Chapter 128: More Than Five Thousand Years? (Please Recommend and Add to Your Collection!)

"What should we do?" Han Daohong’s voice echoed.

"What else can we do? The Kunlun Secret Realm is within the borders of our Huaxia. Even if those inside can emerge, they belong to our Huaxia. Anyone who dares to covet it must first ask if we agree!" Dongfang Kui said, fuming with rage.

"Stop spouting nonsense. The news has leaked, and the whole world probably knows about the Kunlun Secret Realm by now. We have only ourselves to blame for being careless; we never imagined those old bastards would dare to abandon their posts and infiltrate our territory... The priority now is to devise a strategy, not to stand here boasting. If the whole world intends to interfere, even if some of those powerful figures are inclined toward Huaxia, it will be impossible for us four to keep our trump cards hidden if they all descend upon us at once!" Li Tian said, his face dark.

He was in a foul mood. Dongfang Kui had just told him that Yang Fan might have fallen. Yang Fan was his disciple—though they hadn’t known each other long, he was his direct apprentice. Just as he was grieving, a few blind old fools had come to pry for intelligence. Li Tian currently wished some bastard would provoke him so he could vent his frustration.

Longcheng Command Center.

Xia Qiuming paced through the streets. This was his habit; whenever he faced a major decision, he liked to walk in noisy, crowded places. Contrary to the belief that one must remain calm in the face of great events, he believed one must immerse oneself in the clamor.

The voices of the three reached his ears as he spoke: "Do not panic. The Kunlun Secret Realm is within our Huaxia territory; no one shall get their hands on it. Furthermore, with the Dark Realm watching like a tiger, we must not descend into internal chaos. Since the information regarding the Kunlun Secret Realm has already been intercepted, there is no need to hide it—make it public. In any case, major factions and nations have already sent people in; it was only a matter of time.

"Regarding the recruitment of the Kunpeng tribe that Old Ghost Dongfang mentioned, proceed as planned. If the overseas powers wish to contact the Kunlun Secret Realm, they may, but only after we in Huaxia have secured the results we desire.

"I suspect some old fossils will come looking for us shortly. Stay composed. If they refuse to listen, then fight. With the four of us working together, those amateurs will have to think twice.

"Huaxia’s heritage has existed since ancient times; even during the era when spiritual energy was exhausted, our cultivation traditions never truly broke. Now that spiritual energy has recovered, if they still want to trouble Huaxia, let us show them who rules the Earth today!"

Li Tian and the others were surprised by Xia Qiuming’s words. When they had originally formulated their strategy, they had all agreed that Huaxia should remain low-key and hide its strength. That a single nation could produce four Eleventh-Rank powerhouses was already shocking enough, and these four were all formidable even among their peers. To avoid inciting the wariness of overseas powers, they had decided to hide a portion of their strength and appear slightly weaker.

But after so many years, through the repeated small-scale wars in the Dark Realm, all four had displayed power far beyond what they had initially revealed.

Li Tian stood at Jubei City, gazing up at the sky. He could sense people gathering in the distance; he could feel those waves of not-so-insignificant auras. He squinted, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Come, then. Let them all come. With powerful enemies watching from the outside, if these people still want to fight among themselves, then let them. Today’s Huaxia will let these people know who is the real master!

The Yan and Huang people are no ordinary folk; Huaxia’s history is far more than five thousand years! From ancient times to the present, Huaxia’s cultivation lineage has never been severed; even when spiritual energy withered, there were still those walking the path of cultivation. When spiritual energy faded, the path of cultivation turned into ancient martial arts, and various combat techniques became mere routines. But the moment spiritual energy returned, Huaxia changed.

Huaxia was the first to arrive at the relic battlefield. The front line of the relic battlefield was a triangle, and Huaxia was its vanguard. The current strength of Huaxia is something the overseas nations cannot fathom. The moment spiritual energy recovered, Huaxia organized the Skynet. The moment the recovery of spiritual energy was announced, the Skynet enveloped the entire nation. No one has seen the full extent of Huaxia’s development. If they want to use force, they might find soft tactics acceptable, but if they try to get tough, Li Tian thinks those bastards are in for a world of suffering.

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Within the Kunlun Secret Realm lies a Forbidden Zone. For thousands of years, this area had been desolate and uninhabited. When the Kunlun tribe held the secret realm, they once sent people to visit the zone, but none returned. Later, the four great elders of the Kunlun tribe joined forces to force their way in, yet not even a ripple was produced. The disappearance of the four elders led to the decline of the Kunlun tribe, eventually resulting in their destruction at the hands of several powerful tribes.

At this moment, the area before the Forbidden Zone was bustling with activity. Hundreds of figures in black robes were constantly gathering. Deep within the Forbidden Zone stood a palace that was not particularly ornate. A massive figure stood up inside the palace, then began to walk outward. With every step, the figure shrank in size. By the time it reached the crowd of black-robed men, it was no different from an ordinary human.

The hundreds of black-robed figures bowed their heads in solemnity as the figure approached. They were expressionless, yet their eyes were filled with fanaticism.

The figure stepped out from the shadows into the sunlight and stretched. A hairy face with a beak-like mouth was revealed to everyone. It was a monkey wearing bronze armor. The monkey glanced at the crowd, grinned, and without a word, tore through the void and stepped inside.

Once the monkey vanished, all the black-robed figures took to the air, charging toward the direction of the Tianqing Plains.

If anyone from the Kunlun Secret Realm had seen this scene, they would have been astonished, shocked, and terrified. Even Kunlun would have trembled, for among those black-robed figures, there were those they recognized and those they had only heard of in legends.

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On the Tianqing Plains, the Kunpeng tribe was rampaging. A vast number of Kunpeng warriors were hunting exotic beasts; the entire plain was stained red with blood—some from the Kunpeng tribe, some from the beasts.

Kun Sha had ordered the clearing of all exotic beasts on the Tianqing Plains. He ordered that all remains visible on the plains be given a proper burial. Kun Sha wanted to ensure that the next batch of martial artists from Earth would never be ambushed by these beasts again. This was the account he intended to give to the powerhouses of Earth. He wanted them to know that his Kunpeng tribe had made sacrifices, that they had shed their blood on the Tianqing Plains just to pave the way for future Earth martial artists.

But this move was a massive disruption. The entire southern region of the Kunlun Secret Realm was in an uproar. Most of the southern tribes had already learned about the situation in the outside world. Some had ignored it, while others had not yet had the chance to act. By the time they decided to do something, Kun Sha had already occupied the Tianqing Plains. Those who went to negotiate were sent away in disgrace.

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The moment the space at the portal between the Kunlun Secret Realm and Earth was torn open, Kun Sha, standing at the threshold, felt his hair stand on end. He turned stiffly to see a monkey clad in bronze armor stepping out from the spatial rift.

Cold sweat streamed down Kun Sha’s face. Tearing the void—this was something only an Eleventh-Rank expert could do. It was common knowledge that there were no Eleventh-Rank powerhouses in the Kunlun Secret Realm. Yet, the monkey before him shattered that assumption.

The monkey stepped out of the void, looked at Kun Sha, and a hint of a smile appeared on its hairy face. It nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. Your body is strong. No wonder you could withstand the hurricane barrier in the sky to pass through and slaughter beasts of the same rank afterward. Not bad, not bad! Haha, truly not bad!"

The monkey’s voice grew louder and louder. Kun Sha’s face turned increasingly grim.