Wu Shattered Star River

The Human Race's various realms began a massive military buildup, and King Beishang's side also received orders.

King Beishang ordered that from this day forward, most of the resources stored in the national treasury be taken out, including the resources seized from the entire Wu family previously.

In addition, King Beishang ordered that all major families owning territories hand over half of their profits to the national treasury, to be used centrally for nurturing martial artists.

Furthermore, all secret realms, large and small, occupied by the major families were to be relinquished for unified arrangement by the higher authorities.

Because Marquis Yanbei was about to break through to the Dao Integration Realm, Marquis Fengxian took the lead in this matter, with Marquis Liyang and Marquis Fengyi executing it.

The major families had no objections, but the small and medium-sized families cried out in misery, complaining and appealing, or concealing their profits.

Marquis Fengxian had always been hot-tempered, and directly ordered Marquis Huangquan to lead a team to investigate, with any family concealing profits facing immediate confiscation of their property.

Marquis Fengxian set an example by handing over 70% of the profits from his territory to the national treasury, and at the same time, all secret realms and treasured lands occupied by the Feng family were relinquished for unified arrangement.

Yuelu County, after Xuan Yuanqing received the news, went to the secret realm as soon as possible to report to Si Li.

Si Li didn't say anything, instructing Xuan Yuanqing to implement the policies from above and fully cooperate.

As a result, Marquis Fengyi came to Blue Ripple Island not long after, bringing with her King Beishang's decree—Jiang Han's territory profits did not need to be handed over, the Yue Ya Secret Realm would be handed over to the higher authorities for unified arrangement, and Si Li could arrange the third level of the God Tower herself.

King Beishang was truly good to Jiang Han and Si Li, but Si Li was very sensible and resolutely refused, expressing her willingness to hand over half of the profits from her territory.

Nearly a thousand people had come from the Star Dust World, and some of these people had joined the Beishang Army, so not too many resources were needed here, and it was temporarily enough.

Si Li said one sentence: If Jiang Han could return, with Jiang Han's ability, he would have no worries about resources at all.

If Jiang Han could not return, without a backbone, this group of people from the Star Dust World would eventually disperse, and so many resources would be useless.

Si Li did not relinquish the third level of the God Tower because she needed to seclude herself for a long time, and Jiang Li, Wu Yao'er, Zuo Yiyi, Fang Mengyao, and Xuan Yuanqing also needed to cultivate.

The third level was only so big, and only a few people could cultivate each time, and Si Li was afraid of being disturbed.

Seeing Si Li's firm attitude, Marquis Fengyi didn't try to persuade her further, and she left in a hurry because she had many things to do recently.

With King Beishang's order, the entire Beishang Realm was in an uproar, especially the children from poor families, who were all extremely excited and enthusiastically signed up.

In just a few days, tens of millions of martial artists had signed up to participate in the Beishang Army reserve camp.

Marquis Fengyi and the others became busy, and all the Grand Commanders and Marquis-level powerhouses were transferred out to begin selecting elites, forming military camps, formulating training plans, and starting training in batches.

The atmosphere in the entire Beishang Realm became tense, and everyone knew that the Beishang Army was expanding so rapidly in preparation for war.

The passages of the Beishang Realm had been closed. What was the preparation for war for? Naturally, the situation on the Ancestral World's side was grim, and the Second Myriad Race War was about to break out.

The atmosphere on Blue Ripple Island was similarly affected, and most martial artists cultivated even more diligently.

They all knew that once the war started, no one could be relied upon, and whether they could survive would depend on their own combat power and fate.

Not only the Beishang Realm, but the Ancestral World and the major Upper Realms, as well as the various Middle Realms, had an extremely tense atmosphere.

The Lower Realms were a little better, because the average strength of martial artists in the Lower Realms was relatively low, and resources were also scarce. Therefore, this military buildup mainly focused on the Upper and Middle Realms. Of course, the Lower Realms also received orders to fully cultivate martial artists.

The various realms of the Thunder Clan were the same. The Spirit Clan was a little better. As one of the strongest races in this world, the ordinary martial artists of the Spirit Clan were very confident. They all believed that they would win, and of course, the Spirit Clan martial artists had recently become much more diligent in their cultivation.

As expected by the various races!

