Eternal Tale

Chapter 271: To Battle!!!

"Fellow Daoists, set sail and breach the Hanging Heaven's Gate!"

From afar, a vast voice echoed, carrying an overwhelming force that surged in all directions, causing the sea to rise in crashing waves. "Meet with the Daoists of the Four Immortal Mountains overseas, and together we will journey to the edge of the Celestial River, paving a path for the living beings of our realm!"

The winds roared like thunder, whipping through the air as the sea raged.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

…

The armies of the Bai Li Clan roared from the skies, shaking the heavens and earth. A massive blood-red formation extended from the War Realm Ship, connecting all the warships, turning the entire world into a sea of crimson light!

Chen Xun, who had joined in shouting “kill” to feel the fervor, suddenly felt their boat jolt as if struck by an unseen force.

"Moo!!" Black Ox stared at the transparent blood-red formation, noticing how a line from it connected to their small boat. Its eyes went wide in astonishment—what a grand gesture.

Xiao Chi, clinging to Chen Xun’s back, had been shouting alongside his brothers, but upon seeing the vast blood-red array, shivered and promptly shut his mouth.

"To battle!"

"To battle!"

…

Echoes of the battle cry resonated from all directions. The boundless expanse of the blue Western Sea surged, as wave after wave collided with the countless warships, creating a thunderous roar that echoed like the collapse of the heavens.

*Buzz!*

*Buzz!*

The sky and the sea were filled with an endless array of densely packed warships, all pointing toward the Four Immortal Mountains overseas. The entire sea quaked, and even the creatures beneath the waves trembled in response.

The heavens swayed, the sea trembled, and the deafening booms continued unceasingly. Ancient horn blasts rang out from the horizon, majestic and invigorating, accompanied by the pounding of war drums that shook the heavens and earth.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

…

The cultivators standing on the warships roared, their eyes filled with a fierce killing intent. Their battle spirits surged, and their spiritual energy howled in the wind.

One by one, the warships, like a flood, set sail, led by the War Realm Ship at the forefront, speeding into the vast depths of the sea—heading into the unknown, where life and death hung in the balance!

Chen Xun, carrying Xiao Chi on his back, stood alongside Black Ox, their expressions resolute as they set sail with the other cultivators.

…

A year later, deep within the Western Sea, where the distant horizon connected, rose blue landmasses that glimmered with the ancient luster of glazed tiles, expanding the boundless space.

The sea surface was stained with blood; many sea beasts, whether they hadn’t yet emerged or had just surfaced with a thought, were immediately slaughtered.

This relentless onslaught scattered the sea beasts in terror, passing by the lairs of several evil cultivators, which had long since been abandoned.

With so many cultivators and the mighty army of the Bai Li Clan, who would dare oppose them? Even reckless cultivators knew the value of their lives; none would foolishly stand against such power.

The earth-shaking and sea-splitting commotion was enough to make countless sea creatures of the Western Sea flee; it was a law unto itself—those who blocked the path, perished!

With dark clouds overhead, Chen Xun and his companions lay leisurely on their small boat, reading.

By now, the journey had lost its scenic allure, and all they saw was darkness; their vision was completely obscured, and they dared not extend their spiritual senses.

However, protected by the Bai Li Clan’s War Realm Ship, they didn’t have to pay for their journey, and their speed was considerable, saving them plenty of spirit stones.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted in all directions.

"Steady your vessels, we are about to enter the territory of the Four Immortal Mountains!"

"The sea level is beginning to tilt upward; do not panic. This is the Hanging Gate Sea Region; we’ve exited the Western Sea!"

"Everyone, steady yourselves, and prepare for the ascent!"

…

From the sky, the warships below began to emit thunderous booms. Their hulls tilted, and protective shields of magical energy were activated, radiating colorful light.

The entire sea surface tilted upward, and one warship after another crashed into the towering waves. Countless cultivators roared forward, raising colossal waves that stirred the soul!

Chen Xun and Black Ox clung to the stern of their boat, with Xiao Chi perched on Black Ox’s back. They looked back in awe.

The sea surface tilted, and more large ships came into view, an endless line of them riding the waves, the booming sounds deafening, as if the sea itself were boiling.

Above, the cultivators standing on the ships had sharp, determined gazes. None remained inside their cabins to cultivate; all stood at the bow, their robes billowing in the fierce wind.

