Ascension Through Generations

Chapter 523: The fog of war arises, and the long and cruel fight begins

"Oh, I hope it goes as you and I wish! It's a pity that there is no suitable candidate in the family at the moment, otherwise it would be great to leave this essence of soul to my family." Zhao Xuanjing sighed lightly.

Zhao Sheng, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously: "Ancestor, it doesn't matter if you give it to Ji Yun or to your own family! The result will be the same. Ji Yun, as you watched him grow up, is actually no different from one of our own people."

Zhao Xuanjing smiled to himself: "Hey, I am so narrow-minded! Forget it, let's not talk about it. Speaking of business, in half a month, the large forces from Diyan Island, Shanzhong and Dongtian City will rush to the Sky Burial Plains. By then, You go along too.

I can't leave while sitting on the ascension platform. When you arrive at Feixian City, remember to support the family army. "

Zhao Sheng patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, ancestor! This little thing will be taken care of by your grandson."

…

Half a month passed by in a flash.

This morning, the sun was scorching hot and the sea of ​​clouds was billowing on Tianzhu Mountain.

The billowing cloud tide spreads out infinitely in all directions, and the endless sea of ​​clouds glows with sparkling golden light under the sunlight.

At this time, over the sea of ​​​​clouds, nearly a hundred huge cloud boats were arranged in a diamond shape, silently hovering thousands of feet high in the sky, all exuding fierce murderous intent.

At the front is a huge, mountain-like, silver-white floating fortress. It is actually three-thirds larger than the Haoran Sect's Fuhai-level Yunzhou.

At this moment, on the top deck of the floating fortress, a domineering middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his hands. He slightly raised his head and looked up at the sky, with ambition shining in his eyes from time to time.

Suddenly, a young man with red hair and wearing a seven-flame glazed robe walked up behind this person and said impatiently: "Who is so arrogant that he made us wait for so long? Huh, more... How long to wait!"

"Hong Yan, don't be so presumptuous! Don't you even listen to what our ancestors say?" The domineering middle-aged man turned around, his eyes as deep as the abyss, and said in a cold tone.

Zhao Hongyan looked into the middle-aged man's eyes and his body suddenly trembled. Even though he was as unruly as he was, he was still in awe of the people in front of him.

It's just that this person is Zhao Jingheng, the former second-generation Holy Emperor of Zhao and the current Lord of the Mountain City. Now he is the second person in the clan whose power is only lower than that of the ancestor Qingshan, a peerless person who is the best choice in terms of his tactics and his own strength.

"Of course I have to listen to what our ancestors said." Zhao Hongyan was afraid and couldn't help but muttered.

Zhao Jingheng nodded slightly when he saw this.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked up.

Although Zhao Hongyan was a moment late, he quickly sensed the abnormality and also raised his head to look at the sky.

At this moment, a stream of light penetrated the sea of ​​clouds above, crossed hundreds of miles of void at an incredible speed, and landed on the deck opposite the two people in a flash.

Suddenly the brilliance dissipated, and a mysterious man with a slender figure and a mask on his head appeared on the spot. He was undoubtedly Zhao Sheng.

When Zhao Jingheng saw the visitor, his heart was shaken, and he immediately stepped forward to salute: "Junior Zhao Jingheng, pay my respects to Grandmaster Baxia."

Zhao Hongyan also followed suit and came forward to pay homage: "Junior Zhao Hongyan, pay homage to the founder of Baxia."

Three years ago, Zhao Sheng's "causing trouble" at the alliance meeting place had already spread within the Zhao family in Nantian. From the Qingshan ancestors to the direct clan members, who didn't know that the new Anbu leader of the family was a peerless person who was suspected of being the true king of the gods? Master.

Most of the Zhao clan members, including Zhao Jingheng, are speculating that Patriarch Baxia may be a "family protector" secretly trained by his ancestors.

Zhao Sheng glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but nod secretly. One of them was at the seventh level of Yuanying, and the other was only at the second level of Yuanying.

However, he already knows that his "disciple" is now in charge of the Seven Flame Fan, and his true strength far exceeds that of his ancestor at the same level.

"No need to be polite!" Zhao Sheng waved his sleeves and waved out two undercurrents to help the two of them up. He ordered them in a cold voice: "It's getting late, let's set off!"

Zhao Jingheng and Zhao Jingheng looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Later, with a melodious sound of horns resounding through the sky, huge cloud boats slowly started to move. Under the leadership of the floating fortress at the front, all the cloud boats formed a rhombus front and sailed toward the end of the sea of ​​clouds. go

…

After traveling for nearly twenty days, the Zhao fleet finally arrived at the edge of the Celestial Burial Ground and slowly stopped a thousand miles away from the Golden Wall.

