"Three thousand years for those in the Transformation Realm!"
"Eight hundred years for a Great Grandmaster!"
"And for a Magician in the God Fusion Realm, only fifteen hundred years."
"Though I have yet to perfectly refine my Five Internal Organs, my lifespan is already fourteen hundred years, barely less than that of a God Fusion Realm Magician. Once I complete the Refining Organ stages, my lifespan shall surely crush that of a God Fusion Realm Magician."
"As for strength, I should now be no weaker than an average Transformation Realm Magician!"
Gu Qingfeng mused to himself.
Back when he was able to slay Shen Wudao, his strength could be considered top-tier in the God Fusion Realm, which is the equivalent of a pinnacle True Intent Master.
But at that time,
Gu Qingfeng hadn’t achieved Perfect Marrow Cleansing, nor had he tempered his viscera.
Each instance of perfect tempering elevated his existence to a higher echelon of life, and with it, his strength underwent a transformation.
Therefore,
Gu Qingfeng was confident that his current power was on par with that of a Transformation Realm Magician.
Moreover,
There was only one known Transformation Realm Magician openly in the Tianyang Sword Sect, the Tianyang Sect Master. Even if there were other powerhouses in hiding, there certainly wouldn’t be many Transformation Realm Magicians.
As long as Transformation Realm Magicians did not interfere,
Gu Qingfeng was sure he could handle anything.
Even if a Transformation Realm Magician were to act, a victory was not out of the question.
Furthermore,
No matter the situation, nothing was ever guaranteed; close enough was often sufficient.
Although Gu Qingfeng conducted his affairs prudently, he was never so cautious as to be a coward.
Following that,
Gu Qingfeng once again began to contemplate and deduce the principles of Martial Arts.
Nowadays, most of his time was spent in the Grinding Blade Hall, striving to create a truly Perfect Martial Arts.
Up to now,
Gu Qingfeng had some clues, though he had not taken the actual first step, but at least he had found a direction to move forward.
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Within a secret forest valley, a military camp had been established.
This was a place secretly found by Gu Yang to train his soldiers.
At this moment,
The camp was home to an army of a hundred thousand men.
Standing on the review platform, Gu Yang gazed down at the hundred thousand strong army below. A silent but deadly aura permeated the air, stirring a torrent of pride in his chest.
This was his, Gu Yang’s, foundation
And the capital for his future contention for the world.
Any soldier who joined the camp had been carefully selected by Gu Yang. Each had some natural talent in Martial Arts, with even the weakest having reached the Initial Stage of Refining Skin.
Among them, some were strong enough to step into the Blood Refining Realm.
Without going any further,
Just the thought of a hundred thousand Initial Stage Martial Artists was an incredibly formidable force.
After all, many soldiers possessed only some martial prowess and had not even begun to enter the realms of Martial Arts. To say nothing of a hundred thousand soldiers all stepping into Martial Arts; such a force could be considered elite anywhere.
"Gentlemen, a hundred thousand soldiers from the Divine Martial Army are now marching toward White Stone Dao. The saying goes, ’Train for a thousand days for a single moment of battle,’ and now is the time to test our what we’ve achieved!"
"For each head taken in this battle, a reward of ten Silver; for ten heads, a hundred Silver and the title of Centurion, along with superior Martial Arts; for a hundred heads, ten thousand Silver and the rank of Chiliarch, along with peerless Martial Arts.
If someone takes two hundred heads, a reward of thirty thousand Silver and the rank of Chiliarch, along with Extraordinary Martial Arts!"
Gu Yang shouted aloud.
As his voice fell, the hundred thousand soldiers’ eyes lit up with fervent desire reflected clearly on their faces.
Ten Silver for a single head!
A hundred Silver for ten heads!
Ten thousand Silver for a hundred heads!
Many envisioned the shiny silver coins before their eyes, and not to mention, aside from the monetary rewards, they could also rise in rank and acquire top-tier Martial Arts.
In chaotic times,
what matters is achieving great deeds.
Now that Gu Yang had made such a promise, he had greatly rallied the military spirit.
"Fight!"
"Fight!!"
"Fight!! Fight!!"
Someone bellowed loudly, soon the vast army camp erupted with shouting as loud as thunder, morale as vibrant as a rainbow.
Seeing this scene before him, Gu Yang felt satisfied within.
They had the strength and foundation.
They had the will and morale.
Even without undergoing the baptism of blood, these were indeed troops ready for battle.
All he had to do was wait for this battle to end, those who survived would truly become the elite.
Just then,
a Hidden Guard came forward, speaking respectfully, "Reporting to the manor master, the Divine Martial Army is now less than a hundred miles from Beimen Pass, I believe they will arrive before half a day!"
"Good!"
Gu Yang nodded his head and immediately waved his hand, as the hundred thousand strong army marched out, heading towards Beimen Pass.
As the great army mobilized,
the vast expanse of White Stone Dao trembled.
Over these years, although Gu Yang had been active, he had always operated covertly. Training the army had also been done in secrecy, and outsiders were completely unaware that such a formidable force had been cultivated.
Only now,
as the hundred thousand strong army left the camp and headed towards Beimen Pass, did the various forces realize that the Gu Family Manor had been secretly amassing such a terrifying power.
In these chaotic times, the purpose of cultivating a large army needed no explanation.
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"A hundred thousand troops, the Gu Family Manor has been planning a rebellion from the start!"
"Heh, rebellion or not, the Taixuan Dynasty is about to fall, what difference does it make if there’s talk of rebellion?"
"That’s true, but I originally thought the Gu Family Manor, being a sect family above worldly affairs, would not get involved in the chaos of these times. However, it looks like they also harbor ambitions to compete for supremacy over the world."
"Competing for supremacy is easy to say, but a slight misstep means complete destruction. A hundred thousand strong army may seem powerful, but that’s all there is to it."
"I’ve heard that this time the Divine Martial Army is coming fiercely, not only is Pei Jing personally leading the troops, but there are also powerhouses from the Tianyang Sword Sect marching with the army. Whether the Gu Family Manor can survive this ordeal is a question." 𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝒎
The forces and martial artists of White Stone Dao were all discussing among themselves, and the vast majority of them were not optimistic about Gu Yang.
Simply put,
Divine Martial King Pei Jing ruled over several provinces, his armies invincible, and even the hundred thousand troops that had come this time could be considered elite.
With equal numbers, the hundred thousand troops under Gu Yang’s command would find it hard to be a match for the Divine Martial Army.
Therefore,
as news of the Divine Martial Army’s approach spread, many Martial World forces were preparing in secret, waiting for the Gu Family Manor’s defeat to immediately pledge allegiance to the Divine Martial Army to avoid being purged.
Gu Yang wasn’t the least bit concerned about the outside rumors.
As long as he could win this battle, all rumors and slander would collapse on their own.
But likewise,
if they lost this battle, then the rumors and slander would no longer matter.
It could be said,
this battle was now tied to the future and existence of the Gu Family Manor.
They could only win!
They could not lose!
Even Gu Yang, with all his confidence, couldn’t help but feel somewhat nervous.
However,
when he felt the presence of the Evil Slayer Blade at his back, the tension in his heart dissipated quite a bit.
With his father there,
the sky would not fall.