The Last Sentinel

Perfect World, Martial Arts Academy.

The air was frozen solid, without a breath of wind.

The shadow of war loomed over everyone's heart.

This moment is strikingly similar to the eve of Zion's fall in The Matrix.

The entire Ming Empire mobilized, accompanied by three major natural disasters.

The loyalist elites of the Human Alliance have all gathered, their forces aimed directly at the academy.

Emperor Jiajing's political maneuvering was unparalleled in the power struggles within the cultivation world.

He set up a twelve-layered defensive array for the High Martial Arts Academy, according to the regulations of the Heavenly Court.

Layer upon layer, from bottom to top, like a ladder to heaven.

The Heavenly Court consists of the Nine Realms Heavenly Pivot, the Central Heavenly Realm, the Eastern Heavenly Hidden Realm, the Northeast Heavenly Transformation Realm, the Northern Heavenly Mysterious Realm, the Northwest Heavenly Netherworld Realm, the Western Heavenly Landscape Realm, the Southwestern Heavenly Yellow Realm, the Southern Heavenly Blazing Realm, and the Southeastern Heavenly Yang Realm.

Heavenly Court, Twelve Stars: Longevity Star, Great Fire Star, Xuanxiao Star...

Heavenly Court - Six Stars of the Southern Dipper!

Heavenly Court - The Big Dipper!

Heavenly Court - Twenty-Eight Stars!

The Twenty-Eight Constellations of the Heavenly Court!

Heavenly Court - Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends!

Heavenly Court - Nine Luminaries!

Heavenly Court - Seven Latitudes!

Heavenly Court - Four Symbols!

Heavenly Court - Four Emperors!

The Three Elders of Heaven!

Heavenly Court - Three Enclosures!

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Those who attain a Celestial position in the Heavenly Court can enjoy the destiny of the Ming Dynasty and are directly connected to the Nine Cauldrons of the Ming Dynasty in Jinling and Yangzhou. They can forcibly increase their strength by one major level for a short period of time!

The Heavenly Court's Nine Luminaries Defense Line: Nine high-ranking sword immortals from the nine sword cultivation academies and a student director stood at the center of the Cold Mountain Formation, gazing up at the layers upon layers of defensive formations arranged like celestial steps.

A dashing-looking young man with prematurely gray hair asked, "Do you think this battle was as intense as the Battle of Planet 1999?"

Seeing everyone silent, the young swordsman with prematurely gray hair turned his gaze to Qi Tian, ​​the academy's director: "Director Qi, what do you think of our performance this time?"

Qi Tian glanced at his fellow disciples around him and shook his head, saying, "It's hard to say! However, the imperial court truly values ​​sword cultivators, actually assigning them to the first line of ground warfare!"

"Isn't that normal?" The prematurely white-haired sword immortal lazily took stock: "Looking at the thirty-two departments of the Advanced Martial Arts Academy, not to mention those few minor departments, there are fewer than twenty truly outstanding major cultivation schools! Ranked from the lowest to the highest in terms of the prestige of their cultivation professions!"

"Isn't this normal?" The young white-haired sword immortal lazily counted on his fingers.

He spoke slowly but clearly: "Looking at the thirty-two departments of the Advanced Martial Arts Academy, not counting the few minor departments, there are fewer than twenty truly outstanding major cultivation schools! Ranked from the lowest to the highest in terms of the prestige of the cultivation professions!"

"The lowest level is physical cultivation, a brainless brute whose muscles replace brain cells, a brute who constantly displays dead muscles!"

"Array cultivators are useless for small matters and incapable of handling big ones. In short, they're trash."

"Weapon repairman, a brute who swings a sledgehammer, a piece of junk."

"Danxiu, exploding furnaces is a daily occurrence; you're just dangerous waste."

"Medicine Cultivator, a farmer who insists on cosplaying as a cultivator, a useless person who knows how to farm."

"Sound editing is like Huang Zhong unleashing his ultimate skill. No matter what happens, he dares to sit still and focus on making everyone look up to him, making him an invincible force to attract hatred."

