After all the building materials were in place, Li Qingyang took the lead in construction.
The first step in building a house was digging the foundation. Everyone condensed their power according to the design blueprint and began bombarding the ground, quickly creating trenches.
“Swish! Swish!”
Long Ziyang drew his sword, carving wooden pillars into perfect cylindrical shapes.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Xiao Zuiji sat in the distance, condensing the excavated earth into brick shapes, then baking them with high-intensity flames.
Jun Changxiao: “…”
If my disciples don’t cultivate martial dao in the future, they could definitely make a living as bricklayers and carpenters.
If martial artists from other planes saw a group of Yellow-rank powerhouses earnestly building houses, their jaws would drop to the ground.
Big brother!
This is the brutal Planar Battlefield, not your backyard garden—can you be serious, can you be more professional!
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
After the bricks and such were refined, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others—those carrying bricks carried bricks, those laying bricks laid bricks, working with great seriousness and attention.
Ding Lao, Jiang Xie, and the others also came to lend a hand.
Little Fairy, having nothing better to do, grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at Xiao Longlong.
“Smack!”
“You dare hit me!”
Xiao Longlong grabbed a nearby mud bucket and viciously slammed it onto Little Fairy’s head!
“…”
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji’s mouths twitched.
The Sect Master’s contracted beasts didn’t know how to be gentlemanly with girls at all!
With everyone working together, construction speed was extremely fast.
After about twenty or thirty minutes, a great hall taking initial shape stood within the stronghold, occupying ninety percent of the space.
The hall’s style was similar to the Eternal Sect’s great hall.
Due to time constraints, the construction was rather simple, without that magnificent grandeur.
Of course.
There was plenty of room for upgrades—they would gradually improve it later.
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang took out a plaque with the four characters ‘Xingyun Continent’ carved on it: “Should we hang it up?”
He’d even prepared this in advance—how thorough!
Jun Changxiao waved his hand to erase the characters on the plaque, re-outlining them with condensed finger force, then said with satisfaction: “Hang it up.”
“Yes!”
Li Qingyang flew up to hang the plaque.
Jun Changxiao stood outside the great hall. From his perspective, the plaque bore five vigorous, powerful characters: ‘Eternal Strongest Sect.’ The planar banner was also planted on the rooftop, fluttering in the wind.
From this moment on.
Xingyun Continent officially went public on the Planar Battlefield, possessing its first building.
…
“Everything’s ready, we just need those coming to die.”
Jun Changxiao sat in front of the great hall, one foot propped on the chair, his arm casually draped over it. Xiao Longlong and Little Fairy, their faces covered in mud, stood behind him like left and right guardians.
Ding Lao, Gongsun Haohai, and other Eternal Sect higher-ups stood near the steps, arranged in two rows.
Below the great hall, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others formed a single line facing outward from the stronghold, their Zhenyang Sets making them look like generals guarding a palace.
“Whoosh, whoosh!”
Just then, streaks of light approached rapidly from the east.
Jun the Dog-Remaining smiled: “Those coming to die have arrived.”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In an instant, streams of light cut through the firmament from the distance.
They quickly gathered in the airspace outside the stronghold—sixty people in total. From their attire, they clearly came from Chihai Continent.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a resolute face, wearing black martial attire, his entire body emanating an imposing aura!
His purpose in coming was to find Elder He, who had led a team out but had yet to return.
“Elder Li!”
A martial artist pointed downward in shock: “Elder He is dead!”
The middle-aged man also saw Elder He and the other martial artists’ corpses. His expression changed slightly, then he looked toward the young man sitting in front of the stronghold’s great hall, his gaze turning cold: “You killed them?”
“Correct.” Jun Changxiao said indifferently.
The middle-aged man’s eyes grew even colder with fury.
However, at that moment, he also noticed Lingyun Continent martial artists’ corpses in the distance, and considerable surprise rose in his heart.
“You killed these too?”
“Correct.”
