Chapter 468: Crisis of the Blue Sky Realm
Not many people knew about the return of the Son of Sun, only a few people in the Heavenly Palace knew about it. After all, this secret had hardly been passed down.
The Spirit of the Great Dao arrived in the Three Realms later, and the cultivators who knew this secret had already entered the Xuanlong Realm. In other words, apart from the people in the Heavenly Palace, perhaps only a few immortals in the Xuanlong Realm knew about it.
However, the scene when the Son of the Sun returned was seen by everyone in the world. Two suns hung in the sky, the clouds were burning with flames, and countless stars fell, turning into streams of fire and smashing into the three realms. It was so powerful that it was like the end of the world.
Here, dark clouds are rolling, the earth is gray, and the scene is devastated.
Suddenly, a red light appeared in the inky black clouds. The red light became brighter and brighter, and finally broke out of the inky black clouds.
Son of Yang looked at the ruined place and frowned, "Is this where you live? There is no life and no sunlight."
Wu Lieyang stood aside respectfully and said, "No, we live down there, beside the lava at the center of the earth."
The Son of Yang frowned and snorted, "As their descendants, how could you fall to such a state?"
Wu Lieyang smiled bitterly, "We failed in the battle that year. The cultivators were too powerful and we were no match for them. Later, a group of people appeared, claiming to be Dao beings, and formed a three-way confrontation with us and the cultivators. However, we were weak and were attacked by both cultivators and Dao beings, and we were almost destroyed. Our ancestors found this place and hid themselves. According to records, the Dao spirits are very powerful, and there are many saints. Even the cultivators were defeated and hid in other realms."
“Dao living beings?” Son of Yang nodded and said, “No wonder I felt the aura of these people was so strange. It turns out they are Dao living beings. Do you know where they came from?”
Wu Lieyang shook his head. "I don't know. According to the records of our ancestors, after you, the God, were sealed, the sky suddenly broke apart, golden light shone everywhere, and a group of warriors appeared. These warriors are the Great Dao creatures."
"The creatures of the Great Dao, are they born from the Great Dao? Humph, the Great Dao is the sky, and I was born when the world was first created. I am not even called a creature of the Great Dao, but they dare to call themselves that. They are so arrogant. Could it be that they are the descendants of the sky?" The Son of Yang sneered.
Wu Lieyang and his companions led the Son of Yang to a gray mountain. This mountain was thousands of feet high and deep into the clouds, but it was not very conspicuous in this dim world. The mountain was like a withered and rotten wood, without a trace of life. Wu Lieyang came to a huge rock on the mountainside. This huge rock was called basalt because it was like a turtle shell. Under the basalt, there was a very hidden crack. The crack was very small and only allowed one person to pass through. However, once you walked through this crack, the space seemed spacious.
Wu Lieyang, Wu Qinghuo and the others were ready to drill in as usual, but the Son of Yang stopped them, "Now that I'm back, why would I let you drill this dog hole again?" After saying that, his palms were filled with fire knives that splashed and whistled as they chopped towards the basalt.
Boom! The fire knife swept across, and the whole mountain shook. Then a crack began to appear from the basalt. The crack slowly spread upward and downward. Finally, only a loud bang was heard, and the whole mountain was split in half starting from the basalt!
A conical mountain, split into a V-shaped col.
There was an even louder commotion beneath the ground. The people of the Fire Crow Clan were terrified, thinking that the core of the earth had erupted. But when they saw the tall, red-haired man, they calmed down and prostrated themselves on the ground. Even though rocks were falling above their heads, it could not stop them from kneeling down to worship the Son of the Sun.
Yang Zhizi frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
"Who is the current patriarch of the Fire Crow Clan?" asked the Son of Yang.
An old man carefully stood up from the kneeling crowd, bent over and took a step forward, and replied: "Now our Huowu tribe no longer has a leader. We are now practicing the elders system. I am one of the four elders."
"This is the chief elder of the Council of Elders, Wu Meng." Wu Lieyang explained.
"The Council of Elders? Okay, let's call it the Council of Elders. All of you come here." Yang Zi said impatiently. He found a larger open space and sat down on a stone, completely ignoring his image in the eyes of others.
The four elders all came over and stood respectfully in front of the Son of Yang.
"Don't just stand there, sit down, everyone." The elders looked around and saw that there was no place to sit, so they sat down where they were.
When everyone was seated, Yang's son's face straightened and he asked, "How many of the more than one hundred tribes are left now?"
The great elder Wu Meng replied, "Back then, the great Dao creatures appeared and attacked us from both sides with the cultivators, causing us heavy losses. The hundreds of tribes of our Fire Clan were almost destroyed. If we had not hidden ourselves in order to preserve the fire, we would have died out long ago. Now, as far as I know, only eight of the hundreds of tribes of the Fire Clan remain. The rest are either hiding in unknown places or have been exterminated."
Yang Zhizi frowned, "Eight divisions? How many people are there?"
The Great Elder didn't know why the Son of Yang asked this, so he thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure how many people there are in other tribes, but my Fire Crow tribe has a total of more than 50,000 people, and more than 30,000 people who can fight. I'm sure the number of other tribes is not much different."
"Well, can you contact them?" Yang Zi asked again.
"Yes, our Huowu clan is connected with the other seven clans. They have made great contributions to your comeback as the God of Fire." said the Great Elder.
The Son of Yang nodded, "I know what you have done. I will remember your contributions and your comeback." He stood up, "But now that I am back, your efforts will not be in vain. Now that I am back, I will definitely let you return to the glory of three thousand years ago! I will let you live under the sky again, looking up to see the sun and feel the breeze, instead of living underground without sunlight! We want revenge, our iron hooves will trample the bodies of the enemies who hurt my relatives, and use their blood and flesh as sacrifices for my dead relatives!"
