Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2118: 884, Desolate Wilderness, it is truly fascinating just like this.

Chapter 2118: 884, Desolate Wilderness, it is truly fascinating just like this.

The people of Jiuli City are the enemy.

Han Muye’s words made Zhu Rong startle.

He had never considered the human race as his enemy before.

Subconsciously, he had always regarded the people of the human race as allies of Blazing Prairie City.

Seeing his expression, Han Muye shook his head slightly.

It was precisely because he had suspected the motives of Zhuohe Immortal Venerable that he had deliberately reached out to detect the memories within the long saber the Venerable held.

As expected.

The people of Jiuli City were under the control of Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

They were planning to use this Sacred a.s.sembly to encircle and kill the Wasteland Human Race.

Even the Chongyun Tianque tribe was part of their calculations.

This time, at least ten Overlord-level powerhouses were standing with Divine Source Heavenly Palace, seeking to leave The Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

The departure of so many powerhouses was bound to weaken the strength of the Ancient Desolate Ruins Realm.

Such actions also induced the wrath of heaven and earth.

Zhuohe Immortal Venerable didn’t know that the moment he arrived in Blazing Prairie City, heaven and earth had already hinted to Han Muye.

How could he imagine that there was someone in the world who could have such a close relations.h.i.+p with heaven and earth?

“Senior Brother Han, if they truly are our enemies, what should we do? Should we partic.i.p.ate in this Sacred a.s.sembly?”

Zhu Rong looked towards Han Muye, his voice deep and serious.

On him, the strength of blood qi was gathering.

With his increasing control over the fiery power and the enhancement of his Fire Vein Origin, Zhu Rong’s temperament became ever more fiery.

This is both bad and good.

His inability to control his temper might lead to some uncontrollable decisions.

But on the other hand, such a temperament was compatible with the fiery power, making his cultivation abilities purer and his strength increase rapidly.

With Han Muye intervening with a secret technique to hide him, n.o.body knew that Zhu Rong had already become an Overlord-level powerhouse.

Apart from Han Muye, he was the first among the Human Tribe of the Vast Wilderness.

This was his real confidence.

“Zhu Rong, the Vast Wilderness needs to be led by the human race. Those divine beasts that are not united will become a thing of the past.”

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zhu Rong in front of him.

“I, too, will one day leave the Vast Wilderness. Blazing Prairie City, the Wasteland, all humans, need to truly gather strength.”

He patted Zhu Rong’s shoulder and showed a smile, “This time, you need to lead the Wasteland Human Race to the peak.”

“All enemies that stand in our way must be crushed.”

Zhu Rong nodded, his expression resolute.

The more powerful his cultivation became, the more he understood about the affairs within the Vast Wilderness.

Just as Han Muye said, he would eventually leave.

“Senior Brother Han, what about you—”

Han Muye waved his hand, his gaze drifting towards the distant sky.

“You have your enemies, and I have my opponents.”

“The Vast Wilderness, it’s truly fascinating precisely because of this.”

…

Three months later, eight hundred million soldiers rose from the Blazing Prairie City of the Wasteland to cross Bu Taishan.

This movement shook the entire Vast Wilderness.

Countless divine beast tribes, as well as the people from the Vast Wilderness Hinterland, were all paying attention to this matter.

However, after leaving Bu Taishan, seventy million of the eight hundred million soldiers stayed outside Bu Taishan within a radius of one hundred thousand li.

Zhu Rong led ten million soldiers on a conquest journey to subjugate the Vast Wilderness Human Race.

Zhu Rong’s reason was to prepare for the upcoming Heavenly Source Sacred a.s.sembly, to first weigh the strength of the human race. If there were any forces or powerhouses that could defeat him and the ten million army of Blazing Prairie City, then both Blazing Prairie City and he himself would submit.

Not just the human race, if any divine beast tribes were interested, they could also partic.i.p.ate in this battle.

Originally, the Wasteland Human Race was forbidden to step outside a radius of one hundred thousand li.

But this time, Zhu Rong, holding the name of early exchange and challenge before the Heavenly Source Sacred a.s.sembly, caused many forces to hesitate slightly.

In that moment of hesitation, ten million soldiers had already stepped out of the restricted zone.

White Mirror City.

About one million li away from Bu Taishan, it became famous for producing the spiritual material White Mirror Stone.

White Mirror Stone was a high-grade spiritual material for refining black armor. In recent years, White Mirror City had traded at least one hundred million catties to Blazing Prairie City.

Thanks to these trades, White Mirror City prospered, and the lives of its eighty million clan members were turned upside down.

When Zhu Rong led the ma.s.sive army and charged directly to within ten thousand li of White Mirror City, all the civilians inside were stunned.

The elders of White Mirror City and those in charge were also dumbfounded.

How could they resist against ten million soldiers?

Even if White Mirror City were to muster all its resources, it could not organize five million troops.

The key point was that White Mirror City had a good relations.h.i.+p with the Wasteland’s Blazing Prairie City due to its large trading volume, and they knew well the strength of Blazing Prairie City’s battle formation.

In the council hall of White Mirror City, variously shaped human figures sat solemnly.

These people were either Divine Pattern Masters or Ritual Masters.

On one side, several figures transformed from divine beasts sat as humans, unmoving.

“Elder Hu Ji, you’re in charge of commanding our White Mirror City’s army. Tell us, what are our chances of victory?” A white-bearded elder asked, looking at one side.

“Yes, relying on the city walls, if we have even a five percent chance of victory, and can hold out for reinforcements from other cities, then Blazing Prairie City will crumble. Once they fall apart, we can seize the opportunity to counterattack, envelop Bu Taishan… cough cough, of course, Bu Taishan has another seventy million Wasteland soldiers…” The person speaking became excited, then thought about the impossible situation and deflated.

To defeat this ten million, there were still seventy million more.

In the hall, everyone’s eyes gradually turned to a big man in black half-armor.

The big man’s face was calm as he slowly raised a finger.

This one finger silenced everyone.

“Alas, do we truly only have a ten percent chance of victory?” The elder at the head of the table had a complex expression and shook his head.

“Yes, only a ten percent chance. Even if we convened civilians from all around, I’m afraid we could only increase it by one or two percent. It’s really not looking good…”