluttered, billions of the Heaven-lettered battalion followed Sun Monkey, flying towards the distant horizon.

"Earth Army, advance!"

"Profound Army, advance!"

"Yellow Army, advance!"

Demon King Demon Roc, Demon King Zhu Yan, Demon King Heavenly Dog commanded in succession, voices like bells, deafening.

Soon, the demon race powerhouses gathered above the Myriad Clans Hall disappeared.

"The emperor's command, for any clan governed by the Myriad Clans Hall, initiate attack on nearby human race forces!"

"Any who feigns or shirks battle, kill without mercy!"

"Any who fears battle or refuses to fight, kill without mercy!"

"Any who is defeated and flees, kill without mercy!"

Countless Myriad Clans Hall envoys, holding decrees, traversed among various clans, delivering orders.

Cold killing intent.

Three iron commands of 'kill without mercy'.

Prompted the various clans to quickly mobilize, flying towards nearby human races.

A grand battle is on the verge of erupting.