Eternal Immortal Clan: It All Started When I Married My Junior Sister!

Murong Zhuyun asked with some concern: ”That Xu Sen is a Body Integration Late Stage mighty figure, even stronger than Gu Qingfeng of the Tianyu Holy Land.”

”If they set their sights on our Tianxuan City...”

Although Chen Xu had already advanced to Body Integration, he was only in the Early Stage.

In the Cultivation World, a small Realm gap often meant an insurmountable chasm.

Let alone the difference between Early Stage and Late Stage.

”What if he’s Body Integration Late Stage?”

Chen Xu chuckled: ”This is the Northern Region, the wilderness. Even a powerful Dragon can’t suppress a local snake.”

”Moreover...”

He glanced at his palm, where a trace of the world’s Law lingered.

”The current me is just short of a few suitable test subjects to perfect the ecosystem of my world in the palm.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the main hall immediately became subtle.

Everyone looked at Chen Xu’s half-smiling expression and felt a chill run down their spines.

Treating a Body Integration Late Stage mighty figure as a ”test subject”? This was too insane!

But for some reason, looking at the man sitting firmly in the main seat, they couldn’t harbor any doubts.

Instead, they felt a faint sense of... anticipation?

”Issue the order.”

Chen Xu put away his smile, his voice becoming deep and powerful.

”First, effective immediately, Tianxuan City will lift its lockdown, open its gates wide, and welcome all Cultivators displaced by the war.”

”Regardless of their Sect, as long as they abide by the rules of our Chen family, they will all be accepted!”

”Second, the Sword Washing Pavilion, Overlord Blade Camp, and Myriad Beast Hall, the three major battle divisions, are to immediately mobilize and prepare for war.”

”Since the people from Central State want to play a game of staking out territory, then we’ll play along with them. With Tianxuan City as the center, including Zhenyuan City, all will become the Chen family’s territory!”

With Chen Xu’s command, Tianxuan City, as vast as a giant beast, suddenly awoke from its slumber.

There was not much clamor or panic. Over the past thirty years, the Chen family had established itself in the perilous wilderness, developing an almost instinctive state of combat readiness.

Although the lockdown was lifted and the city gates were opened wide, this did not lead to Chaos within the city.

Instead, the influx of outside Cultivators brought a different kind of vitality and restlessness.

Loose outside, tight inside—this was the strategy formulated by Chen Daoxuan.

On the surface, Tianxuan City was still peaceful and prosperous, with shops open as usual, even busier than before.

But secretly, the three major halls responsible for combat—the Sword Washing Pavilion, the Overlord Blade Camp, and the Myriad Beast Hall—had silently completed their mobilization.

“Father, everything is ready.”

In the plaza outside the City Lord’s Mansion, over a dozen massive black flying boats hovered in mid-air.

These flying boats were entirely crafted from ten-thousand-year-old Black Iron Wood, and their hulls were covered in complex defensive and acceleration array patterns.

Each one could accommodate thousands of people.

Chen Daoxuan stood beside Chen Xu, his expression solemn: “For this expedition, five hundred thousand elite troops will remain at home with the Overlord Blade Camp, and the City Protection Grand Array will be activated at full power.”

“Besides Pavilion Master Lan, Little Hei, and Mysterious Water, the accompanying personnel include one thousand Sword Cultivators from the Sword Washing Pavilion and three thousand Beast Masters from the Myriad Beast Hall.”

Chen Xu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the ready-to-depart faces below.

“No need for further words. Depart.”

Chen Xu’s figure flickered, and he instantly appeared on the largest flagship leading the fleet.

Following his command, the flying boats emitted a low roar, and the surrounding space slightly twisted.

Immediately after, the massive hulls transformed into streaks of light, instantly tearing through the clouds and speeding toward the south.

The target of this journey was Zhenyuan City.

On the deck of the flying boat, the fierce wind howled but was isolated by a layer of transparent Spiritual Qi Barrier.

Lan Shuyao stood at the bow, holding her longsword, her robes fluttering.

Watching the mountains and rivers rapidly flashing past below, a complex look crossed her eyes.

“Zhenyuan City... the largest stronghold established by Tianyu Holy Land on the edge of Beiming.”