Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 1167: The Army Approaches

Chapter 1167: Chapter 1167: The Army Approaches

At that time, in Ling Xiao’s eyes, those Martial Artists were unattainable beings, who could secure abundant clothing and food with just a simple gesture of their hands.

At that time, his sole desire was to learn martial arts, merely for the purpose of filling his stomach.

Later, upon arriving at the Ling Family, he who was constantly bullied shone brighter with every step after awakening the Mountain and River Martial Soul.

From that time, he fought his own way up.

From the Ling Family, to Yunkong City, then to the Moon Hua Sect, and eventually the entire Sacred Dynasty.

Now, he was not only the Chosen Son of Heaven but also the most outstanding Martial Artist among the younger generation of the Heavenly Dragon Continent.

But having been to the Divine Phoenix Continent, he understood very well that this was just the beginning.

He must not slacken; after settling things here, he has to continue on his Martial Artist’s path.

An unknown world is waiting for him to explore.

...

Outside Modu City, the vast sea churned with towering waves.

In an era filled with chaos, there were several uninhabited deserted islands teeming with monsters.

However, at this moment, these monsters had become delicious fare for the troops stationed here.

Having already spent two days here, although somewhat monotonous and dreary, the soldiers were full of high spirits.

They were waiting to join their king in breaching the horrific fortress of Modu—a city that loomed like a fierce beast in the night.

"They’re here!"

General Qin Huo suddenly stood up, looking at the two figures in the sky.

"Brothers, eat and drink your fill! We will soon engage in a heated battle with the King of Heavenly Dragon, seize Modu, and that is victory!"

"Yes!"

Having been pent up for two days, everyone was rearing to go, and seeing Ling Xiao appear naturally filled them with joy.

They certainly hadn’t forgotten what they had come here for with Ling Xiao.

It wasn’t for feasting or pleasure.

...

Daylight came, and in Modu, it was business as usual.

If there had to be mentioned a change, it was that today the city would host a tournament for Martial Artists under the age of thirty from all over the Heavenly Dragon Continent—the Hero Conference.

This was somewhat similar to the Martial Arts Festival of the Sacred Dynasty.

It seems that the True Demon Empire’s intentions were very clear; they wanted to replace the Sacred Dynasty and become the true rulers of the Heavenly Dragon Continent.

As it was the first edition of the tournament, the True Demon Empire placed even greater emphasis on it.

At this moment, the streets and lanes were bustling with activity.

People had just gotten out of bed early in the morning and were preparing to watch the excitement in Modu’s grand square.

Although today was only a warm-up for the Hero Conference, not the official competition, there were exciting performances, and it was also nice to go and enjoy the lively scene.

"Hey, have you heard? One of the Ten Great Phoenix Children of the Phoenix God Empire, the Peacock Princess, has actually come to our Modu!"

Someone well-informed was showing off their knowledge at a breakfast stall.

"Really? The Phoenix God Empire is much more powerful than our True Demon Empire. The Peacock Princess is among the finest of the younger generation in the Phoenix God Empire. What is she doing here? Could it be that she’s also here to participate in the Hero Conference?"

A curious bystander asked.

"Not exactly, I heard she came back accompanying the two great beauties Bai Qianjiao and Hong Li. Probably has taken a liking to one of them, and so is helping to build momentum, I guess."

The well-informed person analyzed.

"Tsk tsk, going to the Phoenix God Empire is something else, bringing back such a big shot. Impressive indeed."

"Yeah, if the Peacock Princess were to participate in the Hero Conference, I’m afraid there would be no one among us humans who could stand against her. It’s somewhat disheartening to think about."

"I wonder how that Chosen Son of Heaven is doing now, that Ling Xiao, the first-place winner at the Martial Arts Festival. Wasn’t there news that he died in the midst of war?"

"Not sure, there’s also talk that he went to the Phoenix God Empire. But that guy didn’t have much of a background, and he was so high-profile; probably died early if I had to guess. Even if he didn’t, he couldn’t compare to the young Martial Artists of the Sea Race, let alone being compared with the Peacock Princess."

"Indeed, our humanity might truly be on the decline."

Although the Sea Race occupies most of the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Continent, the largest population here is still human.

After all, due to the peculiarity of their bodies, most of the Sea Race cannot stay on land for extended periods.

These vast numbers of humans now form the bottom layer of society within the True Demon Empire, toiling harder than beasts, yet receiving the least in return.

Many still remember the Chosen Son of Heaven, Ling Xiao, who shone brightly during the Martial Arts festival.

Many have pinned their hopes for humanity’s revival on that young man.

However, nearly a year has passed, and it’s improbable for these ordinary people to know of Ling Xiao’s situation.

Quite a few believe that Ling Xiao may have died.

Of course, there are also those who silently pray in their hearts, praying for Ling Xiao to create another miracle, allowing humans to at least live with dignity in their own kingdom instead of being treated like slaves and beasts.

Rumble~~

Suddenly, a loud rumbling noise came from the sky, causing the ground to tremble.

People who were chatting and travelling curiously looked in that direction.

Unfortunately, the tall city wall blocked their view.

Some experienced individuals immediately put their ears on the ground to listen.

"It sounds like the noise of mounts, an army indeed, and the number is likely no less than fifty thousand!"

The person exclaimed as they stood up.

"Could it be that a war is imminent?"

The hearts of the common folk tensed up.

Although they are living like dogs now, deep inside, they still do not want war because war means death.

Quite a few martial artists leaped to high places, looking towards the distance.

A vast cloud of dust was approaching fast.

It was indeed a large army!

Apart from those on land, more than ten huge warships were also approaching Modu City, with their massive cannons looking extremely formidable.

These cannons could release tremendous energy, rivaling the attacks of Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artists.

Above the warships, numerous Array Formations were continuously drawing energy from the outside world.

They were also consuming vast amounts of Spirit Stones.

"What’s going on? Where did this army come from?"

On the city wall, the soldiers who held monocular telescopes had already seen the approaching army clearly.

"That flag is..."

"It’s the flag of the Chosen Son of Heaven!"

To let the people of the Heavenly Dragon Continent know whose army it was, Ling Xiao had specifically instructed the phrase "Chosen Son of Heaven" to be embroidered on it.

It didn’t matter if it looked good or not, clarity was all that mattered.

The soldiers’ hearts suddenly leaped to their throats.

Even fools know why the Chosen Son of Heaven, leading his army to Modu City, was coming.

"Quick! Close the city gates, and report to the Sea Emperor immediately!"

The so-called Sea Emperor is the Emperor of the True Demon Empire, distinguished from the former True Demon Emperor, thus simply adopting the title of Sea Emperor.

The current Sea Emperor is Jiao Batian.

The Jiao Batian who has already been killed by Ling Xiao.

The gates of Modu City swiftly closed, the heavy doors bearing clear inscriptions flickered, evidently, this was no ordinary gate.

Otherwise, any martial artist from the Heavenly Man Realm could destroy it, which would be meaningless.

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