Zhao Sheng walked out of the main hall on the top floor of the fortress and slowly rose into the sky, overlooking the land ahead.

As far as the eye can see, the earth is shrouded in thick white clouds and mist, and it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.

The thick fog was vast and boundless, covering the sky and the sun, and even seemed to be solidified. No matter how strong the wind was, it could not be blown away or torn apart. The fog only surged slightly, and soon stopped moving.

This is the fog of war derived from the high-level Kirigakure formation!

The Nether God Realm also has a "fog of war" that is unique to this realm.

Both sides use "fog of war" to cover the battlefield, and their purpose is self-evident.

Zhao Sheng even knew that countless killing moves and traps were hidden in the fog of war arranged by Tianzhu and Youshen.

Boom!

At this moment, the Yunzhou fleet below started again and began to fly slowly along the edge of the fog towards Feixian City, where the base camp was located.

When Zhao Sheng saw this scene, his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and he instantly sent a spiritual thought to each of the two Zhao Yuanyings on the fortress.

Then, he waved his long sleeves, and his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared without a trace.

…

One day two years later.

Somewhere thousands of miles away from the Celestial Burial Plain, a thick white fog suddenly surged violently, and then a middle-aged strong man covered in blood suddenly rushed out of the fog.

After the middle-aged man flew out, three young men wearing armor flew out one after another. The three of them were covered in injuries, and the armor on their bodies was already in tatters and looked close to being scrapped.

Seeing them leaving the fog of war alive, one of the young men with a long face and thin eyebrows wiped away the blood that spilled from his mouth, and suddenly laughed wildly and said: "Haha, it's so happy, it's so happy! This time we cut off six heads in one go. One of them is still a Foundation Establishment Realm priest. After calculating his military exploits and what he has accumulated in the past, it should be enough to exchange for a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill when he goes back."

"Zhao Jue, shut up!" The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this, turned around and yelled: "Nowhere is safe until you return to the camp. If you can't even remember this iron law, don't do it next time." Team up with me.”

"Don't! Sixteenth uncle, my nephew has realized his mistake and will definitely repent in the future. Please don't let me go!" The long-faced young man quickly begged for mercy in a low voice.

At this time, the other two children of the Zhao family had expressions of gloating on their faces. They were very much looking forward to the fact that the middle-aged man had this connection, and they might be able to recruit more powerful "companions" in the future.

The middle-aged man is named Zhao Kaiyuan. He is from the Renzi lineage of the Zhao family in Nantian. His own cultivation has exceeded the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. His strength ranks among the top 300 among Foundation Establishment monks, but he cannot make it to the Foundation Establishment Dragon and Tiger Ranking.

This person and the long-faced young man are not more than five blood relatives apart from each other. They are considered very close relatives within the family.

The middle-aged man sighed when he saw this, and his tone softened slightly: "If you dare to have another chance, just find your own way out!"

After saying that, without even looking at his nephew, he waved to the others and decisively ordered: "Let's go home!"

"Here!" The two of them and the long-faced young man Zhao Yuju responded in unison with excitement on their faces.

Later, a three-foot-long cloud boat took four people into the air and sped toward the northwest.

When the four members of the Zhao family returned to the family camp alive, in the foggy battlefield behind them, there were hundreds of "elite teams" wandering around the battlefield, ready to engage in life-and-death fights with the invading enemies at any time. .

There is no sign of a decisive battle yet, but the small-scale invasion and anti-invasion "war" has already been in full swing, and is even getting more intense!

Every day, some elite squads return with a full load of people, but some squads are severely damaged and have to flee the battlefield in embarrassment.

Of course, there are also a very small number of unlucky teams that are forever trapped in this foggy battlefield.

The battle situation here in Tianzhu Realm is so tragic, but the "Misty Battlefield" on the other side of Tianzhongyuan is ten times more cruel.

For any team that dares to risk setting foot on the Sky Burial battlefield, at least half of them will be all Foundation Establishment monks.

Even if a very small number of Qi Refining Dzogchen take the risk to join the team, they all possess unique skills and trump cards, and their strength far exceeds that of ordinary Qi Refining Dzogchen.

If the foggy battlefield on the surface of the earth is a place where foundation building and Qi refining compete, then the vast sea of ​​clouds high in the sky is a "dance ground" where Jindan Zhenren and even the Yuanying ancestors shine.

However, this grand "dance hall" covering an area of ​​more than 100,000 miles is extremely cruel and dangerous. Once you fight, life and death can easily happen!

…

After two cups of tea, a huge camp with undulating fortresses and towers was already in sight.

At this time, there were densely packed flying objects, large and small, floating in the sky above the camp. Under the sunlight, they cast huge shadows one after another on the camp below.

At this time, the three-foot cloud boat carrying four people quickly fell into the center of the camp.

