Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Buzz—!"

The dark blue spatial tunnel rippled, and Yang Xian and Liang Gaoyi entered the secret realm.

Only four men with powerful auras remained, standing in the chaotic camp.

"Speaking of which..." Du Gu turned to the three people beside him, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Hong spoke first: "My father has woken up. He instructed me to go out of the city and find a young man named Liang Gaoyi."

"The five eighth-realm demons in the city are temporarily being held back by the two Martial Saints," Shen Qingtong continued. "Martial Saint Xu sent me a telepathic message, ordering me to meet up with you and to follow all your arrangements during this time."

Principal Huang: (⊙⊙)

What's going on?

Why can't I understand a single word they're saying?

Isn't Yang Xian, whom he favors the most, the key figure in this operation?

Why is everyone's focus on Liang Gaoyi, that kid with F-level talent?

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Principal Huang walked up to Du Gu in a few steps, pointed at himself, and asked, "What are you two talking about? Are you hiding something from me?"

The reason he followed Du Gu out was simply because he wanted to find Yang Xian.

As for the rest, he knew nothing.

"Old Du, explain yourself! What happened to the Martial God you told me about? Where is he now?"

"Furthermore, why did you choose to leave South Sea City alone with your students when it was at its most critical moment?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Huang Meng's series of questions also voiced the doubts in Jiang Hong and Shen Qing's hearts.

Their gazes instinctively fell on Du Gu.

They came here on orders from above, but they were equally clueless about the specific details.

Du Gu sighed deeply, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

"well--!"

"This matter was originally a top-secret item in China. However, now that things have come to this, it seems it can no longer be kept secret."

"Then I'll explain it to you right here..."

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In the secret realm.

The sounds of shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and the roars of monsters were incessant.

"Captain Gao! We can't hold on much longer!"

A soldier covered in blood roared, "A breach has just been torn in the western defense line! Old Wang and the others... they all sacrificed themselves to plug the gap!"

Gao Nianwen felt extremely distressed as he looked around at the few dozen or so comrades who remained.

Everyone was covered in wounds and their vital energy was depleted.

"Hold on!" Gao Nianwen roared with all his might, trying to boost morale. "The higher-ups in Nanhai City will be sending reinforcements to us soon!"

"yes!"

The crowd roared in unison, their voices carrying a sense of tragic grandeur.

They had no choice but to believe, and that was all they had left to do.

The higher-ups haven't contacted them for several days. Anyone with a brain knows that the situation outside is probably even worse than it is here.

After several days of bloody fighting, it's a miracle that they've managed to hold on this long.

Among them, besides the fearless military warriors stationed here, there are also indigenous monsters cooperating with the South China Sea.

Under the threat of monsters, they stood on the same side as humans.

But as the highest commander here, Gao Nianwen is under the greatest pressure.

If it weren't for Yang Xian giving him a rare and precious herb before leaving, allowing him to be reborn and break through to the late stage of the fourth realm, his strength would have been greatly enhanced.

It's likely that this secret realm had already been completely overrun a day ago.

"Pfft!" Gao Nianwen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and qi, and his consciousness began to blur.

Brother Yang, I'm so useless!

I, Gao Nianwen, can only repay your kindness in the next life!

He looked at the monster before him, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Brothers!"

"For China! For Nanhai City!"

"Kill them all! Fight to the last man!"

The surviving warriors let out their final roar, gripped their weapons, and prepared to perish together with the monster.

Just then, a thunderous sound suddenly exploded in the sky above the battlefield.

"Boom!"

A dazzling blade of light, imbued with lightning, descended from the sky, instantly slicing across the entire battlefield.

Wherever it passed, more than a dozen monsters were instantly turned to ashes.

Gao Nianwen stared blankly at the miraculous scene before him, his hand holding the knife trembling slightly.

Two figures slowly emerged from the passage plowed open by the blade's edge.

He recognized one of the figures very well.

"Brother Yang..."

The straight knife in Gao Nianwen's hand clattered to the ground, and his body, which had been stretched to its limit, could no longer support him, causing him to fall backward helplessly.

"Brother Gao." Yang Xian rushed forward and caught his swaying body in time.

Gao Nianwen stared at the face so close to his own, a blood-stained grin spreading across his face: "We held on, cough...we...!"

"Get some rest," Yang Xian said softly. "Your mission is complete. No more monsters will be coming in now."

At this moment, Liang Gaoyi stepped out from behind Yang Xian, holding a token high in his hand.

The Martial Saint's Decree of the South China Sea!

All the soldiers who were still conscious were stunned by these five words.

Martial Saint's Decree?

They had only heard of it in military regulations: anyone who sees this order, regardless of rank, must unconditionally obey any arrangement made by the person holding the order.

This was the first time they had ever seen such a legendary item in person, and they never expected it to be in the hands of someone even younger than them.

But everyone knew that the significance of this token was absolutely extraordinary.

"Someone come here..." Liang Gaoyi took two more steps closer and commanded in a deep voice, "Take us to the 'Resource Vault'!"

The resource repository is where cultivation resources are stored.

Shock as it may be, military orders are absolute.

A soldier struggled to his feet, clutching his wound, and said, "Please come with me, both of you."

After traversing a battlefield littered with corpses, the three arrived at a heavy stone door.

The soldier opened the stone door, saluted, and quietly withdrew.

Looking at the scene behind the stone gate, Yang Xian's doubts reached their peak.

Can we really summon the God of War here?

"Senior, I'll keep watch outside for you, so I won't bother you any longer." Yang Xian waved his hand and stood outside the door.

What happens next may involve the senior's personal secrets, and it is inconvenient for me to be present.

"No," Liang Gaoyi shook his head. "Come in with me."

Yang Xian hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

He followed behind Liang Gaoyi, and at the same time asked the question that had been lingering in his mind.

"Senior, where exactly is our nation's martial god?"

"What else do we need to do to see the God of War?"

Upon hearing these questions, Liang Gaoyi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked intently at Yang Xian.

"Junior Yang, I know you're confused right now, but it's time to explain things to you."

"Actually, the current state of China..."

"There is no such thing as a God of War!"