Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Chapter 760: Chapter 761: Dragon Might Sect – Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers

Chapter 761: Dragon Might Sect – Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers

After successfully cultivating the Battle Intent Demon Heart, Lin Langtian did not linger in that place any longer.

Pushing his speed to the limit, he broke through the demonic sea in less than half a day and rose to the middle region of Ten Thousand Demons Abyss.

Hiss, hiss!

No sooner had he emerged from the sea than cold hissing echoed from above. Countless demonic pythons, leaking dark energy, slithered out from the walls of the abyss.

They struck wildly at a thousand figures sitting motionless nearby, smashing into their bodies again and again.

Though many of the cultivators’ skin had blackened and sprouted demonic markings, they gritted their teeth and endured the relentless corrosion.

These were the Silver Mist Guards, in the midst of cultivating the Ten Thousand Demons Body.

Hovering in the air, Lin Langtian took in the spectacle and felt a quiet satisfaction.

With his eye for cultivation, he could tell that nearly half of them had already succeeded in pushing the Ten Thousand Demons Body to the Ten Demon level.

Among those who had already stepped into the Sovereign realm—Huo Yuan and a few others—their progress was even more astonishing.

The markings on their chests numbered in the thousands.

They had already reached the Thousand Demon level.

Sensing his presence, Huo Yuan and the other strongest warriors opened their eyes.

They began to rise in greeting, but Lin Langtian waved them back down.

“How’s the progress?” he asked.

“Reporting to Commander,” Huo Yuan replied quickly, “four hundred and ninety-three of us have reached the Ten Demon level. One hundred and three have attained the Hundred Demon level, and three of us—myself included—have broken through to the Thousand Demon level.”

Lin Langtian nodded lightly.

That speed was more than acceptable.

Compared to a month ago, the Silver Mist Guards as a whole were at least twice as strong.

At this rate, within a year, the entire unit would likely master the Ten Thousand Demons Body to its peak.

When that day came, their combat power would truly stun the world.

“Has everyone condensed their demonic seeds?” he asked again.

“According to the cultivation method you gave us, almost everyone has formed at least an initial seed,” Huo Yuan answered, clasping his hands.

“Good.”

Lin Langtian’s gaze swept over the Silver Mist Guards, now wreathed in demonic energy, their temperaments completely changed from before.

He rubbed his chin.

It almost felt like he’d turned them into an army of fiends.

As he entertained the thought, a streak of red light shot toward him.

Mu Honglian arrived, her expression bright with relief.

“Langtian, you finally came out of seclusion. Silver Mist Sis and I have been worried sick,” she said, her pretty face breaking into a happy smile.

“Hehe, I’m fine. Sorry to have made you worry,” Lin Langtian replied with a small smile.

“As long as you’re alright. You know you’re the irreplaceable pillar of Silver Mist Palace now,” Mu Honglian teased. “Right, Silver Mist Sis is waiting for you in the Ten Thousand Demons Gate main hall. She has something important to discuss.”

“Oh?”

Lin Langtian blinked, then nodded and glanced in the hall’s direction before leaping away.

Mu Honglian followed close behind.

…

Ten Thousand Demons Gate, main hall.

“Our Heaven-Earth Sect has already taken nearly half of the Domain of Chaos’s territory.”

A curtain of spiritual light spread through the air, forming a map of the Hundred Battles Region.

Jiang Yinlan’s slender finger pointed to the marked cities.

Almost half of those that had once belonged to the Domain of Chaos were now under the Heaven-Earth Sect’s control.

It was not hard to imagine how many bitter, bloody battles had taken place in just this one month.

Lin Langtian studied the glowing map, almost able to smell the faint metallic tang of blood drifting from it.

Every captured city had been paid for in slaughter.

Such was war—merciless and cold.

Compared to the Tianxuan Continent, large-scale, bloody struggles between major factions were even more common here.

“Even so, this war is only truly beginning now,” Jiang Yinlan said calmly.

Lin Langtian, Mu Honglian, and the other Silver Mist Palace experts all nodded with solemn expressions.

