I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 635 - 122: The Great Battle Begins

"King!"

"King!!"

It was like a mountain call and a tidal wave.

Even the onlooking Human Race showed astonishment on their faces, silently pondering the significance and impact of this battle.

The current situation seemed to indicate that the Sea Race would end the chaos and a true king who had won the people's hearts had already ascended the throne.

However, among the barbaric Sea Race, strength was ultimately revered; the current public support was secondary.

Without sufficient combat power, this talented and powerful Bone King would likely be subjugated.

"It's a bit of a pity."

Countless people cast their gaze upon the Bone King, knowing he was a truly selfless emperor.

If the opponent were a qualified puppet, greedy for life and fearful of death, how could he say such things? Purposely aggravating the Dragon Race, making them wish to kill him.

He was showing his resolve

Perhaps in the next second, if the defense was breached, he would be killed instantly!

He couldn't be unaware that now there were some Immortal Path Divine Techniques that could sever your Dharma Aspect and then curse your true form, right?

Daring to provoke the Dragon Race to the death, daring to calmly sit on the throne without fleeing— they couldn't claim to be capable of that.

These scholars on the Ark, silently looked up, watching him sit quietly on the chair, an inexplicable thought surfaced in their minds:

This monarch would rather drown in faith.

"What a pity, he's of the Sea Race, an enemy."

"Indeed, their hero is our scourge. It might sound low to say, but for the sake of my Human Race, I hope the Dragon Race kills him now!"

"Talking is pointless, we can only remain neutral, only observe; this is the maximum extent the Sea Race will tolerate."

"Indeed, we each record, no need for extra words!"

On every Ark, someone used a Recording Magical Artifact.

Some collected the spattered dragon blood.

Some began brainstorming, using this as a prototype to craft thrilling novels for profit; the story of the Bone King and Yan Shuangying, two kindred spirits striving together to establish the Bone Demon Sect, was already forming in their minds.

Furthermore, countless artists stood in the streets doing "field sketches," painting on their boards, trying to capture the emperor's grace at this distant moment!

You could see how much the Human Race liked to... spectate.

Throughout history's heroic battles, they had grown accustomed to this pattern.

After all, these battles with the Undying System were not a joke— flesh and blood flying, rivers of blood... not only could they watch, but they could collect materials.

It counted as a considerable opportunity.

However.

Unless you had a special ability to slay, no matter how strong your combat power, it was still a grinding battle, two meat shields wearing each other down!

"Wow, your drawing is so beautiful." On the street, amidst the distant sounds of battle, the Sword Fairy leaned over to watch the scholar sketch on his board.

The picture was lifelike.

The sun shone down from the sky.

Countless dragons "danced gracefully," as if holding a final ceremony, with golden rays spilling over the throne high in the Fishbone City's Imperial Palace.

It was a figure that told truths and fired the first shot for the Sea Race's people.

He radiated a silver glow as the Bone King slowly stood up.

Amidst the dragon blood spraying, throne and man, countless Sea Race heroes and battling dragons, these elements seemed to compose an eternal painted color.

"Your drawing is indeed vivid, as if everything is alive." The dizzy person also leaned over to see the unknown artist, "Would you like to come to our Xirong Academy to be a teacher?"

"My drawing skills have always been good."

The scholar turned his head and smiled at the Sword Fairy.

He held his pen, finishing the last line.

The entire scroll was composed of black lines and white lines, without more color, yet it seemed alive, the creatures inside seemed to move.

The Sword Fairy blinked, seeing the creatures in the scroll pause again, as if it were all an illusion.

The painting returned to its mundane state.

—This might be some big shot showing off at my place.

The Sword Fairy wasn't foolish, she was clever.

She was well-read in various online novels, hiding among the crowd, only to be discovered by spies of major forces or those extraordinary individuals from secluded worlds.

For instance, the Ghost Dragon Ancestor from the tomb... the Ghost King clan from neutral tombs... it was very possible they'd come looking for her.

"Like it?" The scholar smiled. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Like it." The Sword Fairy looked at the painting, the Bone King's Coronation Painting, and couldn't bear to part with it.

"If you like it, then I'll give it to you." The artist handed over the scroll, appearing very agreeable.

...

...

Bang!

At this moment, the battle had passed the probing stage.

In the large-scale skirmish, nearly all One Heart Realm experts had been deployed, one giant dragon after another made a move.

On first glance, there seemed to be over a hundred giant dragons.

Most were the Ghost Dragon Ancestors, only a few were living dragons of the current generation.

It was apparent that Dragon Race's dominance was largely due to being the most prolific among Divine Beasts, with a great number.

The Sea Race Holy Lands combined had brought forth three to four hundred One Heart Realm ancestral tombs, with two or three of the same tier surrounding and attacking one Dragon Race member, which seemed quite absurd.

"The madness of this battle is rarely seen even in the Nine-State." The first King Xinyi, a white-robed woman, laughed heartily, "Both sides are restrained, withholding Self-Transformation Realm, hundreds of One Heart Realm clashing!"

"Fear of our Human Race." The Sect Leader of the Man Tianxing family slowly spoke, silent and reticent.

The new Rose King smirked, "Hundreds of One Heart Realm, we certainly can't muster that many!"

"Certainly."

Xinyi's brow adorned with a vibrant red Firewood:

"In our Jiushui era, there was a historical gap, all previous stocks were emptied, our solitary Jiushui Dynasty has only lasted tens of thousands of years, how could we possibly gather so many One Heart Realm ancestral tombs? No accumulation!"

"Let's take a look at the Dragon Race's ancestral tombs, see how they fare." The Rose King pondered aloud.

Now.

The Pseudo-human Calamity erupted, the Human Race ancestral tombs housed pseudo-human emperors...

This greatest Human Race heritage now turned against them, nearly no one in the Nine-State could withstand it.

Their own kind couldn't withstand the "Chronicles of Time."

This ultimately posed a huge hidden threat.

Hence, their plan to counterattack the pseudo-humans essentially involved spreading the Pseudo-human Calamity to the Four Divine Beasts, forcibly pulling them onto the warship.

Then, using their ancestral tombs to attack our Human Race ancestral tombs.

Otherwise...

How could the current King of Nine States, this small fry, withstand the heritage of past Human Race from the "Chronicles of Time?"

Just one Human God nearly destroyed the world.

Therefore, using the Dragon Tomb, said to hold heritage comparable to the Human Race's grand tombs, for the counterattack, was the best solution.

At present, they observed the Dragon Race's heritage...

Seemingly apathetic, indifferent to matters, the Dragon Race's heritage was actually deeply profound and mysterious.

They now, wanted to probe the Dragon Race's Emperor's Tomb, see if the cohort of historical Dragon Emperors inside had any issues.

If they could serve as the main force to resist the Pseudo-human Calamity.

Bang!

The two sides continued their exchange.

Suddenly, Xinyi's eyebrows furrowed, revealing an expression of extreme shock, "Those Sea Race Holy Land experts, why do they look so odd, with such discomforted expressions."

"Perhaps a certain toxic Divine Technique?" came a voice from the King of the Other Shore, "They don't seem very well physically."

It's rare for the Kings of Nine States to gather, though none were here personally, only their Dharma Aspects.

But it was enough to show the level of importance placed on this battle.

As everyone was puzzled, an astonishing scene unfolded before their eyes.

Crash!

Those Sea Race experts suddenly rushed out, one by one quickly transforming into jet warriors.