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Half a month later, the forces of Manichaeism traveled eastward, and at this time, the power in Qingzhou began to feel something was amiss, but it was already somewhat late. Qingzhou had enjoyed peace for too long, becoming too comfortable in its corner, leading to incessant internal strife and resulting in an underdeveloped intelligence system regarding external affairs.
If they had a powerful intelligence agency like Fengman Tower, perhaps they could have discerned Manichaeism's schemes from a series of actions. Unfortunately, throughout the entire martial world, there was no one who could match the professionalism of Fengman Tower when it came to intelligence. Even among the Left Path Eight Gates, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's capabilities in acquiring, analyzing, and transmitting information fell short compared to Fengman Tower, the strongest media in the martial world.
Outside of Qingzhou, all of Manichaeism's forces had gathered. This time they were targeting the martial sects of Qingzhou, including Cangjian Mountain Villa; thus, some of their uninitiated disciples did not participate. The minimum strength among those who came was at least early-stage postnatal warriors. Nevertheless, Manichaeism's forces numbered over one hundred thousand, comparable to the full mobilization of some medium-sized empires—a truly terrifying number!
It is worth noting that currently, the largest group in the martial world is Nian Gang, which boasts over a million members. However, Nian Gang relies on Canal Transport for its livelihood, and among those million members, the actual number of warriors who have reached early-stage postnatal is likely less than one-third. In contrast, Manichaeism managed to assemble such a large army composed entirely of postnatal warriors in just over half a month, demonstrating the strength of its grassroots power!
Indeed, Manichaeism's foundational strength has never been weak and is deeply feared by many other major sects. Even if their top-tier strength is lacking, they are still regarded as a first-rate force in the martial world and have never fallen from that status.
The forces of Manichaeism continued to gather at the border of Qingzhou but did not engage in battle; Jiang Han was still waiting for the main forces of Moon Worship Sect and White Lotus Sect to arrive. Less than half an hour later, people from Moon Worship Sect and White Lotus Sect had arrived.
Leading Moon Worship Sect was Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who brought along more than thirty individuals—three from Youngshen Realm, twelve from Fusion Realm, and the rest were strong practitioners from Transcendence Realm. On the side of White Lotus Sect, leading them was not Jiang Han's old acquaintance Bai Ling but rather Crimson Saint, the head of the previous generation's Seven-Colored Saint Envoy. His entire face was concealed within a black robe; his voice was extremely old and hoarse. On the surface, he seemed frail and aged, but Jiang Han could sense the terrifying power hidden within his body.
She didn't bring many people, only five in total, including two who were Yang God strong, two who were Merging God Stronger, and Bai Ling, who was at the peak of the Transcendence Realm. However, according to this generation's Crimson Saint, the White Lotus Sect had issued the White Lotus Holy Mother Order, widely mobilizing fifty thousand postnatal Innate Martial Artists to participate in the siege of Qingzhou.
Roughly calculated, there were at least eight strong individuals from the Manichaeism side above the Youngshen Realm involved in this operation. Such power could face one side of the Daoist and Buddhist Dualism without fear, let alone against Cangjian Mountain Villa, which was significantly weaker than Daoist and Buddhist Dualism.
Before the military formation, Zhu Minghai, the current master of Cangjian Mountain Villa, looked at the fluttering banners across from him, with several blood-red rainbows shooting into the sky. His expression darkened, fluctuating between gloom and uncertainty. At this point, how could he not know that the conflict with Manichaeism was gradually evolving into a battle between righteousness and evil?
This was a struggle between the Orthodox Martial Arts World and the Demonic Path martial arts, but both sides had tacitly limited their disputes to a certain scope. Unfortunately, Qingzhou had been chosen as the battleground for this righteous versus demonic conflict!
But... Qingzhou was the foundation of Cangjian Mountain Villa! Zhu Minghai clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms; he had never felt such humiliation before! How dare they? How could they? Did they not fear that Ancestor would overturn the chessboard with sheer force? Or did they believe that Ancestor could no longer wield his sword?!
Minghai was filled with rage but felt helpless. Since the battle had begun, it was too late to say anything; both sides could not easily reconcile, and there was no possibility of reconciliation.
"Who will fight first?" Zhu Minghai asked in a deep voice as he glanced at those behind him. Cangjian Mountain Villa was not unprepared; they had mobilized five Youngshen Realm experts along with other strong individuals from major sects in Qingzhou. More than ten Youngshen Realm experts had gathered here, almost concentrating over half of Qingzhou's strength.