The three greatest forces of the Domain of Chaos had yet to fully enter the fray.

If they had, the Heaven-Earth Sect’s advance would never have been this rapid.

“What are Blazing Fist Gate, Black Demon Sect, and Dragon Might Cult doing now?” Lin Langtian asked.

“According to the latest reports, all three have gathered their forces here.”

Jiang Yinlan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she pointed to a spot on the map.

It lay at the very tip of the Domain of Chaos’s current defensive line.

“Chaos City.”

Lin Langtian’s gaze settled on the marked metropolis.

Rumor had it that Chaos City was the grandest city in the Hundred Battles Region, usually governed jointly by the three great powers.

Right now, it was surely the strongest fortress in the Domain of Chaos.

Even for the Heaven-Earth Sect, such a bastion would be anything but easy to crack.

“Blazing Fist Gate, Black Demon Sect, Dragon Might Cult, and the rest of the Domain of Chaos’s forces are all gathered there. The power amassed is… considerable,” Jiang Yinlan said, her face growing more serious.

“On top of that, they’ve sent us a formal challenge. At this point, the entire Heaven-Earth Continent is watching.

“If we take one step back—if we show even the slightest hint of weakness—our sect’s reputation will be ruined.”

“A challenge?” Lin Langtian’s brows knitted. “The Domain of Chaos dares to be that bold?”

“It seems the Earth Desolation Palace’s support has stiffened their spine,” Jiang Yinlan replied with a cold smile.

Lin Langtian nodded.

The Earth Desolation Palace and the Heaven-Earth Sect were old enemies; it was hardly surprising to see them stirring up trouble in the shadows.

“What did the three elders say?” he asked.

“They’ve ordered all our forces to converge outside Chaos City. A thousand miles around that region is already engulfed in war,” Jiang Yinlan said.

Lin Langtian nodded.

So the Heaven-Earth Sect intended to answer the challenge head-on.

“And us?” he asked, turning to Jiang Yinlan.

“We move. To Chaos City.”

Jiang Yinlan rose to her full height, her voice like ice as she swept a hand through the air.

As members of the Heaven-Earth Sect, they could not possibly shy away from such a decisive moment.

“Yes!”

The Silver Mist Palace experts bowed, their voices ringing through the hall.

…

Chaos City.

A colossal metropolis that seemed to defy belief, said to have been passed down from ancient times.

It had weathered countless catastrophic wars and still stood, unmoved upon the earth.

Now, flames of war once again wreathed its towering walls.

A massive barrier of light hung over the city like an inverted bowl, covering every tower and street.

Within, figures streaked through the sky in dense waves, surging spiritual power rising like geysers.

Far outside the city, the sky was filled with countless silhouettes.

Their combined auras twisted the very heavens, warping the air with their intensity.

The battle lines spread out from Chaos City’s heart, stretching all the way to the horizon.

Northeast of the city.

Though this region sat some distance from Chaos City itself, the fires of battle were still raging without pause.

Forces from both sides clashed across the plains, hunting and crushing each other’s troops.

The fighting here was especially fierce.

And the two main armies locked in combat were far from ordinary militia—they were both elite units wielding battle intent.

On the left, a wave of soldiers in red armor tore through the melee like a blazing tide.

They bore long spears, and their stout, raging battle intent churned across the battlefield like a storm of fire.

The fiery patterns etched into their armor marked them as the Blazing Fire Guards, sworn troops of Blazing Fire King—one of the Nine Kings of the Heaven-Earth Sect.

Their fame was second only to that of units like the Calamity Guards, Spear Army, and Fierce Tiger Guard, with a proud record in countless campaigns.

But today, the Blazing Fire Guards were struggling.

Their foes were a phalanx of dragon-helmed, dragon-armored warriors wielding massive azure halberds.

Their ferocious dragon-aura battle intent tore through the air, shredding the sky itself with its ferocity.

These were the Dragon Might Cult’s Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers.

Their unique armor made their identity unmistakable.

This was the cult’s strongest army.

In raw combat power, even within the Domain of Chaos, few units could stand beside them.

