Chapter 638: Launch

Lin Feng hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping from the first row to the last.

Half a month has passed since I returned from the Eternal Night Plane.

The day originally set for launching the interdimensional war is today.

In the past two weeks, the Qingyang Guard has been expanding rapidly, now reaching 420,000. If he waits another two weeks, it could grow by another 80,000, but he doesn't plan to wait any longer.

Because this very morning, all one hundred Faceless Ones he sent to the medium-sized plane had been killed in action.

Not one left.

The breath he had just taken in was pulled back up; this world was still too dangerous.

His gaze shifted to the very front of the army.

Four hundred and twenty Qingyang Grandmasters, two hundred and one Third-Rank Awakened who can fly, one hundred and thirty Ten Thousand Generals and Captains, five hundred Thousand Generals, and eight hundred and forty Qingyang Innates.

With such a mid-to-high-level lineup, even if he encountered a powerful demonic realm like the Blood Abyss Realm, he was confident he could defeat them head-on.

With such a foundation, he doesn't need to wait any longer.

The longer he waits, the greater the variables become; he needs to break through to the level of a high-ranking apostle as soon as possible.

Pulling himself back to his senses, he addressed the 420,000 Qingyang warriors below.

"I do not intend to pursue your past, but from this day forward, you are all soldiers under the command of the Beacon Fire Territory."

"Those who pledge allegiance to me will receive divine power, advancing to the Innate Realm and Grandmaster Realm with ease."

"But he has two minds..."

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"Kill them without mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the 420,000 people fell silent. After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in uproar.

"Heaven-sent power? Advancing to the Innate Realm and Grandmaster Realm is a piece of cake?"

"Are you kidding me? I've practiced for thirty years and haven't even touched the threshold of the Innate Realm..."

The person next to him immediately nudged him with their elbow: "Don't talk."

"But... but how can cultivation level be given away so easily?"

The commotion grew louder and louder. Some people questioned it, some didn't believe it, but some had already seen a fanatical flame ignited in their eyes.

Lin Feng took all of this into view.

He didn't explain, but simply raised his right hand, pointing his fingertips at the 420 martial artists in the first row.

"From this day forward, you are all masters of the Qingyang Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light suddenly intensified.

Four hundred and twenty golden threads, as fine as silkworm silk, shot out from Lin Feng's palm and precisely entered the center of each person's forehead.

Those people trembled violently at the same time, their auras surged in just a few breaths, their red-patterned white-based tight-fitting clothes moved without wind, and the golden sun emblem on their chests turned from red to gold, its brightness increasing several times over.

A powerful surge of azure energy erupted from their bodies, condensing into a visible azure pillar above their heads.

Just three breaths.

All four hundred and twenty people opened their eyes at the same time, and the aura that erupted from their bodies was that of a Grandmaster!

"Grandmaster...?"

"I broke through? I became a Grandmaster!"

"My God...it really worked!"

Around 420 people looked around, trembling, their eyes filled with unbelievable ecstasy.

The formation was completely destroyed.

"Grandmasters! They've all become grandmasters!"

"Four hundred and twenty grandmasters! Four hundred and twenty!"

"With just a word from the lord..."

Lin Feng didn't stop; his gaze shifted to the second row.

"Second row."

Eight hundred and forty people held their breath.

"From this day forward, you are all Qingyang Xiantian."

Another 840 golden lines shot out, this time the columns of energy were thinner, but also more dense.

The 840 people were also shaken, their auras rising steadily, but they stopped at the peak of the Innate Realm.

A young man who had just achieved the Innate Realm turned to look at the person next to him, his eyes reddening: "I...I did it? I really did it?"

The person next to him, who had also just been promoted to the Innate Realm, trembled as he said, "Don't ask me... I don't know if I'm dreaming."

"Pinch me."

"Pinch me."

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter, their eyes reddening as they laughed.

The commotion in the entire formation grew louder and louder. The warriors in the back row unconsciously took a step forward, then quickly stood back, but they could no longer suppress their breathing.

Some people stood on tiptoe to look ahead, some clenched their fists, and some began to straighten their backs unconsciously.

Lin Feng observed everything and slowly said, "I keep my word."

"Those who pledge their allegiance to me will receive divine power, as you have seen today."