A month later, the Desolate Clan and the Underworld Clan issued orders to begin a massive military buildup.

At the same time, the Desolate Clan and the Underworld Clan sent orders to the Demon Clan, Dragon Clan, Monster Clan, Faceless Clan, and Ghost Clan, instructing them to fully cultivate armies and powerhouses.

The Flame Clan was a little panicked. Several Heavenly Sovereigns from the Flame Purple Clan went to the Flame Blue Clan one after another and began secret talks, and King Zhurong also secretly went to the Flame Blue Clan twice.

The remaining large and small groups secretly issued orders to expand their armies and cultivate powerhouses.

The entire God-Demon Battlefield currently has no place where war has broken out, but it feels like a powder keg, and even a small spark could cause an explosion.

All races knew that the calm before the storm had finally arrived.

Next, once war breaks out anywhere, it could ignite the entire Myriad Worlds and trigger a full-scale war.

The Spirit Clan and Human Race envoys were running around, and the Desolate Clan and Underworld Clan envoys went to various races. The number of martial artists in Starfall City had doubled again.

There was also one place where martial artists surged, increasing by a full seven or eight times!

Ghost City!

Scattered cultivators from all over gathered towards Ghost City. It was said that five or six hidden Dao Integration experts had led their families out of their secluded cultivation places and joined Ghost City.

The number of Dao Entry experts in Ghost City had increased by over a hundred, and there were countless Dao Peering Ninth Stage experts.

The storm was coming, and these scattered cultivators had no sense of security, so they chose to band together for warmth.

All the Dao Integration experts in Ghost City began to try to enter the City Lord's Mansion to refine Ghost City.

If Ghost City could not give birth to a new City Lord before the war, Ghost City would also be in danger and unable to protect itself.

Some races started a Tinder Plan, dispersing their clansmen to various hidden secret realms, and some races sent teams to the Chaotic Abyss.

Although the possibility of dying upon entering the Chaotic Abyss was very high, if they survived, it would be absolutely safe inside, ensuring the continuation of the race.

Ancestral City!

Inside a large courtyard square, thousands of people stood in silence.

These thousands of people were both male and female, mostly young people, and all were wearing brocade robes, obviously from large families.

These thousands of people were mostly in the Dao Peering Realm, with only ten in the Dao Entry Realm, all of whom were late-stage Dao Entry Realm, all old men with a twilight aura.

Thousands of people stood in silence, most of them with expressions of fear, unease, sadness, and unwillingness on their faces, and some young girls were sobbing softly.

"Swish, swish, swish ~"

After waiting for a moment, a group of powerhouses walked in, led by Bian Xian, the eldest son of King Biancheng, and the rest included Wu Qingfeng, Leng Qu, and other high-level figures from various major families.

The arrival of this group of powerhouses made the atmosphere in the field even more oppressive, and the women cried even more sadly.

Bian Xian coldly swept his gaze across the audience, and he said, "Stop crying, you are all children of the eight great families, both direct descendants and collateral branches."

"You were born into great families and have enjoyed the wealth and glory, various resources, and benefits that the family has brought you since you were young."

"You should also share the worries of the family and make contributions to the continuation of the family… After you arrive at your destination, what you need to do is to try to survive, try to become stronger, and try to reproduce…"

"If the Human Race can win the final war and the eight great families are still there, we will send powerhouses to bring you back."

"If the Human Race is destroyed, or the eight great families are destroyed, then you should live well there, strive to develop and grow, wait for the opportunity, and accumulate strength."

"When you are strong enough, kill your way back, restore the Human Race's Ancestral World, and revitalize the family…"

Bian Xian said a lot, but the emotions of the young people below were even more pessimistic, sad, and confused.

These thousands of people were members of the eight great families' Spark Plan, and they would be scattered to various places as seeds to hide.

They did not know where their destination was, they only knew that they were about to bid farewell to their comfortable lives and step into an unknown place.

They had to lie dormant, survive, and develop there, and may have to live there for the rest of their lives, or even their descendants may live there for generations and never be able to set foot on their homeland…

"Depart!"

With a wave of Bian Xian's hand, ten Dao Entry experts took out spatial treasures and separated these thousands of people into them.

Afterward, ten Dao Entry old men cupped their fists to Bian Xian and the others, and each stepped into a different teleportation array and disappeared.