In reputation, the Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers dwarfed the Blazing Fire Guards.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Azure dragon battle intent crashed forward like a tidal wave, grinding away at the Blazing Fire Guards’ fiery torrent.

Under the relentless assault, the Blazing Fire Guards could do little more than hold the line.

All around them, other forces were locked in their own struggles.

But with the Dragon Soldiers pressing the advantage, the Domain of Chaos’s morale surged, while the Heaven-Earth side steadily lost ground.

“Hehe, Commander Li Tang, your Blazing Fire Guards are at their limit. Why not surrender and spare them needless slaughter?”

A lazy chuckle drifted down from above the Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers.

A man in green robes floated there, a massive azure halberd in his hand, smiling as he watched the Blazing Fire Guards’ desperate defense.

He was Liu Xuanjian, commander of the Dragon Soldiers—a name that rang like thunder across the Domain of Chaos.

Above the Blazing Fire Guards, a lean, middle-aged man glared at Liu Xuanjian, his face dark.

He had run into sheer bad luck—what had begun as a routine patrol had stumbled straight into the Three Thousand Dragon Soldiers.

He knew all too well how terrifying that unit was.

Even within the Heaven-Earth Sect, only a handful of armies could hope to match them.

“Liu Xuanjian, don’t get cocky,” Li Tang shouted back, his teeth clenched. “Heaven-Earth Sect reinforcements will arrive soon enough. Then we’ll see how proud you look.”

“Hmph. Stubborn fool. In that case, I’ll simply wipe you out first,” Liu Xuanjian said coldly.

His halberd swung down.

Dragon battle intent surged forward like a tidal river, condensing into a colossal dragon claw that tore through space as it descended.

Seeing it falling toward his troops, Li Tang’s face drained of color.

A wave of mortal danger washed over him.

“Blazing Fire Divine Shield!” he roared.

Boom!

Fire battle intent exploded upward, forming a massive shield of flame in front of the Blazing Fire Guards.

But the dragon claw did not slow in the slightest.

Under Liu Xuanjian’s calm gaze, it crashed down on the shield.

Crack.

The dragon’s might tore at the blazing barrier.

Li Tang’s expression twisted as he watched cracks spread like spiderwebs across the surface.

Moments later, the defense shattered in a spray of sparks.

“It’s over…”

His face turned ashen.

The Blazing Fire Guards would suffer catastrophic losses today.

Liu Xuanjian remained impassive, lifting his halberd again to finish the strike and sweep the Blazing Fire Guards from the field.

But just then, his eyes narrowed.

A furious demonic roar sounded from far off in the sky.

Boom!

A beam of black demonic light shot across the heavens like an enraged dragon, tearing toward Liu Xuanjian.

He frowned and redirected the dragon claw.

It collided head-on with the incoming beam.

Boom!

The resulting shockwave tore through the battlefield.

Countless watching experts turned their heads in surprise, searching the distant sky.

“Who dares interfere?”

Liu Xuanjian’s voice rolled out, dragon aura shaking the clouds apart.

His sharp gaze locked on the darkening heavens in the distance.

Demonic energy was rising there like smoke.

A clear, ringing laugh echoed from within it as a new figure stepped into view above the battlefield.

“Heaven-Earth Sect, Silver Mist Palace, Silver Mist Guards!”

The voice boomed across the skies.

At once, every cultivator in the area turned their eyes toward the new arrival.

On the Heaven-Earth side, where morale had been crumbling under the Blazing Fire Guards’ defeat, a wave of hope surged through the ranks.

“The Silver Mist Guards!”

“Silver Mist Palace finally arrived. I heard they crushed Ten Thousand Demons Gate before this.”

“Good. That should be Silver Mist Commander Lin. With him here, even Liu Xuanjian has something to worry about.”

“…!”

Whispers flew through the air as excitement flared in the Heaven-Earth cultivators’ eyes.

In less than half a year, the Silver Mist Guards had risen with astonishing speed through the sect’s ranks.

And with them had risen the man who led them.

The new commander of Silver Mist Palace—Lin Langtian.

(END CHAPTER)