Otherworldly Evil Monarch

“It’s done.” It was the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master who said this. As he spoke, he discreetly tucked his Nine Nether Essence Qi away.

Jun Moxie looked at him in shock.

“Didn’t you feel it? That mysterious flame had already left a temporary brand on my Nine Nether Essence Qi.” The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master said with a smile. “It was a really faint one. Which means it probably acknowledged my control of it once. And this is it!”

Jun Moxie let out a sigh of relief and grumbled. “You should be satisfied that you’re allowed to control it even once! Do you even know what sort of flame that is?”

“I had always been wondering, can such divine flame really be controlled by human strength? Now, I finally understand. Although this flame is on you and is a part of you, it is separated from you. At least, it is not created by you, right?” The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master looked at him interestingly. “Jun Moxie, you’re one brat with lots of secrets, ah!”

“So what? There are even greater ones that you haven’t seen yet!” Jun Moxie scoffed, completely unsurprised. It’d really be odd if the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master couldn’t detect this.

“You’re that Nine Firmament First Old Master that helped me out back then, right?” The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master said nonchalantly, looking into the skies.

“Uhm…” Jun Moxie laughed awkwardly. “Where did this come from? What reasons do you have for this opinion?”

“There’s none! It’s just a feeling. Actually, I had this feeling for a long time. But you were too weak, so I couldn’t confirm it. But now, you’re qualified enough to pose a threat to me, so I became surer of it!”

“That’s right! It’s me.” Jun Moxie raised his brow. “The Nine Firmament First Old Master!”

“You brat really are brazen! Do you know that this random name you gave yourself that day offended the biggest taboos of our Nine Nethers?! Just because of the five words ‘Nine Firmament First Old Master’, you and I are destined for an inevitable death-battle!”

“After this war, if we are both alive, I’ll definitely fight with you!” Jun Moxie’s gaze turned incisive. “I had already wanted to seek the guidance of the so-called invincible arts of the Nine Nethers! How powerful is it truly?!”

“The person with the greatest chance of survival after this battle, including me, is definitely you. I believe you will definitely have the opportunity to challenge me. In fact, I too, wish to see for myself, how many secrets you harbor. And how powerful these hidden secrets of yours are!” The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master replied.

Jun Moxie remained silent for a while, before replying. “I also believe you will have the chance. But all the Nine Nether Young Masters may not be able to bear the extent of the secrets I carry!”

Then, they remained silent, putting their hands behind their back as they directed their gaze over to the Outsiders’ territory.

How they were going to battle remained to be seen. The top priority right now was to survive this battle. Ultimately emerging victorious from it was secondary.

Under their precise spiritual senses, they detected that those people were already restless.

A dark red flag was already stuck on the ground before them.

It was obvious—they were about to move!

The next moment, the shrill cry of the bugle horn rang out!

All the bugle horns on the Outsiders’ troops, including all those that never made a move, began to cry out!

Over ten thousand bungle horns cried out across the horizon!

Over eight hundred thousand men cried out. “Divine Sun!! The greatest!”

A send off by millions!

Legend had it that the souls of warriors that were sent off in this manner would return back to the holy land of the Divine Sun, be worshipped by the Outsiders, and have their souls last forever!

This was the most formal send off by the Divine Sun race in all of history!

Right now, this ritual was being carried out for these ten thousand Saint Emperors!

The instance the bungle horns rang out, the hundred thousand Outsiders who were attacking suddenly retreated. The noisy battlefield had suddenly turned into a sea of silence.

Amidst this deathly silence, there was a heavy and chilling pressure!

This was the real calm before the storm!

Everyone was clear, the attack coming from the Outsiders next would be unprecedented! If… they all charge forward, at full force, the defense line put up by the alliance of the Xuan Xuan Continent’s forces may very likely crumble at this instant!

But there was an exception. A voice rang out!

Gu Han roared hysterically. “Holy Land!!!!!!!!!”

Mo Wudao, Xi Ruochen, Huyan Aobo took a step forward in unison, with such great force that the puddles of blood on the ground splattered about. They raised their arm and roared: “Holy Land!!!”

