Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree-Chapter 274: A Bold Idea

"According to the information, Quasi-Emperor Saints of several Great Emperor-level influences have already headed to the Ancient Wilderness, and they’ll arrive in at most half a day’s time.

This matter is of utmost importance, what are your thoughts?"

Gu Fang said in a deep voice.

Before him were some of the high-ranking officials from the Cyan Yang Divine Court.

In this battle, all official elders and top experts from various families each led a group of elites, sweeping across the Divine Wilderness in several armies.

Currently, the forces destroyed by the Cyan Yang Divine Court number at least several dozen, with an equal number having submitted to the Court.

If such power were unified, it would indeed be truly terrifying.

However.

If they were to face forces like the Divine Martial Dynasty, it would be insufficient.

Upon hearing this.

The other high-ranking officials also wore grave expressions, each voicing their own opinions.

Some believed that the army should retreat and fight to the death.

Yet others thought they should first conquer other powers at all costs.

The differing opinions led to a heated argument.

Suddenly.

Gu Fang raised his hand to interrupt them.

"Enough, there’s no need to argue any further. The Divine Emperor has just issued a decree, instructing us to continue conquering other forces, without sending troops to retreat.

The remaining issues will be handled by the Divine Emperor."

Upon hearing this,

the others ceased their arguments.

Since the Divine Emperor would handle it, there was nothing for them to worry about.

After all, if that one personally stepped in, any problem would no longer be a problem.

After all, being able to annihilate a Sacred Land in a single day and subdue one is a testament to the terrifying power of this Divine Emperor.

Subsequently,

the discussions shifted from whether or not to send troops back to which target they should strike next.

Soon,

someone said loudly, "Since the Divine Martial Dynasty and other forces have deployed all their top experts to strike directly, should we not imitate them and also make a direct strike?"

The others were caught off guard by these words.

A direct strike!

It was something they had never considered.

After all, the foundations of Great Emperor-level influences were strong, their strength unmatched by ordinary forces.

That person smiled and said, "Everyone, do not forget, we did not attack these Great Emperor-level influences directly before because they have ancient experts asleep and possess Emperor’s Soldiers.

With our strength, we couldn’t contend with such powers.

But it is different now; their top powers have all gone to the Ancient Wilderness, intending to destroy the Cyan Yang realm. Such a direct attack must mean they are using all their resources.

Given that the Demon Race is also invading simultaneously, if they cannot defeat the Cyan Yang Divine Court in this battle, they will find themselves in a dilemma.

So, for these Great Emperor-level influences, victory in this battle is a must, with no room for error."

"Therefore..."

"The strength of these forces must be empty, and a direct strike from us now might indeed suppress a Great Emperor-level influence.

The benefits of suppressing such a force are undoubtedly clear to everyone."

The person’s words altered numerous expressions.

The benefits an influence of Great Emperor-level held were imaginable, even if they had never truly seen them.

Not to mention,

there surely exists Great Emperor’s Ultimate Skills within these Great Emperor-level influences.

Sacrificing a Quasi-Emperor’s Secret Skill could yield at least a trillion contribution points, whereas the conservative estimate for sacrificing a Great Emperor’s Ultimate Skill starts at ten trillion points.

It could be said,

the repository of secret skills from just one Great Emperor influence, when sacrificed to the Divine Kingdom, constitutes a contribution point of astronomical proportions.

And beyond secret skills,

the influences of Great Emperor-level also hold countless resources, which are highly coveted.

Successfully suppressing a Great Emperor-level influence would bring unimaginable benefits.

Gu Fang looked deeply at the speaker, who he recognized as a newly promoted steward of the Divine Court, named Zhuo Lin.

Beneath the official elders of the Divine Court were the stewards, managing different departmental duties.

To become a steward, one’s strength had to be at least at the fifth rank; the Zhuo Lin before him was not weak, having stepped into the level of the sixth rank low-grade.

Understanding the reason in the person’s words, Gu Fang nodded, "Steward Zhuo makes a valid point. Now that these forces are empty, it is indeed an opportune time for us to act.

Moreover, it’s unlikely these forces would expect us to dare to mimic their direct strike; this battle is sure to catch them off guard."

Since these forces intended an attack on the Cyan Yang realm, they might as well imitate this and strike directly at their bases.

It was likely beyond these forces’ expectations that, under such circumstances, the Cyan Yang Divine Court would act in this way.

Very soon,

all high-ranking officials were in agreement.

The army immediately marched grandly toward the Immortal Spirit Sacred Land.

Of the several Great Emperor-level influences, the Immortal Spirit Sacred Land was the closest to them, and in terms of power, it was slightly weaker than the other two Great Emperor-level influences.

Therefore,

the Sacred Land naturally became the primary target.

...

Ancient Wilderness!

Currently, the Eighteen Cities were entirely undefended, and the Divine City, originally established from the Ancient Wilderness Sacred Land, was now just an empty city.

All cultivators had gone off with the army, leaving nothing at the rear.

Initially, some cultivators stayed to guard the passage between the Two Realms, but when Gu Qingyang arrived, he ordered all these cultivators to leave.

Thus,

Gu Qingyang remained stationed in the Divine City, along with a group of powerhouses from the Taichu Sacred Land.

Indeed,

it was the powerhouses of the Taichu Sacred Land.

After all real cultivators and above of the Taichu Sacred Land swore a blood oath, it destined that this power would never break free from the Cyan Yang Divine Court.

The two were now bound together, rising and falling together.

Upon learning that the top experts of other forces intended to obliterate the Cyan Yang realm, Gu Qingyang led the powerhouses of the Taichu Sacred Land there.

Four Quasi-Emperors!

Six Saints!

This was the entire foundation of the Taichu Sacred Land.

At this moment,

the faces of Chen Mountain and others were not looking good, feeling as if they had boarded a pirate ship, yet unable to disembark.

After all, those who were not Great Emperors could not defy the blood oath.

Yet as the top experts were about to arrive, the powerhouses of the Taichu Sacred Land held no optimism for this battle.

For,

the number disparity between the two sides’ experts was too great.

Even if a Great Emperor-level influence offered only two Quasi-Emperors, they would still have a dozen at their disposal.

Whereas on their side, even counting Gu Qingyang, they numbered only five Quasi-Emperors.

Even though this Divine Emperor’s methods were extraordinary and his power immense, dealing with a dozen Quasi-Emperors was an impossibility.

The prospect of Gu Qingyang holding the Divine City and confronting these forces head-on provided no hope of a favorable outcome.

Unfortunately,

things had progressed to this point, beyond the control of Chen Mountain and others.