"Fa Xiu, a Balala the Fairies cosplay enthusiast."

"Medical cultivation? Forget it, it's a haven for quacks."

"Sword cultivators are actually quite good, but unfortunately, with sword cultivators around, they become second best. It's truly a case of 'Why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?'"

"Gu cultivators, playing with insects."

"Beast Taming: Sucking sucking sucking."

"Fu Xiu, his family sells paper."

"Gunner: Straight Men's Club"

"Illusionist, no such person found."

At this point, the young, white-haired swordsman's tone suddenly became impassioned. He straightened his back, his eyes flashing with fervor: "Only we swordsmen: the sky is high, the sea is vast, we roam freely, a hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, a single sword chills fourteen provinces! If the sky is not clear, we will cleave the haze with our swords. Know that on the first day of a young man's cultivation, he is already the best in the world. All enemies are me, what can they do to me! Riding a horse, I roam freely, my sword flashing as it is drawn! I will not fail the green mountains and bright moon, nor the mortal world of Jianghu. This sword is enough to soothe the injustices of the world, this sword is enough to make the world and all those who have wronged me proud!"

The eight sword cultivators clenched their fists and shouted in agreement.

The voice resounded throughout the Cold Mountain Formation, causing the air to tremble: "Sword cultivators are mighty! Unifying the high martial arts world!"

Qi Tian looked at the group of junior brothers in front of him, his temples throbbing.

He had only one thought in his mind: Is it true that you can't become a sword cultivator without being a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)?

How come all the advanced sword cultivators at the Martial Arts Academy are terminally ill chuunibyou patients?!

They were simply living in such a good era.

Twenty years ago, every single one of these nine guys would have had to be admitted to a mental hospital!

Qi Tian suppressed the helplessness in his heart and was about to speak.

An indescribable feeling of unease suddenly welled up in my heart.

I can't explain it, I can't put it into words, I just feel a tightness all over my body.

It was as if some enormous crisis was approaching.

Qi Tian dared not be careless and immediately opened his personal system.

The system monitor showed that all the body's vital signs were normal.

There was no disorder whatsoever, yet the sense of unease remained undiminished.

The prematurely gray-haired swordsman noticed his unusual behavior and asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

Qi Tian shook his head, suppressing his unease: "It's nothing!"

Just then, the communicator suddenly rang.

The cold, detached tone of the broadcast broke the silence within the formation.

"Perfect Continent All-Server Broadcast: This station reports that the Seventh Speaker of the Human Alliance, Great Wall Watch, has heroically sacrificed himself in the decisive battle against the Seven Heavenly Prodigies of the Universe, Mo Lijie, at Mount Everest. The Human Alliance hereby declares a state of emergency and unlocks the highest level of authority for all Human Alliance-affiliated armed forces."

Upon hearing this, the nine sword cultivators exchanged glances.

His expression was complex, a mixture of sighs, confusion, and a hint of suppressed pleasure.

Most of those who come to the Perfect World are deeply disgusted by the saintly faction on the surface.

They all knew that behind the Holy Mother faction was the indulgence of the Human Alliance's higher-ups and the support of the Great Wall Watch.

But now, the Great Wall Watcher has actually died in battle.

For a moment, people were unsure whether to feel hatred or mourn.

What's even more disheartening is that the powerful extraterrestrial enemy, Mo Lijie, was able to kill the Great Wall Guardian.

The Perfect World is likely facing annihilation this time.

Before everyone could calm down, the communicator rang again.

A second voice came through, carrying a hint of excitement: "Perfect Continent broadcast to all: Mo Lijie suffered heavy damage in his final battle against the Origin Will at the West Lake Pavilion."

A look of joy instantly appeared on everyone's faces, and their tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Someone whispered a cheer: "The primal will is amazing!"

"As expected, the deepest secret is the origin!"

"The planet's very essence intervened, teaching Mo Lijie a lesson! Haha!"

Before the laughter subsided, the third voice from the communicator was like a bucket of cold water being poured over it.

