Chapter 2333: 2315 Racial War (None Today)

Xuanguang City is a crucial defense line for humanity against foreign races. Several Integration Stage cultivators are permanently stationed there, and it gathers over a million cultivators.

In a secret chamber, True Monarch Jinding sat cross-legged on a light golden futon. His eyes were closed, and his hands formed seals, as a massive humanoid illusion floated above his head.

Most of the humanoid illusion's body shimmered with a dazzling metallic luster, appearing as if it were solid.

After a while, a sound transmission talisman flew in.

The humanoid illusion above True Monarch Jinding's head slowly dispersed and vanished. He opened his eyes, his brow furrowed.

He grabbed the sound transmission talisman and crushed it, as a frantic voice suddenly rang out: "Master, something terrible has happened! The foreign race army is advancing towards us. Five Integration Stage cultivators are leading them, and there are over a hundred Void Refinement Stage cultivators alone. The leader is Qing Lin of the Spiritfire Race."

True Monarch Jinding's expression darkened. A large-scale, unprovoked invasion by the foreign races was truly peculiar.

Regardless, with such a major event occurring, they had to request assistance from the major forces.

He took out a shimmering spiritual compass, injected a spell into it, and commanded: "Immediately request aid from other forces. Cultivators within the city are to end their leave and prepare for battle."

"Yes, Master."

A respectful male voice suddenly rang out.

Tens of millions of miles away from Xuanguang City, an open area was occupied by over a million foreign race members. One could see various exotic birds and beasts, as well as half-demons, beastmen, spirit races, and multi-eyed races, among others.

Inside a magnificent golden palace, five Integration Stage cultivators—four men and one woman—were discussing something, their expressions grim.

Yan Ji and Bai Xuan were both present. In this battle, they represented the Spiritfire Race, commanding the allied foreign forces.

"Fairy Yan, Fellow Daoist Bai," a male voice began, "we have a million troops deployed, plus the cooperation of demonic beasts. There's no need to wait here. If you ask me, we should directly attack Xuanguang City."

A middle-aged man with a tiger head and human body, his skin green, said this indifferently. This was Hu Xiao, representative of the Beastman Race, a Mid Integration Stage cultivator.

The Beastman Race's overall strength was not significant. While the Spiritfire Race was originally their vassal, the relationship had reversed after the Spiritfire Race rose to power.

"It's better to be cautious," suggested a red-faced elderly man in a green robe, who had green spiritual patterns on his face and hands, and two small golden flowers growing on his shoulders. "Prudence ensures longevity. Since Xuanguang City was established, we've only breached it three times. It requires at least ten Integration Stage cultivators to breach it. Humans are skilled at setting up formations and crafting artifacts; a rash assault on the city will only deplete our forces." This was Mu Sen, representative of the Spirit Race, an Early Integration Stage cultivator.

"I have no objections," a ten-foot-tall golden skeleton shrugged and said indifferently. "I'll follow Fairy Yan and Fellow Daoist Bai's lead." The golden skeleton's body shimmered with golden light, and two golden flames flickered in its hollow eye sockets. This was Gu Xin, representative of the Bone Race, an Early Integration Stage cultivator.

The Bone Race and Spirit Race faced difficulties in reproduction; their populations were small, and their strength was limited.

"It's not the agreed-upon time yet," Yan Ji said, her expression grim. "Let's focus on training for now. In this war, we don't know how many will die. Perhaps we all might perish."

"Fairy Yan," Mu Sen asked, confused, "with just the five of us, even if we breach Xuanguang City, we won't be able to penetrate humanity's heartland, will we? What is the purpose of this large-scale operation?" Every time the Spiritfire Race launched a major war, their smaller races had to send people to participate and even lead the charge. To be honest, he didn't want to go to war with humanity at all, but he dared not defy the Spiritfire Race's orders, otherwise the Spirit Race would have been annihilated long ago.

"Don't worry, there are other fellow daoists," Yan Ji replied, her tone stern. "For now, we're just applying some pressure on humanity. As for our ultimate goal, I'm not clear either; I am acting on the Grand Priest's orders. Anyone who disobeys orders will be executed without mercy. Those who achieve great merit will be heavily rewarded, including a Fire Firmament Pearl."

"A Fire Firmament Pearl? Fairy Yan? Is that true?" Hu Xiao's breathing quickened. The Fire Firmament Pearl was an exclusive treasure of the Spiritfire Race. Integration Stage cultivators could use it to pass major heavenly tribulations, as it could weaken the power of lightning tribulations. However, it was a single-use item, difficult to refine, and even Integration Stage cultivators of the Spiritfire Race found it hard to obtain, so it rarely flowed out.

"Of course, why would I lie to you!" Yan Ji said, her tone cold. "First, dispatch people for proper training. If you want a Fire Firmament Pearl, you must serve well. If you wish to hold back, feel free, but if the Grand Priest finds out, you know the consequences." After she entered the Integration Stage, she had used a Fire Firmament Pearl to pass one major heavenly tribulation. While it could still be somewhat useful for the more powerful second major heavenly tribulation, it would be useless for the third.

The Spiritfire Race had mastered the refining method for the Fire Firmament Pearl, which contributed to their relatively higher number of Integration Stage cultivators. The five major races of Xuanyuan Continent all possessed similar treasures or grand formations, but these were extremely difficult to refine and could typically only be used once or twice.

Hu Xiao and Mu Sen shivered, then agreed.

Bai Xuan remained silent, his expression calm.

Xuanling City, over five hundred thousand miles long and a thousand feet high, was also one of the border cities. Integration Stage cultivators were permanently stationed there, and over a million cultivators gathered within.

Xuanling City's defensive target was the Yaksha Race, one of the five major races of Xuanyuan Continent. They currently had one Mahayana Stage cultivator. The Yaksha Race possessed extremely strong physical bodies, making them difficult to harm with magic treasures and very challenging to deal with.

To counter the Yaksha Race, True Monarch Thunder Dragon of the Myriad Spirit Sect was specifically stationed in Xuanling City.

Under normal circumstances, no one would disturb True Monarch Thunder Dragon's cultivation.

In a secret chamber, True Monarch Thunder Dragon sat cross-legged on a golden futon, cultivating. His eyes were closed, and a massive Thunder Dragon illusion floated above his head, most of it shimmering with spiritual light, appearing solid.

True Monarch Thunder Dragon was a half-demon, but he grew up in the Myriad Spirit Sect and considered himself human. He was proficient in lightning techniques and had killed two Integration Stage Yaksha Race members, earning him widespread renown.

After a while, True Monarch Thunder Dragon seemed to sense something. The Thunder Dragon illusion above his head suddenly dispersed, transforming into specks of silver light that vanished.

He opened his eyes, took out a shimmering green spiritual compass, injected a spell into it, and a frantic female voice suddenly rang out: "Uncle Master Long, something terrible has happened! The Yaksha Race army is advancing towards us. A conservative estimate puts their numbers at over a million, with at least three Integration Stage cultivators."

"Why panic? With me here, there's no need to panic," True Monarch Thunder Dragon said, his tone deep and full of confidence. "Immediately send out a message requesting support. I'm going out now. I've been in seclusion for many years, and my hands are itching for some action. I'll take down a few Integration Stage foreign race members to warm up."

"Yes, Uncle Master Long."

True Monarch Thunder Dragon stood up, stretching his limbs, and muttered to himself: "I hope to get some good things from the Yaksha Race; otherwise, it will be difficult to pass the next major heavenly tribulation."

Almost simultaneously, humanity's border cities successively requested aid. Large numbers of cultivators and supplies were transported to the border cities, and major sects dispatched their forces one after another.