Those about to die—Jun Changxiao was content to answer whatever they asked.
The middle-aged man’s face bore anger, but his heart had gradually calmed.
Nearly forty martial artists from his side and Lingyun Continent, including two Profound-rank powerhouses, all died in front of the Xingyun Continent stronghold—this indicated the opponents’ formidable strength. Taking action himself might not yield any advantage.
“Leave!”
He commanded coldly.
Making a decisive decision to depart and return to the stronghold to notify others, dispatching a stronger team, was undoubtedly the correct choice.
Unfortunately, just as everyone was about to turn around, Xiao Longlong and Little Fairy had already circled behind them—one shaking his head, the other clenching her fist.
“Since you’ve come.”
Jun Changxiao said: “How could we let you leave so easily?”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others flew out, their eyes flashing with battle intent!
The ability to fight Emperor-level powerhouses anytime, anywhere—just thinking about it excited them!
“Kill!”
The middle-aged man shouted.
“Whoosh, whoosh!”
As he spoke, he condensed vast momentum and attacked Xiao Longlong who was blocking the way.
He wanted to quickly lead everyone to break through, then return to the Chihai Continent stronghold to inform others about the situation here!
“Seeking death!”
Xiao Longlong’s right fist struck forth. Flames suddenly erupted violently, forming a blazing fist imprint that collided with the force condensed by the middle-aged man.
“Boom!”
A tremendous explosion occurred, raising rolling waves of heat!
The middle-aged man who had struck staggered back several steps. After stabilizing himself, he said incredulously: “This guy appears to be only Yellow-rank level—why is his strength so powerful?”
“Whoosh, whoosh—”
Xiao Longlong, carrying overwhelming flames like a Fire God descending, charged forward coldly: “Because I’m handsome!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Under the sky-covering fire domain, the middle-aged man was beaten back repeatedly, finally adopting an evasion strategy and racing in another direction at extreme speed.
Don’t be fooled by Xiao Longlong’s second form being only Emperor-level—his strength was explosively powerful!
“Sky-Covering Flying Feathers!”
Just then, a clear voice rang out from above!
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Blade-like streams of light burst forth from above.
The middle-aged man who had just evaded the flame attack’s expression changed dramatically. In the shortest time possible, he formed hand seals and shouted: “Nine Stronghold Seal Technique!”
“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”
Nine barriers instantly condensed before him.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
The sky-covering flying feathers bombarded the array-like barriers, immediately producing rolling thick smoke.
“Swish!”
The middle-aged man flew out from within. Four of the nine barriers condensed before him had shattered.
It seemed there was no major problem.
After all, he was a Profound-rank powerhouse. Little Fairy’s strength at most reached peak Emperor-level—to injure him required catching openings and timing.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Scorching flames rushed from behind once again.
“Damn it!”
The middle-aged man roared in anger, forced to helplessly contend with the flames erupted by Xiao Longlong. Escaping this place had become completely impossible.
Little Fairy would also occasionally seize opportunities for sneak attacks.
Just like that, a powerhouse comparable to a Half-Saint was successfully held down by Jun Changxiao’s two contracted beasts.
“Blazing Scarlet Flame Slash!”
On the other side, Long Ziyang flew forward, condensing a flame seal in his palm that suddenly tore through the void and struck out.
“Boom!”
Two Yellow-rank martial artists joined forces to break the technique, exchanged glances, then immediately erupted with their cultivation and charged forward!
They hadn’t thought as thoroughly as the middle-aged man—they believed that with the enemy having only a dozen people emerge from the stronghold, joining forces to fight one should be more than sufficient!
“Crimson Spirit Light!”
“Sea-Crossing Radiance!”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Several Chihai Continent martial artists also seized the opportunity to unleash various martial techniques, condensing tremendously powerful light beams that bombarded Long Ziyang.
On a battlefield without rules, they wouldn’t care about fighting with numbers—they could even launch sneak attacks, because only those who survive are the victors!