"Wu Ling Realm?"
Everyone inside the Creation Tower frowned. Another world they had never heard of.
"It seems this mission is quite substantial. Last time, we faced an army of a million demons and were only given two hundred thousand reinforcements. This time, we're given a million troops. How many enemies will there be?"
Wan Lei muttered, stroking his chin.
"I don't know, at least over three million."
"That shouldn't be right. Isn't it extremely difficult for demons to open a passage from the Sea of Bitterness to the Prime Plane Universe? Generally, they can't transport large armies.
Like the Lei Feng Realm back then, they transported hundreds of thousands of troops, and the Kunxu Realm also had only a million."
Fang Xiaoyu also chimed in with her analysis.
Wan Lei nodded,
"I also think the enemy numbers shouldn't be too large. After all, to invade a minor spirit plane like that, tens of thousands of demon troops would be overwhelming. Sending more troops would be a waste, and the risk of them not being able to return is too great.
What if the reinforcements from the Immortal Realm were too numerous? Wouldn't they all be annihilated? After all, this is our home turf."
"How do you know it's a minor world? Why couldn't it be a high spirit plane?"
Xia Yu Bing asked curiously.
"Haven't you noticed something? The larger universes are named after planes, such as the Origin Plane, the Myriad Fire Plane, the Moral Plane, and so on.
While the smaller universes are named after realms.
For example, the Lei Feng Realm, the Kunxu Realm, and also your old homes like the Yinghuo Ancient Realm.
Therefore, this Wu Ling Realm must also be a small universe."
"What you said makes a lot of sense."
"I'm even more curious why it takes an hour to calibrate the spatial jump point to that Wu Ling Realm. This has never happened before. Wherever we need to go, we just point and it's done."
Wan Qianxin said, picking up his spirit tablet and logging into the Five Elements Hall's internal official website to check. After a moment, he said,
"Ah, I understand. This Wu Ling Realm is located in the outer ring of the minor spirit plane worlds. It's too far, and there isn't a Five Elements Hall branch there. The Five Elements Hall also doesn't have troops stationed there.
Because there is no Five Elements Hall branch, there is no fixed spatial jump point. To jump to an unfamiliar place in one direction requires a long calibration."
In the Prime Plane, there are two layers of minor spirit plane regions. The most central region is the Origin Plane. Further out are the inner ring minor spirit planes. The universe that had separated from the Origin Plane not many years ago is still very young. The Lei Feng Realm and Kunxu Realm are like this.
Further out, minor spirit planes gradually mature and evolve into high spirit planes, which is the region where the Myriad Fire Plane, Moral Plane, and others are located.
Even further out, they begin to age and degenerate, gradually reverting to minor spirit planes. This is the outer ring minor spirit plane region.
The Yinghuo Ancient Realm and the Wu Ling Realm are located in this zone.
"Alright, let's hurry out and call the others. Our team is due for deployment again."
The group flew out of the Creation Tower. At this time, thousands of airships had gathered in the sky above the Five Elements Hall, and countless troops were assembling.
Wu Ling Realm.
A range of majestic mountains, stretching and rolling, lush and green.
On several of the peaks within this mountain range, numerous buildings were scattered. Many young people, dressed in short shirts and long pants, hurried back and forth.
At the summit of the highest mountain, young disciples lined up in rows, practicing their boxing and martial arts under the guidance of their aged masters, shouting loudly.
Not far from him was a vast square and imposing palaces.
Above the palace, a vertical plaque hung, bearing the three characters "Wu Shen Dian" (Martial God Hall).
Behind the Martial God Hall were many courtyards and residences, tranquil and elegant.
In a small courtyard, a boy was practicing his horse stance and punches with great vigor.
He was covered in sweat, his legs trembling, his face resolute. Even though he was very tired, he still did not sit down to rest.
Beside a withered well nearby, a small stool was placed, on which sat a little girl of four or five years old.
The girl was exquisitely made, chubby, and as lovely as if she had stepped out of a painting.
She held a cloth doll in her left hand and a handful of sunflower seeds in her right, cracking them as she watched the boy in front of her with her large, curious eyes.
"Brother, what are you doing? Let's go play shuttlecock."
The little girl finally grew impatient.
"I'm practicing martial arts. I'll go play with you in a moment."
"Practicing martial arts is so boring. You just stand there. Sitting is more comfortable."
The little girl giggled, put down the sunflower seeds, picked up the shuttlecock, and trotted over to the boy.
"Brother, play shuttlecock."
"Sigh..."
The boy sighed, stopped his horse stance, stood up straight, walked to a basin of water nearby, and quickly washed his face.
"I really don't know what to do with you. You disturb my practice every day."
Despite his words, he picked up the shuttlecock and began playing with the little girl.
"Why are you practicing martial arts?"
The little girl missed the shuttlecock and quickly picked it up.
"Because I want to become like Father, to become strong, so I can protect you later."
"But Father is already very strong. I heard others say that our Father is a Martial God. Brother, what is a Martial God?"
At this, the boy looked up at the mountaintop, his eyes filled with pride and adoration.
"A Martial God is the strongest person in this world, capable of flying and escaping the earth, destroying everything with a single palm. They are true deities!"
"Deities?"
The little girl bit her finger, not understanding what that meant.
"In short, they are the most powerful people, you know? Even the Buddhas in the west are no match for our Father.
When I grow up, I want to be a Martial God too, and I'll have those baldies in the west begging for mercy on the ground."
The boy waved his fists.
"Baldies?"
The little girl's eyes widened, curious and adorable.
"That's right."
The boy put down the shuttlecock, ran quickly into the house, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, then ran out again, holding a notebook.
The boy sat on the stool and placed his sister on his lap, pointing to the words in the notebook.
"See? This is the Martial God Scripture. It's the highest martial art created by our Father. The strongest martial techniques in this world are all recorded within. When you grow up, you'll cultivate according to this Martial God Scripture, and then you can also become a Martial God, a female Martial God, hahahaha."
"Really? Nannan can also become a Martial God?"
The little girl's face lit up with joy.
"Then Nannan can protect Brother too."
"Yes, now Brother protects Nannan, and later Nannan will protect Brother. Our family, no one can harm us."
The boy looked up at the sky, full of spirit.
Suddenly, the sky collapsed.
In the sky, as if a hole had been punched through by a god's fist, a beam of light appeared from the heavens.
From the beam of light, countless steel flying fish and tall, ugly-faced...
Monsters!