"As long as you achieve great feats, the next Grandmaster, the next Innate Realm expert, could be you."

A low gasp rippled through the ranks.

Then, someone started it, and a newly promoted grandmaster in the first row suddenly knelt down on both knees, his right fist pressed against his chest.

His movements were like a lit fuse.

People around them knelt down, the second row knelt, the third row knelt, one row after another, like a golden wheat field blown down by the wind.

Four hundred and twenty grandmasters knelt, eight hundred and forty innate masters knelt, and hundreds of thousands of Qingyang martial artists followed suit.

Lin Feng hovered in mid-air, looking down at the kneeling Qingyang warriors below.

"Rise. From this day forward, you are the Qingyang Guards under my Beacon Fire Territory."

420,000 people stood up in unison, and then a roar like a tsunami surged into the sky.

"I am willing to die for my lord!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

"Alright, now follow me on the expedition and crush the Blood Demon Sect!"

The crowd shouted again.

"Crush the Blood Demon Sect!"

"Crush the Blood Demon Sect!"

"Crush the Blood Demon Sect!"

The roar was so powerful that the walls of Hangu Pass trembled slightly.

Zhao Hu, standing behind him, grinned and said, "The Qingyang Guard is a success."

Bai Yi followed half a step behind Lin Feng and unusually chimed in, "The lord first washed away their blood and evil spirits, rebuilt their foundations, and brought everyone up to level nineteen."

Now, they are being publicly bestowed with divine power, allowing them to witness firsthand how those around them ascend directly from the acquired to the innate and then to the grandmaster level.

This combination of kindness and severity is more effective than any lecture.

Jiang Yelan stood on the right, his dark hair fluttering in the wind, a few strands clinging to his cool cheeks.

Her gaze swept over the group of Qingyang warriors below who were still immersed in ecstasy, and she said calmly, "By combining kindness and severity, and with clear rewards and punishments, the lord has unleashed the fighting power of all 420,000 men."

However, loyalty is one thing, but this battle will truly test their mettle.

Jiang Zhaoyue leaned on her silver spear with one hand, glanced at her sideways, and laughed, "What, are you afraid they'll defect in the face of battle?"

There will always be those who are afraid of death.

Lin Feng didn't participate in their conversation, but simply instructed, "Bai Yi, Meng Yi."

The two men stepped forward simultaneously, their right fists pressed against their chests: "Your subordinate is here."

"You two will immediately lead the Fenghuo and Qingyang armies to a point five kilometers north of the gate; we will enter from there."

"Yes, sir!"

The two responded and flew downwards, their figures quickly disappearing from sight.

Lin Feng then turned to Jiang Zhaoyue and the others.

"Zhaoyue, Yelan, Director Zhou, you too, after you've assembled the three legions, head out with Meng Yi and the others."

"yes!"

The three responded in unison and each went to carry out their orders.

Lin Feng glanced at it, then turned and flew towards the second floor of the council hall.

After entering the second floor, he waited for half an hour, expecting the forward to have arrived at the destination, and then he summoned the territory core.

A dark golden orb of light emerged from the void, hovering in front of him and slowly rotating.

He opened the dimensional management interface and found the option to "launch a dimensional war".

A system notification appears:

【Confirm initiation of an interdimensional war? It cannot be initiated again for one hundred years after it begins.】

Lin Feng chose to confirm.

He thought to himself, he didn't know which war mode the opposing lord would choose, but no matter which one he chose, he couldn't escape the path of destruction.

The core of the territory began to react, and a fine ripple spread across the surface of the dark golden sphere, like a pebble being thrown into water.

Ripples spread outwards in concentric circles, and a deep tremor surged from the core.

A moment later, a system notification appeared:

【The opposing plane lord has selected war mode. Please select a location to build the portal.】

Lin Feng specified the location as five kilometers from the North Gate and clicked confirm.

The system notification reappeared:

【Portal under construction... estimated completion in three minutes.】

He was not teleported back to Beacon City because the body in front of him was originally an avatar.

Three minutes later, a muffled roar came from the direction of the North Gate, and a dark purple beam of light shot into the sky.

Lin Feng flew out of the window and headed straight for the teleportation portal.