“Three thousand years have passed. Are you still willing to follow me and take back the sky that originally belonged to us?” The Son of Yang’s eyes were burning as he swept over everyone present.
"The blue sky, the warm sunshine, the refreshing breeze." The great elder Wu Meng knelt down excitedly, "I, Wu Meng, am willing to follow Lord Fire God!"
"I, Wu Lieyang, am willing to follow Lord Fire God!"
"I am Wu Qinghuo, Wu Lin, and Wu Hongshuang!" The three of them said in unison, "We are willing to follow Lord Fire God!"
"We are willing to follow Lord God of Fire and take back the sky that belongs to us!" said the others.
Son of Yang looked at everyone and laughed, "Good! It seems you haven't lost your blood yet! Wu Meng, go contact the other seven tribes and ask their leaders to come."
"Yes, Kagami!"
A day later, the other seven tribes who got the news all rushed here. It turned out that they had already rushed here when the strange phenomenon fell from the sky, so they came here so quickly.
The elders and clan leaders of the seven tribes also pledged allegiance to the Son of the Sun and were willing to continue to follow him.
Thus, the eight tribes of Huowu, Huolin, Huoyu, Huodongfang, Huozhu, Huolie, Huoji and Huojin formed the Eight Tribes of the God of Fire, with a total of more than 200,000 warriors. They walked out of the dark land and headed towards the Three Realms.
Since the No Man's Land was closest to the Blue Sky Realm, the Blue Sky Realm was the first to suffer.
For this enemy that suddenly appeared behind the Qingtian Realm, the Qingtian Realm had no soldiers to resist for a while. Because they had just captured a war zone in the Huangtian Realm, most of their soldiers were sent to the front war zone, leaving only a few defenders in the rear. But how could these defenders be a match for the Eight Tribes of the God of Fire? The flames of war spread, and in just three days, more than ten realms of Qingtian Realm were captured by the Eight Tribes of the God of Fire.
In the Qingtian Palace, Qingtian was overwhelmed by the news of the war situation coming from the rear.
He was summoned back to the capital three days ago because of the battle situation in the Heaven Realm. He was waiting for everyone's return in the Holy City, but he didn't expect such a situation to occur.
"How's the situation in the rear now?" Qingtian of Qingtian Realm asked tiredly with dark circles under his eyes, looking at the ministers kneeling on the ground in the hall.
"Your humble servant is incompetent, your humble servant is incompetent." The ministers below were trembling and could not utter a complete sentence.
"Bang!" Qing Tian slammed the dragon chair hard and shouted, "A bunch of useless people, can't you even speak in complete sentences? Or can't you understand the words? Where is the battle report just sent?"
The ministers were shocked and all looked at the man in the front of the hall. He knelt on the ground and took out a memorial. He said in a trembling voice: "There is a war report from the rear, saying..." He swallowed his saliva, and a few drops of sweat fell on his forehead. He read tremblingly: "The three realms of Yunshan, Haizhong, and Diedilang have all failed."
Qingtian clenched his fist, but the man hadn't finished speaking yet.
He secretly glanced at the sky above, and said in a trembling voice, "The Jiantai and Dongyuan realms abandoned their realms and surrendered. Now this enemy of unknown origin has already invaded the Nilong Pass of the Longyuan realm. Lord Hai is resisting desperately. If the Nilong Pass fails, the Longyuan realm will also fall."
"Ah!" The ministers in the palace exclaimed and whispered, "If Longyuan Realm is breached, the enemy will have no problem reaching Qingmu Realm without any resistance!"
The Qingmu Realm is the most important realm in the Qingtian Realm. The capital of the Qingtian Realm, Beijing, is located in the Qingmu Realm. In other words, the enemy of unknown origin has already arrived at their doorstep!
Suddenly, there was chaos in the hall.
"Silence!" Qing Tian shouted, and the ministers finally quieted down, but no one was calm in their hearts.
"Haven't you figured out the enemy's identity yet?" Qingtian held his forehead and said.
"Not yet." The minister who read the battle report said, "Because there are fewer defenders in the rear, and it is the period of the Xianshan Holy Conference, there is no strength to fight at all. It will be defeated at the first touch, so it is impossible to tell which force the enemy is."
"Then do the ministers have any countermeasures?"
"I think we should quickly withdraw the troops in front and defend Qingmu Realm. Only by defending Qingmu Realm can we have the strength to fight."
"Are you confused? His Majesty has already ordered the withdrawal of the second and fourth armies yesterday. They are expected to arrive in the capital tomorrow."
"As long as Lord Guan Hai, the Dragon of Longyuan Realm, can hold out for one day, we will have the power to fight back. By then, we will wipe them all out."
"But Lord Hai only has 10,000 defenders. It may be difficult for him to hold on for a day." Because it is close to the capital, in order to prevent rebellion, there are only 10,000 defenders. Now these 10,000 defenders have become a life-saving straw.
"Report! The latest battle report from the front!" Suddenly a voice was heard outside the hall.
"pass!"
"Your Majesty, the Lord is above! One stick of incense ago, the Nilong Pass was breached, the Longyuan Realm has fallen, Lord Hai resisted to the end, and now he is dead!"
"Ah!" Upon hearing the news, the entire court was in a panic.
But the battle report was not yet finished. After only a cup of tea, another battle report was sent from the teleportation array outside.
"Oh no! The thieves took advantage of the withdrawal of our second and fourth armies to attack the frontline. Now the second war zone has fallen!"
Qingtian suddenly felt a buzzing in his head and was completely confused.