Ninth Island Circle.

A auspicious cloud was suspended high in the sky, supporting several exquisite palaces and pavilions.

In a large hall with golden tiles, silver walls and a base of beautiful jade in the middle, six old men with ancient faces wearing tall crowns and long robes were looking sternly at the giant sand table in the middle of the hall, which was three hundred miles long and wide.

This sand table is obviously a rare treasure that is rarely seen in the outside world. It is three hundred miles long and wide, and is surrounded by smoke and clouds. As the six old men shouted in a low voice, scenes from various places in the nine island circles of the vast Fallen Star Ocean flashed, and the size was determined by the heart and every detail was visible.

Don't bother talking about the First Island Circle which has been almost flattened, and don't bother about him as the Second Island Circle is calm and peaceful.

The most terrible thing is that countless armies of the Celestial Tribe appeared simultaneously in the core areas of the third, fourth, and fifth island circles. What's worse, the Celestial Tribe's vanguard forces have appeared in the outer seas of the sixth island circle.

"Overnight, just overnight, why did it come to this?" An old man with a sun mark on his forehead emitting infinite light roared angrily: "It's ridiculous, it's totally unreasonable, it's shameful, it's really shameful!"

An old man with a silver moon inlaid between his eyebrows and gorgeous moonlight constantly spraying in all directions suddenly grabbed at the void, and a scroll broke through the air and was grabbed by him. He opened the scroll and took a look, then suddenly stomped his feet fiercely.

"The exact news has come back. The third island circle, Green Warbler Island, actually hides a large teleportation array that leads directly to the first island circle. No one expected that the Celestial Clan would actually follow that teleportation array and reach the Baiji Islands directly."

An old man with a colorful halo spinning rapidly between his eyebrows, like a magnificent galaxy, constantly emitting countless rays of starlight, shouted in shock and anger: "Who is the Chief Inspector in charge of the Third Island Circle? Is he dead?"

The old man with a silver moon on his forehead sneered: "The Heavenly Corpse Master of the Ten Thousand Corpse Valley was originally half-dead, and now he is indeed dead. No one even noticed the signs of a fight. In short, the Heavenly Clan army suddenly emerged from Green Warbler Island, and Green Warbler Island was massacred. The main peak of Green Warbler Island disappeared, and the Heavenly Corpse Master fell."

Taking a deep breath, the old man waved the scroll in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Master Tianshi intends to snipe the Celestial Clan in the Baiji Islands. He is constantly mobilizing resources from the rear to transport them to the Baiji Islands and set up various defense arrangements. Therefore, there are thousands of ultra-long-distance giant teleportation arrays in operation in the Baiji Islands."

The old man with a scorching sun on his brow clapped his hands on the edge of the huge sand table. Clouds and smoke surged on the sand table, and a real-time image of the Baiji Islands emerged immediately - on the sea surface of the Baiji Islands, more than 100,000 giant teleportation arrays were seen running at full speed, and large groups of Celestial Clan slave soldiers were constantly rushing into the teleportation arrays.

God knows how many troops the Celestial Clan has deployed in the Baiji Islands. In short, the entire Baiji Islands are densely packed with the Celestial Clan's slave soldiers with bared fangs and claws. Countless flying boats are suspended in the sky, and on the flying boats are countless Celestial Clan warriors.

The fierce murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, and the clouds in the sky turned a deep blood color.

The Baiji Islands were even dyed red with blood!

Not just one or two islands, but almost all the islands in the entire Baiji Islands were dyed red with blood.

The old, weak, sick and disabled will be killed.

Anyone who dares to resist will be killed.

Those who disobey will be killed.

Passive resistance, kill!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Only those who were obedient and spineless were left as slaves, and those who were young and beautiful were left as his playthings, and all the others were killed overnight. The blood dyed the island red, and the flowing blood river dyed the sea red.

Countless sea fish and sea monsters rushed to the surface of the sea with joy. They frantically devoured the human bodies and blood thrown into the sea. Many sea monsters ate too much and sprayed out streams of blood when they burped.

With the Baiji Islands as the core, dozens of Celestial Clan armies attacked rapidly and frantically in all directions.

The spiritual forces in the third island circle were caught off guard. According to their estimates, it would take at least several years for the Celestial Clan army to arrive. They hadn't even started attacking the second island circle yet. How come they suddenly appeared at their doorstep?

In just one night, hundreds of spiritual forces of all sizes near the Baiji Islands were wiped out.

Countless spiritual practitioners were forcibly organized into slave soldiers. Under the scolding of the Heavenly Tribe's war supervisors, they walked into the teleportation array with a bewildered look on their faces. Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual practitioners really didn't understand why the Heavenly Tribe's army suddenly appeared at their doorstep? Why did they suddenly become slaves of the Heavenly Tribe?

The powerful foundation of the Celestial Clan allowed them to build more than 100,000 giant teleportation arrays overnight!

One hundred thousand giant teleportation arrays lead to tens of thousands of different destinations in the third, fourth and fifth island circles.

Countless armies of the Celestial Clan appeared almost simultaneously in various places in the three island circles, and the spiritual cultivation forces that were not on guard at all were beaten to a pulp and were completely routed. Wherever the Celestial Clan armies appeared, the nearby spiritual cultivation forces suffered almost a devastating blow.

An old man with a green crystal stone inlaid between his eyebrows, shaped like a tree with lush branches and leaves, snorted coldly: "Total defeat? Humph! Good, very good! In the previous many battles, no one from my Three Immortal Sect came forward, and the major forces in the Spirit Realm acted on their own, but we didn't lose so miserably!"

The old man sneered, "This time, we old men were so excited to supervise the battle, but we were defeated! Haha, if this gets out and people say we are all useless old men, it would be really... a great honor!"

The old man, with starlight gushing from his brows, lightly tapped the sand table with his finger. The wind and clouds on the sand table, which was three hundred miles long and wide, changed dramatically, and the scene outside the Broken Dragon Gate in the Windless Canyon suddenly became visible.

"It's not a total rout. Other places may be like this, but the Windless Canyon is well defended!"

In front of the Dragon-Breaking Gate, Huo Xuan was like a monkey with chili oil smeared on his butt, jumping up and down and shouting provocations, and the spear in his hand continuously spewed out fire dragons to attack the Dragon-Breaking Gate.

The defensive barrier on the Dragon-Breaking Gate was emitting auspicious light, and no matter how Huo Xuan attacked, the Dragon-Breaking Gate remained motionless.

Large groups of spiritual practitioners from the Windless Canyon quickly followed the corridors built in the cliffs on both sides of the waterway and came to the Broken Dragon Gate. The Broken Dragon Gate, which was dozens of miles wide and several miles thick, was densely packed with hundreds of thousands of spiritual elites, and countless large-scale war machines of various powerful types were neatly stacked.

Hearing Huo Xuan's provocative curses outside the Dragon-Breaking Gate, the spiritual practitioners on the Gate just laughed out loud. Some spiritual practitioners with rough personalities even shouted at the top of their voices to greet Huo Xuan's female ancestors. Their words were so filthy and obscene that they were simply unbearable to hear.

Huo Xuan was furious, and he would occasionally use the Fiery Altar to ram the Dragon Breaking Gate. However, his cultivation was limited, and the power of the Fiery Altar could not be fully exerted. Every time he was hit by the recoil force, he was dizzy, but the Dragon Breaking Gate did not suffer any damage.

The old man with a blazing sun between his eyebrows smiled calmly: "Windless Canyon? Yes, that's right. Send a message to them. No matter what, they are not allowed to fall. At any cost, no matter how many Celestial Tribes besiege them, they must hold on."