Though they had come with different purposes, in this moment, those purposes seemed irrelevant.

"Whoa… so this is the world of cultivation."

Chen Xun’s eyes widened to the maximum as the ships accelerated, tilting almost forty-five degrees. The distant sea scene finally came into view, and all he saw was a sky full of waves.

"Moo moo~~" Black Ox snorted beside Chen Xun, eyes wide with shock. The tilted sea was even more astonishing than the thunderous seas they had encountered before.

Xiao Chi let out a series of nervous growls, his features twisting comically as he sensed many eyes turning toward them, almost locking gazes.

"Brother Xun, isn’t this… a bit too much?" Xiao Chi’s heart pounded; the scale of the scene was overwhelming. "We won’t fall off, right?!"

He glanced at the receding sea surface, swallowing nervously, unsure how high they had climbed.

"There’s a chance." Chen Xun nodded seriously. "Old Ox, activate the formation."

Xiao Chi shrank at Chen Xun’s words, but quickly remembered—he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul spirit beast. He could walk on air!

"Moo!" Black Ox glanced at Chen Xun, nodding slightly.

With a stomp of its hoof, a blue light surrounded their small boat, pressing it tightly against the Hanging Gate Sea Region.

Seeing this, Xiao Chi sighed in relief. If they really fell, it would be too embarrassing. They might even crash into someone else.

Chen Xun glanced at the red line on the bow of the ship, feeling uneasy. Still, he trusted himself; things wouldn’t go wrong.

After securing everything, they marveled at the strange scene again, unable to look away. Chen Xun even felt the urge to shout out, but held back, mindful of the many cultivators around.

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

The War Realm Ships, like towering mountains, roared as they extended countless crimson beams, pulling the warships upward through the Hanging Gate Sea.

Now, the ships became more solid, no longer as translucent as before. Each warship picked up speed, surging up the inverted sea!

…

A month later, at night.

Above the Hanging Gate Sea Region, four majestic immortal mountains stood tall in the distance.

Even at night, their presence was impossible to ignore. Radiant immortal light cascaded down, and colorful mists filled the air, as if they were alive, spanning heaven and earth, reaching toward the sky and overlooking the Hanging Gate Sea.

The mountains were spaced far apart; only from a distance could one see all four.

Their peaks stood like proud dragons, their imposing presence cutting across the sea. Even the Southern Dipper Mountain of Qian Kingdom paled in comparison.

The spiritual energy within was vast and abundant, and who knew how many spiritual veins lay hidden within the mountains, yet they remained serene, unchanging as time itself.

Beyond them, an ancient formation loomed like a curtain, sealing the sky and cutting off all life from the passage beyond, dominating the heavens.

Gazing upon these immortal mountains, even one’s soul felt impacted. Schemes, ambitions, and struggles for fame seemed insignificant.

"Rise!"

Tonight, four ancient and solemn voices echoed from the four mountains, radiating a powerful force like a massive star crashing down. The sea trembled in response.

Beams of immortal light burst from the mountains, emitting a strange energy. The mountains quaked with earth-shaking intensity.

The mist outside the mountains surged into the sky, stirring the night clouds and breaking them apart, creating a breathtaking scene.

*Boom!*

Suddenly, the center of each mountain opened, revealing a misty cavern. Massive warships slowly emerged, their spiritual energy shaking the heavens.

Men and women stood atop them, dressed in unique clothing distinct from the style of Da Li, yet their faces were strikingly youthful!

Their expressions were serious, having prepared for this journey for many years. The ancient will, the realm’s legacy—they dared not forget. A thousand years of bloodshed, the ancient races never feared.

"Fight for the living beings of our realm!"

"Fight for the living beings of our realm!"

…

The ancient, grand horns of the four mountains resounded. Warships filled the skies as they emerged from the mountains. No matter how far they advanced toward the Celestial River or how many casualties they suffered, they were unafraid!

Cultivators may die without attaining immortality, but hope must not be extinguished, and the realm must not be destroyed. There were still many young ones yet to grow.

Their continued survival was built on the blood and sacrifices of those who came before. Even

if some smart cultivators viewed them as cannon fodder or believed their charge meaningless or unnecessary, this was the essence of their cultivation.

In the end, the realm must have cultivators who are willing to stand up.