Later, the middle-aged strong man led the three people towards a towering eighteen-story tower in the center of the camp.

At this time, a large number of Zhao's children were flying in and out around the giant tower, making it very lively.

Zhao Kaiyuan, a middle-aged strong man, obviously has a good reputation among his clan. He was recognized by many people while walking, and everyone came up to say hello.

Zhao Kaiyuan dealt with it politely while leading three team members into the tower.

The space on the first floor of the tower is extremely spacious, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. The ground is paved with thick golden Gang stones. The surrounding tower walls are as smooth as mirrors, and layers of complex patterns appear on the mirror surface. But people don't feel any threat, but because of this, this place seems even more terrifying!

And in the center of the tower, there are stands one after another of jade bis that are ten feet high. The jade bis are like a light curtain, with rows of golden, red, and black spiritual characters appearing from time to time. If you look closely, it turns out to be a personal name, and Various deeds recorded later.

Zhao Yu, who had a long face and thin eyebrows, ran to the front of the jade and recited one by one with excitement: "Heavenly Merit List, Nascent Soul Earthly List, Golden Elixir Talents Building Foundation Dragon and Tiger List. Reward List, Bonus List, Redemption List List..."

Looking at the high-ranking "influential figures" on the list, even though Zhao Yu has long known them by heart, every time he comes back, he happily checks the list again and again to find new targets of worship.

"Hey, Uncle Sixteen, come and see! Cheng Boqi, the 'Wind-Slashing Sword' ranked 21st on the Foundation Establishment Dragon and Tiger Ranking, Wanyou, the 37th-ranked 'Chongshan Hercules', and the 80th-ranked One's 'mind's eye' Ren Liuyi, this time they were all eliminated. Wow, Uncle Twenty-nine is finally on the list this time, ranked ninety-four!" At this time, Zhao Yu suddenly started shouting.

Perhaps because his voice was a little louder, he immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and they all looked over.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present, and they were all members of the Zhao clan, so most of them looked at him in good faith, and only a few showed dissatisfaction and disgust in their eyes.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately strode over, reached out and slapped Zhao Yu on the back, and scolded: "Shut up! A man who is almost forty years old is still so frivolous and wanton! If you don't do this in the future, You should get rid of this problem, even if you are given a high-grade foundation-building pill, it will be difficult to build the foundation."

When Zhao Yu heard this, he was immediately frightened. He was afraid that the foundation-building pill he had agreed to would fly away, so he hurriedly said with a shrinking head: "I can't change it! I...I will definitely get rid of my frivolous habits when I go back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression became very excited again, and he cheered in a low voice: "There are ten people in our family who are on the foundation building dragon and tiger list at the same time. I am afraid they will be in the limelight again this time. Haha!"

Zhao Kaiyuan said in a low voice: "Don't be too happy too early. The Foundation Building Dragon and Tiger List is nothing. There are a hundred places in the Golden Elixir Talent List. Only six of our family are on the list, and the highest ranked one is only thirteenth. Compared with the top ten heroes in front of me, they are still far behind! As for the Nascent Soul Earth Ranking and the Heavenly Merit Ranking, let’s not mention them!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dignified-looking young man suddenly walked over next to him.

The man shook the jade fan in his hand and said sternly: "Brother Kaiyuan, what you said is wrong! But you don't know that this Nascent Soul Ranking is just a reference, but it is of little use! You must know that the real masters in the Nascent Soul Realm have been there since the beginning of the war. , most of them have always been hidden behind the scenes and have never been seen. Taking our Nantian Zhao family as an example, the great elder of Qingshan and the one who is in charge of the mountain city are not on the list!

This is true for the Nascent Soul Earth Ranking, and the same is true for the Golden Elixir Talents Ranking and the Foundation Establishment Dragon and Tiger Ranking!

At least before the decisive battle begins, our true strength will never be revealed! "

What this person said was very reasonable and logical. Not only did the four people present feel suddenly enlightened, but it also attracted someone's attention.

Just over a hundred feet away, at the bottom of the Heavenly Merit List, an ordinary-looking old man wearing a green robe suddenly turned his head slightly and looked this way, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

This man is none other than Zhao Sheng after he changed his appearance.

In the past two years, he has been showing this appearance to others, and has been sitting in the tower of his clan. While guarding the family's residence, he also secretly selects the "potential seeds" of the clan.

The young man holding the fan is the "foundation-building seed" he likes, and he has great potential to break through the golden elixir realm.

Zhao Sheng quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to look up at the merit list in front of him.

However, what is surprising is that with so many people coming in and out of the tower, no one can sense his presence.

Until a long time later, a tall woman with graceful figure and red hair shawl slowly walked into the tower space.

The woman's eyes ignored everyone around her, but suddenly fell on the old man in green robe.