His tone was urgent and filled with urgency: "Demon Ritual, locked in a confrontation with the primordial will, was unable to sacrifice himself. Therefore, he activated the magical artifact, the Gate of All Heavens, forcibly opening a portal to all the myriad worlds and summoning countless disciples from all the myriad worlds to descend upon this plane!"

"Currently, hundreds of sects from various realms have been discovered to have descended upon the far side of the moon, which is in grave danger."

"Belonging to the High Martial Arts Academy, hold your ground! We are the last hope of the Human Alliance!"

"Gentlemen, may martial virtue flourish, and may the Ming Dynasty stand with you!"

The broadcast completely faded away, and there was no sound left in the area.

The sword cultivators' expressions were solemn, their palms clenched tightly.

The great battle is truly about to begin, and it will be more dangerous than anticipated.

Just then, Qi Tian suddenly stood up.

His eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at the direction above him.

His tone was firm and left no room for argument: "I need to leave for a bit."

The prematurely white-haired swordsman was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

He said urgently, "No, Director, the enemy is about to descend in large numbers! If we leave now, who will control the sword formation's focal point? You must stay here and preside over the sword formation!"

Qi Tian looked at everyone, his tone calm yet resolute: "I am originally a technology cultivator, and I'm just here to make up the numbers for the Nine Luminaries Star Lord Sword Formation trial. My presence or absence won't affect your performance; in fact, without me, the sword formation performed by the nine of you is even more powerful!"

The surrounding sword cultivators all shook their heads, refusing to let them pass.

"Director, no, you can't leave!"

"Director, you're currently at version 2.0. Once you connect to the Nine Provinces Cauldron, you'll be version 3.0! A planetary-level cosmic warrior!"

"Director, what's the matter? Why don't we postpone it?"

Qi Tian looked at everyone, remained silent for a moment, and then uttered a sentence.

The voice was soft, yet carried a heavy weight: "My sister is still on the far side of the moon."

Everyone fell silent instantly, and no one dared to offer any further advice.

They all knew that Qi Tian's weakness was his sister.

Back then, in order to give his younger sister a better life, Qi Tian didn't hesitate to join the battle for the Perfect City, risking his life amidst a hail of bullets.

Now, the younger sister is on the moon, while the base on the far side of the moon has fallen.

I dare not think about what will happen to my sister.

Just then, a clear, cold voice came from above.

"You can leave now, I'll take over."

Everyone looked up and saw a graceful fairy appear above them.

Her pale white, narrow-sleeved outfit accentuated her slender and upright figure. Her clear, androgynous eyes possessed both the gentle delicacy of a woman and the free-spiritedness of a man. Carrying an ancient longsword on her back, she stood tall and graceful, her clothes fluttering in the wind. Her powerful swordsmanship contrasted sharply with her beautiful appearance, exuding an ethereal and aloof charm. She was both cold and unrestrained, embodying an unparalleled elegance that was both feminine and masculine.

With just one glance, all the sword cultivators present dared not raise their heads, just like quails.

Qi Tian smiled leisurely: "Meng Xingyao! You've finally come!"

"I only intervened because of your girlfriend, Miss Wu." Meng Xinghun gently twirled the ancient sword in her jade-like hand. "Also, my name is Meng Xinghun, not Meng Xinghun!"

Qi Tian clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Miss Meng, no, Young Hero Meng, thank you so much! I must go to the Moon's Back now! The sword formation here is counting on you!"

"Go!" Meng Xinghun landed, glancing at the numerous sword cultivators: "I knew it would be these blockheads..."

With a leap, Qi Tian vanished from sight.

The remaining nine peak sword cultivators were so berated by Meng Xinghun that they didn't dare to lift their heads.

After all, the entire academy knows Meng Xinghun's background.

He used to be a man, but then he met Sentinel, who uninstalled his QQ account, turning him into a woman. Later, he became best friends with Wu Xinxin. Now his gender is very awkward. He is Wu Xinxin's best friend, but anyone who dares to say he is a woman will be hunted down by him. He is a complete hypocrite with confused genders. Yet, this lunatic is unparalleled in the world when it comes to sword cultivation, and no one can match him or dare to provoke him.