The Ancient Vast Realm

Bang, bang, bang—

As a huge bronze ladder descended, slowly extending from the giant warship to the open land, various warriors in different clothes on the warship began to walk downwards one after another. go.

Of course, these are just ordinary warriors. Warriors in the third realm such as Feng Xuan naturally do not have to be like this. When Feng Xuan and others rose into the sky until they fell into the army representing the Ksitigarbha Palace below, several armored warriors The scholar had already walked towards several people.

"Guys, please show your identity tokens!"

The leading soldier raised his head slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his stiff face. Feng Xuan could tell from the logo on his armor that he was a captain of thousands, and in his hand he was holding a Wearing a strange brass yin-yang mirror, it is obviously a witchcraft tool used to test identity.

Feng Xuan and the others had no objection to this. After all, there were already people waiting aside after completing the test before them.

When Feng Xuan and others took out the tokens, the captain checked them one by one with a bronze mirror. However, when he noticed Feng Xuan's identity token, he was obviously shaken. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at Feng Xuan carefully again, but Seeing that Feng Xuan's face was dull and there was no strange look on his face, he didn't say anything more and immediately returned the tokens to several people. However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the other party's attitude was much better than before.

"Guys, please wait a moment. We can set off when the number of people is complete."

After the captain gave instructions to Feng Xuan and the others, he immediately ran to the rest of the Hidden Essence Realm warriors who came over and started routine inspections.

Feng Xuan and the others stood together with the warriors who had completed the inspection, looking at the mighty crowd approaching.

"With so many warriors, I don't know how many will be left in ten years? Will you and I be able to board the returning warship again?"

Behind Feng Xuan, Qiao Wu couldn't help but sigh as he watched the dense crowd approaching one after another.

"Don't think too much, there is no point in criticizing matters of life and death."

After hearing this, Feng Xuan just said lightly and didn't care too much about it. Whether he was alive or dead, he was already prepared on the way forward.

But Feng Xuan sighed slightly in his heart when he looked at those warriors.

On this warship, there are not only third-level warriors like them, but also warriors and monks who belong to the blood level of Yunzang Realm.

Most of these warrior monks either realize that they have encountered a bottleneck and are unable to take the most critical step, and want to use the huge pressure of this border battlefield to trigger their breakthrough, or they choose to come here for the rich rewards of the Holy Land. person.

But no matter which one they were, when they set foot on this battlefield, all their previous identities seemed unimportant. Here, their unified identity was that of a warrior in the Sky Demon City.

For most of these people, there are almost only two choices. Either they can choose to stay or continue to stay after every ten years, or they can break through to the third realm, in which case they can have a choice. opportunity, and this is the hope that the Great Wilderness Holy Land gives these people.

Each war city also means a huge training ground. Countless talented and powerful people will either rise up on countless corpses in one fell swoop, or they will sink into this space forever and become a member of the nameless wreckage.

When all the soldiers had verified the identity of everyone here, it was already nearly half an hour later. Only then did Feng Xuan notice that the warriors who came this time were just from his own Ksitigarbha realm. There are approximately nearly three thousand people, and according to his observation, there are more than two hundred warriors in the third realm alone, which is really a large number.

You must know that this number of warriors is probably the total of all the powerful people in the entire Canglan Mountains combined, and this is just a warrior transported by a war palace.

The Ksitigarbha Hall has always been one of the war halls with the smallest number of people in the entire Great Wilderness Holy Land. Like Fengxuan Observation, some of the war halls may have transported more than ten thousand warriors in just one time. The entire warship added There are probably more than 600,000 warriors who have risen, but what you need to know is that all the people in this warship, even those with the lowest cultivation level, need to reach the level of blood to be qualified to board this warship.

In the past, Feng Xuan would naturally wonder why the Holy Land could only recruit millions of disciples every five years, and where such a huge group of warriors came from, but now with his status, he would naturally no longer wonder.

Although the Holy Land does recruit disciples only once every five years, it is only a requirement for the various clans and tribes in the wilderness. It can be regarded as the genius seeds contributed by each tribe in the wilderness. These genius seeds are not only the geniuses contributed by each tribe to the human race. Seeds are also the medium of communication with the human race’s holy land.

On the contrary, the real source of the Holy Land's military power is the warriors in the countless void worlds it controls. Among them, many warriors are warriors trained by the Holy Land itself. Although these small worlds are not as powerful as the Great Wilderness Human Race from the beginning, But under that huge base, it can also give birth to immeasurable warriors, who are the largest source of soldiers in the Holy Land. For example, Feng Xuan Feng Xuan's steward Tieshan was once one of them.

Feng Xuan had also wondered before why the Holy Land didn't directly recruit troops from the wilderness, but Yin Mo's words also woke him up.

"The Holy Land of the Wilderness is the Holy Land of the Human Race, not just the Holy Land of the Wilderness Territory"

Compared to the Great Wilderness clans and tribes with backers behind them, these humans born from the void world will fight for every available resource at all costs, and the Holy Land is willing to give these humans a chance to rise.

With such a huge base, some human warriors in the void world also have the opportunity to break the innate shackles and become one of the strong men in the Holy Land.

When the leading warrior saw that there were no more warriors coming down from the Juque warship, he also understood that almost all the warriors that the Ksitigarbha Hall could gather this time were already here.

"Alas, this time there are actually a thousand fewer people than last time. It seems that the general is going to lose his temper again."

Behind the thousand-man captain, a warrior dressed as a centurion on the left sighed softly and said helplessly.

"There is no way. The damage to the war cities has been getting worse and worse over the years. It is said that the Holy Land has begun to enforce the recruitment order in various void worlds. If it were not for the fact that the Great Wilderness tribes in various territories were already overwhelmed by various alien races and various situations, the Holy Land would probably have to take action against various tribes and clans."

Another centurion on the right listened to his companion's words and couldn't help but echoed.

"Humph, in the end, the Great Wilderness Holy Land still favors the Great Wilderness human race. Although the various territories in the Great Wilderness are indeed dangerous, I don't believe that there will be no troops to be drawn from some powerful human tribes. For example, those ancient clans and top tribes are just retaining their own strengths."