"We express our gratitude to the Master for your protection. From this moment on, we shall obey your every command!"
Zi Yun and the others bowed in thanks again, a sense of relief spreading across their faces. With the Desolate Master's word, their lives were secured.
After Zi Yun and the others departed, the Desolate Master sat alone on his throne. After a long while, a terrifying aura erupted, shattering the table before him.
"All of you are useless! Li Xiaotian, why are you still alive, you ant? You managed to turn the situation around! Damn it!"
The Desolate Master roared, his expression contorted.
"And that bitch Yue E! Good, very good! All the people I hate have gathered together!"
"One day, I will destroy you all! Not a single person who has offended me will escape!!"
Yue E's identity held no mystery for someone of the Desolate Master's caliber. Some ancient powerhouses likely recognized her.
However, no one dared to speak her name. In ancient times, Yue E was not known for her pleasant temper, and she had offended many. What was most daunting was that her own strength was considerable, and she was said to have a peak Heavenly-tier elder backing her.
Meanwhile, the true impact of Da Qin's victory over the Western Xinjiang Alliance began to manifest. The closest sects to Da Qin's current six cities all declared their allegiance. In a single night, thirteen sects and thirteen cities were incorporated into Da Qin's territory.
Concurrently, many sects sent messages of goodwill, seeking to form an alliance with Da Qin and expressing their willingness to send reinforcements when the demon race launched their next attack on Da Qin.
On the international stage, nations dispatched envoys overnight, hoping to engage in technical exchanges with Da Qin and learn about their mecha technology.
Li Xiaotian's name once again reverberated across the globe. Previously known as the Dragon King, recognized by nations, he was now Li Xiaotian, a name known to all.
In Europe, within an ancient castle, a young man with golden hair emerged from the castle, riding a white horse. He possessed a countenance that could captivate millions of maidens, exuding an aura of elegance.
"As contemporaries, the Lion of my Golden Family shall shine brightly. Now, someone is blocking your radiance, Caesar. Go defeat Li Xiaotian and prove your strength. Upon your victorious return, you shall receive the family's Golden Holy Spear!"
Hearing the words of his elder, Caesar curved his lips slightly. The world's revival and the return of ancient powerhouses were misfortunes for most of the current generation, but a select few families were more fortunate.
They had steadfastly believed in their family's creed since ancient times and had been awaiting the return of their ancestors.
The Golden Family of Europe was one such example. In this great upheaval of heaven and earth, they not only suffered no losses but had also grown considerably stronger.
"Li Xiaotian, not bad. You will surely become a stepping stone for me on my path to invincibility!"
Caesar muttered to himself, kicked the white horse beneath him, and instantly vanished into the night sky like a streak of light.
At the same time, within the holy city of the Vatican, a woman bathed in white light slowly ascended into the sky. Her skin was as white as snow, and her face was as beautiful as a painting. She flew towards the east.
"Convey the Master's will, that the Master's love may embrace all beings. On this journey to the East, you will witness the most dazzling group of geniuses of this era. Go, Selena. As a Saintess, you have the obligation to participate in this feast."
The Vatican, a land completely governed by the revived power, the sole power of Buddhism.
An Indian man with swarthy skin walked through the air, stepping on lotuses. Wherever he passed, countless devotees prostrated themselves.
"Amitabha, there will be bloodshed in the East. I see the fall of countless human prodigies. This is a loss for humanity, and I must prevent it!"
The Buddhist son, A San, muttered to himself. An imperial-level white elephant appeared in the sky and stopped beneath A San, carrying him towards the East.
On the Pacific's Atlantis Island, which had slumbered for millennia underwater and only re-emerged after the great change in heaven and earth.
Two figures emerged from the island, a man and a woman. They had sea-blue hair. The man's appearance was stern yet handsome, while the woman was petite but undeniably cute, as if they had stepped out of an anime.
"Brother, what's fun about going to the East? Why don't we go to the Arctic ice plains and catch some cute bears there?"
The sister said, her voice laced with a hint of playful complaint, then continued.
"Besides, we're both ancient people. Although we were sealed and fell into slumber at the age of twenty, we are, in essence, the elders of those youngsters. Competing with them feels a bit embarrassing."
However, the man did not reply. Instead, he reached into the sea, sending out a subtle ripple.
"Boom!"
A towering geyser erupted from the sea, and then a massive, dark creature, its form indistinguishable, appeared before the siblings.
"Let's go!"
The man said, then stepped onto the giant beast's back. His sister stuck out her tongue behind him before reluctantly following.
In the Earth War Zone, where the Blood Sea now resided, at the edge of the Blood Sea, bloody figures emerged one after another, walking out of the Blood Sea.
"The nine of you have only one mission this time: bring Li Xiaotian back to the Blood Sea. Heh, he's been cultivating my technique, yet he's still not returning. Truly audacious!"
"Yes, Master!"
The nine responded in unison.
"Li Xiaotian, hehe, I'm back."
The man at the forefront sneered, his eyes filled with madness and killing intent. He was none other than Li Wenbo, who had long been presumed dead!
Top forces from all regions had dispatched the pride of their younger generations to Da Qin, and they all had a single objective: to defeat Li Xiaotian.
Li Xiaotian was currently hailed as the foremost figure of the current era. While his own strength had improved rapidly, there was a more significant reason: his equals had yet to appear.
And now, they had arrived!