Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 149 - 107: A Terrifying Sight—Mo Shiyi Trapped in a Deadly Predicament (Part 3)
"The Supreme Elder has already said that fellow disciples can preserve their current achievements and skills in cultivation and martial techniques and leave the Divine Sword Sect. They don’t have to go to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain.’ Why don’t they choose to leave?"
A new disciple asked in puzzlement, since the sect has set a precedent, many should choose not to go.
However, hearing this, the older disciples all forced a bitter smile.
"Because they know full well, the more they face such times, the less they can afford to retreat."
An older disciple revealed the truth, speaking softly.
"All of them know that we have no room to retreat anymore. The battle between the righteous and the demonic isn’t decided by one sect or one party alone."
"Even if they choose to escape today and refuse to go to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain,’ when the true all-out sacred war between the righteous and the demonic arrives, no one can escape the cataclysmic upheaval."
"Perhaps those rooted on the edges of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range can choose to withdraw in time, but we have no choice."
Many older disciples shook their heads slowly.
This world is vast and boundless, and without the assistance of the Divine Sect, even those who have entered the saintly realm find it difficult to leave the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, let alone those who have not yet grown.
Not to mention, the Divine Sect won’t help them leave unless the entire sect migrates.
"Then why don’t we just migrate the entire sect?" a new disciple naively suggested, thinking that migrating the sect and returning after the sacred war ends would be feasible.
But these words fell on the ears of the older disciples, resulting in another round of bitter smiles.
"The Hundred Sects have long rooted themselves in this land, how could they easily abandon tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation and relocate the entire sect?"
This is their foundation, a place where countless legacies have stood firm and unyielding.
"Not to mention, to a cultivator, cultivation resources are life, and to the sect, the deep-rooted spirit veins and the legacy of endless ages are unshakable foundations."
"Once these are shaken, they might collapse, and everything will fall apart, leading to the demise of the legacy. The risk of migration is even greater, and with one misstep, it could result in total annihilation during the migration."
"Indeed, looking back through time, any sect that has attempted migration has inevitably perished in the river of time. Migrating the entire sect is tantamount to seeking self-destruction."
"Furthermore, looking across the Martial Soul Continent, each region has its own cultivators and cultivation resources. Even if the sects from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range are willing to migrate, where could they possibly go?"
"No matter where they go, the cultivators there will not agree or accept them. They might even see the migration of the Hundred Sects as an invasion and resource plunder. Even if the Hundred Sects manage to migrate to a new region, it would only trigger another sacred war."
In the end, the so-called sacred war between the righteous and the demonic is ultimately about resources. The all-out war between the righteous and the demonic is also a war for resources.
No matter the reason, the young elites of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region have no choice.
They can’t leave here, nor can they escape the all-consuming catastrophe of the righteous versus demonic war. This cataclysm involves all living beings, and everyone will be caught up in the conflict, unable to avoid the war by just wanting to escape.
Understanding all this, countless selected older disciples’ gazes gradually became firm. The choice of the demonic sects to launch an all-out war has effectively cut off all retreat paths for everyone in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region.
Since there’s no way to change this catastrophe, they can only choose to accept it proactively, seek survival amidst the disaster, face the harshness head-on, and rise to the challenge, which is the right choice. If they can become strong before the sacred war between the righteous and demonic begins, they might grasp a slim chance of survival.
However, as the time was about to run out, some older disciples of the Divine Sword Sect couldn’t bear the psychological pressure and chose to erase their names, walking dejectedly away from the sect.
But compared to those choosing to leave the Divine Sword Sect, the majority chose to head to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain.’
"Good, good, good!"
Atop the Divine Sword Peak, a white-haired elder, watching the countless older disciples who chose to stay, felt overwhelmed with excitement and said ’good’ three times. His gaze then swept across all the remaining older disciples, expressing immense gratification:
"Children, having you in the Divine Sword Sect is a pride for the sect. From this moment on, you are qualified cultivators."
These simple words from the elder instantly ignited a fervent spirit but couldn’t dispel the gloom and oppression in the hearts of countless older disciples.
Everyone knew that the odds of survival were slim, as what they were about to face was no longer about internal conflicts within the Divine Sword Sect but the truly brutal cultivation realm.
Even Ye Xiaofan felt heavy-hearted, uncertain of what kind of world and fate awaited him.
Little did he know, this journey to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ would fully open a brilliant life unique to him, where tales of the Sword Saint’s ultimate legacy were brewing, and events that would shock the Hundred Broken Mountain Range and the world were about to unfold.
It was during this journey to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ that Ye Xiaofan found himself facing a world full of enemies. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
An unparalleled battle song belonging solely to him had quietly begun to play!
