The Prodigies War

Chapter 1494 First Eliminate Ancient Wasteland, Then Fight for Supremacy

Chapter 1494 First Eliminate Ancient Wasteland, Then Fight for Supremacy

Outside the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, a sage sighed, “The future of the Ancient Wasteland Domain will soon belong to these youngsters!”

The young cultivators inside the restaurant had stepped onto the supreme path, reigned as longevity Kings, and dominated their peers. They were like blazing suns in the sky of the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

When they became supreme Saints, even the old Saint monsters in the domain would have nothing on them.

“That indeed would be the case if the domain conflict didn’t exist. But it does, and we all know that these youngsters are bound to take part in it,” said another Saint suddenly. “How many of them do you think will be able to return alive from the Nine Domains Battlefield?”

The question caused all the Saints guarding outside the restaurant to fall silent, their hearts heavy.

The Conflict of the Nine Domains!

It was a kind of war that had dealt fatal blows to the Ancient Wasteland Domain. That battlefield had buried countless heaven prides along with their resentment, tears of blood, and humiliation.

In the upcoming domain conflict, would the Ancient Wasteland Domain repeat this tragic history?

Inside the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, the supreme experts were also discussing the Conflict of the Nine Domains over wine.

Mi Hengzhen said, “When the Nine Domains Battlefield opens, a group of True Saint seniors will lead us into it. Since this is no trivial matter but one of life or death for our domain, all the dao lineages involved will send out their strongest experts.

“But as you all know, the domain conflict will have two major battlefields.

“One is the Frontline Battlefield, which is like the barrier of our Ancient Wasteland Domain where it defends itself against the other eight domains. Only experts at the Saint stage and above are qualified to enter; anyone else going there would just be running toward their own demise.

“The other is the Nine Domains Battlefield. Located in the center of the nine domains, it consists of various interface continents. Due to its heavenly laws, this battlefield can only accommodate True Saint experts at most.

“However, it’s very difficult for cultivators below the King stage to survive in the Nine Domains Battlefield, so generally speaking, it’s where experts between the King and Saint stages fight for supremacy.

“Our destination is the Nine Domains Battlefield.”

At this point, Mi Hengzhen took a deep breath and said, “At that time, the experts from the other eight domains will all flock into it as well. And it’s certain that once the battle begins, they will all point their weapons at us at the first opportunity!”

Hearing this, everyone’s eyes flashed with shock.

“Although the other eight domains are not allied, I’m sure you know that during the previous two domain conflicts, they had an agreement to ‘first eliminate Ancient Wasteland, then fight for supremacy!’” continued Mi Hengzhen.

“What do you mean?”

Mi Hengzhen sneered, “That is, they’d first cut down our experts before competing among themselves to decide the rankings!”

The cordial atmosphere in the room suddenly sank into silence. The expression of every supreme character darkened.

First eliminate Ancient Wasteland, then fight for supremacy!

Just eight words, but what they indicated was enough to spark the deep hatred of anyone from the Ancient Wasteland Domain!

“It’s definitely going to be different this time,” said someone through gritted teeth. “And when that time comes, I’d like to see what kind of backbone they have to dare to target us!”

Meanwhile, the majority remained silent.

Their fate was to be targeted by all the experts of the other eight domains together. Thus, one could only imagine the perilous situation they would face in the Nine Domains Battlefield.

The most frightening thing was that the supreme paths of the other eight domains had never been cut off, which meant any random expert there could be a supreme character.

Without a doubt, they had no shortage of supreme True Saints either!

Under these circumstances, one would have to face extremely severe challenges in an effort to survive in the Nine Domains Battlefield.

And to even take it a step further, which was to overturn the past failures and quell the eight domains’ encroachment, how much hope did the Ancient Wasteland Domain have?

As each person delved into their own thoughts, the drink in their hands became tasteless.

Imperial Son Shaohao suddenly chuckled. “This upcoming Nine Domains Conflict is destined to be different from the past. No matter how perilous our situation will be, ultimately, we still have hope!”

“Precisely. After entering the Nine Domains Battlefield, we should seek the method to become supreme Saints right away, only then will we no longer have to fear any opponents,” approved Fairy Ruowu in a clear voice.

They were all characters of iron wills, so this matter could not make them waver.

“What do you think, Brother Lin?” Fairy Ruowu suddenly looked at Lin Xun, who had not spoken.

Stunned for a second, Lin Xun replied, “I don’t really have any opinion. Just wondering how many enemies I should kill and to get enough Fortunes of War Merits to activate the Flying Immortal Tablet and earn the qualification to enter the Kunlun Dominion.”

Hearing this, everyone was also stunned, and then they all burst out laughing.

Many inwardly lamented, As expected of Demon God Lin. When we’re all stuck worrying about the dangers in the domain conflict, he’s already thinking about the Kunlun Dominion.

“Hahaha, looks like you already have a Flying Immortal Tablet in your possession, Brother Lin,” laughed Imperial Son Shaohao heartily.

