After several battles, Xingyun Continent’s stronghold had extended quite a bit more.
Jun Changxiao sat in front of the great hall, murmuring, “Expanding this place to the scale of a town would be really easy.”
The system said, “With the strength of Zilin Demon King and the others to massacre large groups at a time, expanding territory is simple. However, you’ll also offend more planes, making yourself a target of public criticism.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, “Others can’t break in anyway.”
The stronghold was equivalent to an absolute safe zone—this was his capital for running wild in the battlefield with confidence.
Moreover, even if they could really break in, it didn’t matter. He still had the teleportation gate. Worst case, he’d pat his butt and leave with his disciples.
The Plane Battlefield was Jun Gousheng’s backyard garden. He could come play when he felt like it and leave when he didn’t, as long as he didn’t let it lapse for a year and kept the stronghold in existence.
The female system’s notification sounded: “Dear participant, when a stronghold reaches a certain scale, it will no longer be permanently protected.”
“What do you mean?” Jun Changxiao was stunned.
The female system explained, “According to upper realm regulations, when a plane’s stronghold construction reaches a certain scale, it will be considered to have established a foothold. At that time, it can declare war on other planes, and conversely can also be declared war upon by other planes. This is called a Plane Siege War.”
“What are the consequences of losing when declared war upon?”
“The stronghold is destroyed, and all efforts turn to nothing.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.
This meant it was like a siege war in games, right?
Or was the battlefield opened by the upper realm actually a game, and he and martial artists from other planes could only follow their rules, moving like chess pieces?
“A bit annoying!” Jun Changxiao clenched his fist.
As a protagonist whose fate was controlled by himself and not by heaven, he naturally didn’t want to become a chess piece in someone else’s game.
“Of course.”
The female system said, “If the declaring party can destroy the declared party’s stronghold, they can not only expand their own territory and receive their spoils of war, but also gain massive contribution point rewards.”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes immediately lit up.
Although he didn’t know yet what good things contribution points could exchange for, the fact that martial artists from various planes would risk everything to hunt them down despite being red-named showed they were very important!
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin and said, “When I develop my stronghold to a certain degree, I can declare war on other continents and then legitimately plunder their resources?”
“…” The system was speechless.
This guy had just killed so many plane martial artists and formed enmity with Nine Heavens Continent. Shouldn’t he be thinking that when the stronghold develops, he’ll be declared war upon by others?
“That’s right.” The female system said.
Jun Changxiao grinned and said, “Seems pretty interesting.”
This mechanism was indeed interesting, but over the years, situations where planes declared war had rarely occurred, because developing a stronghold to a certain scale with the right to declare war and be declared upon was definitely built on strength.
When two planes went to war, even if one side could really destroy the other, they would inevitably pay a painful price. Unless there was an irreconcilable feud, no one would expend large numbers of martial artists and resources to attack each other’s strongholds, because in the end, it was often more loss than gain.
…
Two thousand miles from Xingyun Continent’s stronghold, there was a city-like stronghold surrounded by walls. The banners flying on the city towers were inscribed with the four characters ‘Chihai Continent.’
That’s right.
This was Chihai Continent’s stronghold.
From the area and magnificent buildings, this plane was definitely not a low-tier one.
Inside the great hall.
A long-bearded elder sat in the seat of honor with furrowed brows, his eyes showing both worry and anger.
Four elders sat in the lower seats, also full of worry.
“Palace Master!”
Just then, a long-robed elder walked in, shaking his head as he said, “Elder Che is too severely injured. I’m afraid he’ll need at least several years of recuperation to recover.”
“Smack!”
The long-bearded elder slapped the armrest, stood up angrily and said, “Killing so many of my Jade Sea Palace martial artists and critically injuring Elder Che—absolutely unforgivable!”
His name was Hong Yao.
Palace Master of Chihai Continent’s Jade Sea Palace.
Because the plane had long been established in the battlefield, through internal discussion, they decided that each force would take turns guarding every five years.
It just so happened that this time it was Jade Sea Palace’s turn to guard Chihai Continent’s stronghold.
If this sect were ranked according to Xingyun Continent’s standards, it would definitely be no less than, or even stronger than, a first-rate sect like Supreme Profound Sacred Sect!
Why?
Because Palace Master Hong not only had Earth-tier cultivation, but the four elders below him were all comparable to Martial Saints.
Including the critically injured Che Yuansi, one sect had at least six Martial Saints—definitely something Xingyun Continent’s first-rate sects couldn’t match!
No wonder that upon learning they had to enter the Plane Battlefield, City Lord Han and the others held no hope.
This was just one sect from Chihai Continent. If they sent in several more, even with all of Xingyun Continent’s strength combined, they might not be able to defeat them.
“Palace Master!”
“Let’s take people and kill them!”
The elders below were all filled with righteous indignation.
The Chihai Continent martial artists Jun Changxiao had killed in the battlefield—at least seventy percent were Jade Sea Palace disciples, so they definitely couldn’t tolerate it.
Moreover.
Chihai Continent had been established in the Plane Battlefield for at least five or six hundred years. Although it wasn’t a top tier, they’d always been bullying others. When had they ever been bullied by others, and bullied so miserably!
“This old one is willing to go to battle and bring back the head of that Jun Changxiao to commemorate the dead!” a Jade Sea Palace elder said angrily.
Palace Master Hong sat down and said, “I heard that Nine Heavens Continent’s Kindly Brow and Wrathful Gaze were also critically injured. We don’t need to stick our necks out.”
With heavy casualties among disciples and high-ranking members, and Elder Che beaten to the point of losing combat ability, he was extremely furious, but he hadn’t lost his reason. He decided not to be the one to take the lead, and would wait and watch developments.
“Palace Master!”
Just then, someone came to report: “Nine Heavens Continent has dispatched nine Earth-tier powerhouses and is rapidly heading toward Xingyun Continent’s stronghold.”
“Heh.”
Palace Master Hong said unsurprised, “They’re moving quite fast.”
…
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
In the battlefield’s sky, nine streams of imposing light flew past, causing martial artists from all sides to stare wide-eyed.
“Nine Heavens Continent’s Nine Star Elders!”
“The direction they’re heading is Xingyun Continent’s stronghold!”
“There’s a good show to watch!”
“Let’s go, let’s go!”
Martial artists from various planes rushed toward Xingyun Continent’s stronghold in groups of three to five.
Along the way, they all thought that with Nine Heavens Continent dispatching nine Earth-tier powerhouses at once, the newly arrived plane’s martial artists would definitely be scared silly.
“Hm?”
Jun Changxiao, who was drinking tea, sensed nine pressure auras from outside. He immediately walked out, and just as he stopped in front of the hall, he saw nine imposing powerhouses suspended in the high sky.
They were nine elders around seventy years old, all wearing the same blue-green robes. Some had mutton chop beards, some had goatees, and some were bald.
Although they looked different, the aura bursting from their bodies was uniformly thick and powerful. Just one look was enough to know their strength was definitely at the Earth-tier level.
“So many Saint-level powerhouses?”
Ding Xingwang was secretly shocked.
In Xingyun Continent, being able to see two Martial Saints on ordinary days was already quite good. Now another plane had sent nine at once—it was truly explosive.
Jun Changxiao sat in his chair, crossed his right leg over it, and smiled, “Are you here to ransom people?”
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