C237 Hundred Years of War

Time flew by quickly. In the blink of an eye, the Hundred Year Great War had arrived. Li Yun felt that the Hundred Year Great War had arrived, so he bid farewell to Gu Feng and his family and leisurely flew to an island in the East Ocean. Why was Li Yun flying towards the East Sea? The reason for that was because the battlefield of the Hundred Years' War was located on a nameless island in the Pacific Ocean outside the East China Sea. When Li Yun arrived at the island, it was already filled with cultivators.

In this Hundred Year War, 99% of the experts in the cultivation world had come. Therefore, whether it was the righteous path or the Devil Dao, neither of them dared to show the slightest carelessness. If their negligence caused the destruction of the Chinese cultivation world, then they would be condemned as a thousand years old sinner, and this was not something that one person could afford. Therefore, the various sect heads did not dare to hesitate in the slightest, pulling over the experts that could fight in their respective sects with one breath, making many reclusive experts appear in the world.

This time, there are a total of about 50,000 people in the cultivation world. This is also the limit of what I can see in the cultivation world today. These 100,000 people were all at least at the Soul Formation stage, so those rank 1 Qi Drawing Realm cultivators weren't qualified to participate in this battle.

Among these 50,000 people were Spirit Transformation experts, 48,000 of them were at the Void level, 1800 of them were at the Void level, 200 of them were at the He Dao level, and there were dozens of Loose Immortals (Demons) at level one.

Seeing that the non-humankind's army hadn't arrived yet, the people from each sect drew their own circle. Some sat down and quietly rested, while others silently took out a white silk scarf and wiped their magic treasures. Although these magic treasures didn't have any rusted stains at all, many people still liked to use them. Alien race was the title Chinese cultivators used to cultivate in the west.

Behind Yun Zhen, there were hundreds of robed cultivators standing respectfully. They were all experts from Yun Zhen's sect, the Heavenly Cloud Sect, and all of them were at least at the late stage of Soul Formation. Among them, there were thirty Void Level masters, five Dao-level experts, which could be considered the elite strength of the Heavenly Cloud Sect. Qu Yanran and the rest were all by Yun Zhen's side. For the sake of this Hundred Year War, Yun Zhen had worked hard and called over Li Yun's guard, the first level of the Golden Immortal Stage, Wu Song. Wu Song was originally a Golden Immortal Stage Level 1 expert, but with Li Yun's guidance, Wu Song's cultivation increased significantly, reaching the Grand Yi Golden Immortal Stage. Other than the Xuanyuan family, the other families did not participate in the Hundred Year War, so Murong Tian and the others came with Yun Zhen.

After about three hours of waiting, a thick fog began to rise from the surface of the sea. Everyone was wondering how such a fine day could cause a fog to form. A few experts had already sent out their divine intents to investigate what I looked like.

"Everyone, get ready! The alien army is coming!" With a loud roar from the Karakorum sect leader, Qing Yangzi, the disciples who had been observing the fog walked back to their respective sects. They took out their weapons and nervously waited.

"Everyone, pay attention. Those damned aliens are coming. Everyone, get ready to attack." Yun Zhen ordered.

"Sister Yun, don't worry. We will definitely make it so that those people won't be able to leave today." Murong Tian said.

"That's right, Sister Yun. With Brother Li here, those alien Outsiders won't be able to hold back much longer." Qu Yanran said. After hearing what Qu Yanran had said, Yun Zhen, who was originally a little worried, completely relaxed. Yun Zhen had a blind confidence in Li Yun. In Yun Zhen's heart, there was nothing that could be difficult for him to do.

As the fog got closer, a large amount of fog started to spread towards the island. A Six Tribulations Rogue Immortal from the Kunlun Sect snorted disdainfully and said, "You dare to use such insignificant skills to make a fool of yourself? You're courting death. Today, this old man will show you alien races what the Power of the Heavens and the Earth is." He was one of the four Supreme Elders of the Kunlun Sect. His name was Tian Zi, and he was a six Tribulations Rogue Immortal. During this Hundred Year War, the Sect Leader had invited all four Supreme Elders from the Kunlun Sect who were in seclusion.

After that person finished speaking, a small, five-colored flag appeared in his hand. He held the small flag and waved it. After chanting a short incantation, he shouted, "Wind rises!" As expected, within a few seconds, a strong wind blew around the small island.

However, it was obvious that the non-humankind army in that great fog didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, and they had even desperately ordered that cloud of mist to rush towards the small island.

Seeing that these foreign species were still unwilling to give up, he snorted in anger, "Since you want to die, then don't blame me for it!"

Another five-colored small flag appeared in his other hand. He quickly waved the small flag with both of his hands. Moreover, it was unknown what he was mumbling about. When he stopped, he shouted again, "Nine Heavens Thunder Technique!"

Following that, the winds grew stronger, and more and more fog was blown away. Following that, lightning started to flash in the sky. One after another, bolts of heavenly thunder struck down towards the fog.

As more and more lightning descended from the sky, explosions and light flames started to emit from time to time. From time to time, screams could be heard mixed in with the screams. One had to know that those lightning strikes were from the heavens. Their might was not much weaker than the lightning strikes encountered by the cultivators of the Path Unity Stage. They were definitely capable of instantly killing a cultivator of the Soul Formation Stage. Those were the foreign cultivators who were driving the mist.

"Are you Chinese cultivators prepared to disobey the rules and attack our armies at sea? If that's the case, then don't blame us for being unreasonable. " A loud voice came from the fog.

"Who was the one who ambushed us first? If it weren't for your actions earlier, would I have attacked you? Don't think that everyone is an idiot and don't know that the mist is poisonous. If you really manage to do it, then who knows how many outstanding disciples will die under your despicable means. " Although Tian Zi's voice wasn't loud, it was clearly transmitted over.

Immediately, the dense fog quieted down. About a quarter of an hour later, the voice from before once again came out from the fog, "Good, I have long heard of the impressiveness of Chinese cultivators. Then let's not play these little tricks anymore and see what happens under his hands! "Disperse the poisonous fog for me." As the voice ended, the thick fog on the surface of the sea began to thin before finally disappearing.

At this moment, a shocking scene appeared before everyone's eyes. Over a hundred military transport ships had docked at the surface of the sea, and each one of them was densely packed with countless people of varying stature and attire.

Under the watchful eyes of the experts of the cultivation world, these over a hundred military transport ships swaggered their way towards the small island. When the first transport ship touched the land, the front deck of the ship slowly descended. Then, a group of neatly organized men started to descend from the ship one by one. After that, the study was the second one and the third one.

In no time at all, the people on the hundreds of transport ships all walked down. Even many experts felt their scalps go numb as they looked at the densely packed crowd of over a million people in front of them. After all, the difference in numbers was simply too great.

Li Yun, who was hiding in the clouds, took a look and saw that out of the millions of people, nearly 300,000 of them were yin yang masters in ninja robes and yin yang robes. At once, he cursed, "Damn, this group of R's is really courting death. The alien alliance only sent 700 thousand, but they sent 300 thousand. It seems like they haven't changed their mind about invading China. After this century of war, they must be taught a lesson. Let them go back to the primitive society and live their lives." Because of Li Yun's fleeting thought, the fate of Little R Nation was decided.