Many people exchanged glances but no one stepped forward. In the end, it was Han Tingshan who signaled with his eyes, prompting an elderly man to step forward after cupping his hands in greeting. He was the last remaining Youngshen Realm expert from the the Xiahou and had reached the peak of the Youngshen Realm!
However, while his breath was obscure, it also carried a hint of death. This was a sign that his lifespan was running short. The Cangjian Mountain Villa had previously promised that if he won the next match, they would grant him a Treasure Pill that could extend his life by thirty years, which was why he was persuaded to participate in this performance.
"Let me take action!" Xiahou Zhen spoke up at the right moment. Zhu Minghai nodded, "Alright, then I will trouble Ancestor Xiahou to take action!"
Everyone chimed in, expressing their confidence in Xiahou Zhen's strength. Although this old fellow seemed half-alive, his power was undeniable. In his younger days, Xiahou Zhen had ranked on both the Dragon and Tiger List and the Storm Rankings, consistently holding top positions on both lists. However, as he reached his age limit, he was retired from the rankings by Fengman Tower under the pretext of exchanging ranks.
On the Manichaeism side, Jiang Han was chatting with members of the Moon Worship Sect and the White Lotus Sect when an overwhelming pressure suddenly enveloped the entire area, as if a storm were imminent, making it hard for some to breathe!
Jiang Han and the strong practitioners from the Moon Worship Sect and the White Lotus Sect exchanged glances, revealing a serious expression as they stepped out of their tent together.
At this moment, in front of both armies, Xiahou Zhen stood with his hands clasped behind his back. The surrounding aura stirred the heavens and earth, causing a layer of dark clouds to gather above the Manichaeism army, creating an incredibly terrifying atmosphere.
Xiahou Zhen stood alone, yet his powerful presence was as terrifying as thousands of troops, causing many disciples and elders of Manichaeism to hesitate in their movements. This was the might of a Youngshen expert; with one person's strength, they could rival an army!
The Fusion Realm merely utilized Heaven and Earth Laws with a vague understanding of them, while Youngshen experts had broken free from the constraints of heaven and earth, truly mastering the power of laws. They suppressed Heaven and Earth Laws with their martial arts and achieved the status of Martial Arts Deity!
To cultivate martial arts is to comprehend heaven and earth, transcending beyond them; when heaven and earth collapse, one remains unscathed—this is the pursuit of Wuhe.
At the Youngshen Realm level, one person can face ten thousand troops; claiming that one can take on hundreds of thousands is not an exaggeration but a reality. If Transformation Stage or Fusion Realm warriors could still rely on numbers to overwhelm mortal armies, once one reaches the Youngshen Realm, they cannot be exhausted by mere numbers. No matter how many troops you have or how fearless they are, they will still be completely swept away.
This is the reason why the Youngshen Realm is referred to as the Martial Arts Deity. Any martial artist from the Youngshen Realm can establish a sect that is sufficient to elevate a newly formed Sect to the level of a major power in the martial world.
In the eyes of true Jianghu Major Sects, whether or not there is a Yangshen Realm expert stationed is a clear dividing line. Those with such an expert are considered Jianghu Major Sects, while martial forces without a Yangshen expert, no matter how long their heritage, are ultimately unworthy of their name and are seen as mere trivialities by the true major sects.
"This guy Xiahou Zhen, what a pity..." Eastern Emperor Taiyi exclaimed. He and Xiahou Zhen were contemporaries; however, he had already stepped into the True Martial Realm for many years, enjoying great glory and a long lifespan, while Xiahou Zhen had reached the end of his life.
Facing Xiahou Zhen's hostile gaze, Jiang Han remained unconcerned and instead engaged in lighthearted conversation with Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Seeing Jiang Han's interest, Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not mind revealing some secrets: "Xiahou Zhen's talent is quite remarkable, but unfortunately, he is bound by the the Xiahou. Otherwise, he might have had a chance to take that step. But now it is absolutely impossible! As long as he lives, the the Xiahou will remain one of the nine great families. If he falls here, it won't be long before the the Xiahou ceases to exist. There are so many martial arts families in the world, and many are eyeing the position of the nine great families..."
"Hahaha, after three hundred years, justice and evil will battle once more, how could I Lin Wuyou be absent!" Just as Jiang Han was preparing to arrange for someone to fight, an old yet majestic voice echoed from the sky, shaking the heavens!
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