“The glory of tens of thousands of years! Today is history! Today marks history!” Gu Han cried out with all his might, as if he was going to shred the heavens with this cry!

“The glory of tens of thousands of years! Today is history! Today marks history!” Seven thousand Holy Land experts yelled with all their strength, solemn, grim expressions on their faces.

Practically all of them had sustained severe injuries. At this moment, they all used the Heaven Reversal Pill Jun Moxie had given them previously. In these couple of days, Jun Moxie had been rushing about refining pills and swords, finally covering the shortage of supply of the Heaven Reversal Pill. This was the most he could do currently!

But it was this that had obtained the respect of everyone from the Holy Lands!

Because the effects of a single Heaven Reversal Pill was heaven-defying!

Gifting seven thousand heaven-defying pills to your old nemesis… this magnanimity and generosity… no one from the Holy Land felt that they would be able to do it if it were them…

There was no need for reminders or commands.

Everyone was clear that right now, this moment was the most crucial moment!

This moment was the moment they turned their lives into the most brilliant fireworks!

Using their most dazzling, brilliant lives to protect the safety of the entire continent!

With no turning back!

Glory, history, would happen today!

Under the lead of the three leaders of the Holy Land, seven thousand men reformed into three orderly units: the Elusive World of Immortals, Illusory Blood Sea, and Supreme Golden City!

They marched forward with no hesitation in their steps, determination in their eyes!

Ten thousand years of glory, success, and everything!

Shall all be determined in this moment!

Right and wrong, success and failure are temporary! Achievements and crimes will be determined by the history books!

The three units advanced silently like three powerful currents!

Everyone’s backs were upright!

At this final moment of their lives, their faces were filled with pride!

The pride that belonged to the Holy Lands would last forever!

“Salute!” Mei Xueyan’s voice shook the skies.

All the Tian Fa warriors raised their hands and saluted their past nemesis in the most respectful manner!

“Those bunch of scums from the three Holy Lands, the bunch that I hate the most! Because they’ve always eradicated any threats, be it potential or not, to their position as the protector of the Continent, without any exceptions!”

In the skies, the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master suddenly sighed. “Before this, I never imagined that a bullsh*t organization like this would let me, the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master, respect them one day!”

“Indeed! They committed all sorts of despicable acts for their so-called beliefs. But right now, they’re honorable! They, at this very moment, is worthy of our sincere respect! And their sacrifice today, will write off all the enmity between us! Not only do I respect them, I’ll continue respecting them from now on!” Jun Moxie said.

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master sighed.

“Adversity is the best test; real heroes will only rise amidst chaos!” Jun Moxie suddenly yelled from the skies. “Listen up, Holy Land! The enmity between us shall be written off with this! I, Jun Moxie, in the name of the Evil Monarch, promise you that I will definitely slay Zhan Kuang! And seek revenge for you!”

Jun Moxie’s voice was extremely agitated when he said the last few words.

He knew that it was only the duty of the three Holy Lands to fight against the Outsiders!

The Outsiders may be their opponent, but they had never been their enemy.

The real, greatest enemy of the three Holy Lands was still Zhan Kuang! And only Zhan Kuang!

It was undoubtedly the greatest regret of everyone from the three Holy Lands to be unable to kill Zhan Kuang and seek revenge!

Today, right now, at the moment they resolutely, vehemently were about to meet death, Jun Moxie had given this absolutely difficult promise!

Zhan Kuang. The cultivation of a Half-Sage, a body that cannot be killed! How could he be killed easily?

But Jun Moxie still promised to do it! Because Jun Moxie’s conscience didn’t allow him to let these warriors go onto the Yellow Springs with regrets!

Even if they were willing to!

“Many thanks!” Mo Wudao raised his head, locking eyes with Jun Moxie as he cupped his fists.

All seven thousand men cuffed their fists in unison.

Then, they walked ahead with their heads held high!

Jun Moxie felt a surge of emotions. He suddenly waved his hand and three giant flags fell from the skies, unfurling in the air. There were golden words written on each of them, glistening brightly!

“Elusive World of Immortals”

“Illusory Blood Sea”

“Supreme Golden City”