“Indeed.” Lin Xun didn’t hide it.

“Then you have to be extra careful, Brother Lin. What those foreigners covet the most are the Flying Immortal Tablets. If they know you have one, they will definitely target you with the aim to kill,” warned Ye Mohe.

Lin Xun laughed, “That’d actually be better. It’s like a big wave of Fortunes of War Merits delivering themselves to my doorstep. I’ll just have to accept them one by one.”

This earned another burst of laughter from the crowd, and the atmosphere in the big room became harmonious.

If this had been in the past, some would definitely criticize Lin Xun for being too arrogant and pompous, but now, everyone took it for granted that it was only normal for him to say such a thing.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t do right by the monstrous prestige he had today!

Of course, they were just joking around. They were sure that when the Conflict of the Nine Domains started, even Lin Xun would not dare to be careless.

……

The banquet ran until midnight.

Lin Xun had a long chat with Xiao Cangtian, Ye Chen, Ji Xingyao, and a group of old friends before he finally hit the road alone.

In the past several months, he had been a traveler who roamed the world, admiring its beautiful scenery and witnessing the various lives that thrived.

He had also spent a month on the art of stone carving that Mister Shen had taught him to comb through his ego and mindset. This had resulted in a positive transformation in his state of mind.

Now, he intended to return to Star Chess Sea and wait quietly for the Conflict of the Nine Domains!

“Show yourself.”

In the deep darkness of the night, Lin Xun, who was striding alone in the sea of clouds above a vast mountain range, stopped abruptly and looked behind.

From the cloud, a black-robed old man with gray hair and a thin figure emerged. His posture was straight as a sword.

“Please don’t misunderstand, little friend. This old man is from the Omega Sword Sect. I just want to discuss something with you,” said the black-robed old man calmly, without any ill intentions.

He was clearly a Sword Saint. Although his aura was restrained, one could still feel his invisible might.

“Oh, what is it?” Lin Xun’s eyes were cold. His posture looked relaxed, but his qi was already operating at full capacity.

“It concerns the Omega Sword. Little friend, I hope that you can return it to us.” The old man cupped his fist. “If you agree, I can represent the Omega Sword Sect and declare the grudge between us a thing of the past.”

Lin Xun asked, “What if I don’t agree?”

The old man fell into a long silence before he said, “You’re probably aware that this is a good opportunity to resolve our enmity.”

Lin Xun laughed, “In the past, your sect tried to deal with me more than once. By all rights, it’s I who should resent you. How come you’re here to forgive me now?”

The old man’s expression sank, and his eyes flashed with a cold gleam. “I hope you can think twice, little friend. While your prestige is currently unmatched, you would make a big mistake if you think it allows you to disregard everything.”

Lin Xun's smile faded. “You should know that I never fear any threats. You want the Omega Sword? Then fight for it.”

The old man’s expression flickered. He gazed at Lin Xun for a long time before finally saying with a sigh, “Forget it, you can go.”

Lin Xun’s pupils constricted as this caught him by surprise.

“I took this sword from Yun Qingbai. He is gone, but I know that he died with regrets.” Lin Xun decided to explain a little in return to the old man’s attitude, his calm expression devoid of any other emotion. “Although he and I were mortal enemies, I will one day use this sword to pay homage to his soul.”

After saying this, he drifted away.

In his heart, Yun Qingbai had been an opponent who deserved death, but likewise an opponent that he respected.

He was a supreme but tragic character.

Sometimes, Lin Xun would put himself in his shoes. He had come to the conclusion that if he had been under control from the first day of cultivation, then he wouldn’t necessarily do better than Yun Qingbai.

The black-clad old man watched Lin Xun drifting further and further away while resisting the urge to make a move. In the end, he sighed softly.

“Ancestor, why did you let him go?” Several people swept out from the surrounding area, all wearing puzzled expressions.

“Why do you think he dares to travel alone?” asked the old man.

The newcomers were dumbfounded.

“If he doesn’t have something to rely on, then how could he dare to reject this old man so firmly?” said the old man with a complicated expression.

He was a Sword Saint who had secluded himself from the world for a long time, but for the first time in his life, he had given up his original intention and decided against a fight when facing a junior.

He wasn’t being overly cautious; he just had made the judgment that even if he had attacked, there was no guarantee that he could detain Lin Xun!

“In every age, this world produces a genius… If Yun Qingbai was still around, his achievements would definitely not be inferior to him. It’s a pity…” sighed the old man as he strode away with his hands on his back, his figure desolate and dispirited.

The others exchanged glances.

They didn’t understand and were unreconciled to this outcome.

This was probably the gap between them and the old man.

Several hours later, just before dawn broke.

Lin Xun once again stopped in his tracks above a mountain stream with a frown and muttered, “Just can’t leave me alone, do you…”

He turned around and gazed at the distant night sky. His eyes flashed like lightning, eerily cold and intimidating.