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After entering the city, Mu Lin led the group through several streets.

Lan He's gaze swept across the surroundings, taking in the ancient city. On both sides of the street, most of the buildings were made of huge stones. Although they lacked the exquisite carvings and paintings, they exuded a calm and solid aura.

The passage of time has left mottled marks on these stone walls, but it has not shaken them in the slightest.

Mu Lin walked ahead, leading the way while speaking to the person in charge:

"Brother Lan, do you know the origin of this Rock City?"

Lan He withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

Mu Lin smiled and continued, "According to the records collected by my Lonely Moon Dynasty, this Rock City was probably one of the outposts of a certain force in ancient times. These stone buildings were reinforced using special methods, and ordinary attacks cannot damage them in the slightest. I tried it; even with a full-force attack from a Third Yuan Nirvana Realm expert, I could only leave a shallow mark on the wall."

Upon hearing this, Lan He glanced at the stone walls a few more times and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Qingfeng suddenly spoke up and asked, "When did you arrive in Yan City? Have you encountered any demon tides recently?"

Mu Lin paused for a moment, then turned to look at Qing Feng.

In his perception, the young man, dressed in a moon-white robe and carrying a long sword, faintly exuded the aura of a Fourth-Level Nirvana Realm cultivator. The imposing woman beside him also possessed a formidable presence, being a Fourth-Level Nirvana Realm cultivator as well.

A hint of surprise flashed across Mu Lin's eyes, and he sighed inwardly.

As expected of the Immortal Dynasty, one of the ten super dynasties. Not only was the leader, Lan He, far superior to him in cultivation, but the two people beside him were also one step ahead of him.

This profound knowledge and experience is truly admirable.

He withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming even more polite, and replied with a smile, "We arrived about two weeks ago, and we were quite lucky to avoid the demon tide. However, you never know. Those demonic beasts lie dormant underground during the day, and then swarm out in droves at night. There are still few people in the city now, so it's safe for the time being, but sooner or later when there are more people, it will attract their attention."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng nodded and asked no further questions.

Mu Lin said no more and continued to lead the way.

A moment later, the group arrived at a rather large complex of courtyards. Mu Lin pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped aside to let them pass.

"Brother Lan, this is the accommodation prepared for everyone from the Immortal Dynasty. Several courtyards nearby are also empty; if it's not enough, we can add more at any time."

Lan He glanced around; the courtyard, while not luxurious, was spacious and clean, easily accommodating a hundred people. He nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Mu."

"Brother Lan, you're too kind."

Mu Lin smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb your rest any longer. If you need anything, just send someone to my residence in the center of the city to find me."

Lan He nodded, and Mu Lin then bowed and took his leave.

After he left, Lan He turned to look at the nearly one hundred geniuses of the Immortal Dynasty behind him and said loudly:

"Let's stay here for now. We're currently on the outermost edge of the Hundred Dynasties Battlefield. It will be another six months before the real Hundred Dynasties War begins and we head to Hundred Dynasties Mountain to fight."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and continued:

"For the next six months, everyone is free to move around as they please. You can stay in the city to cultivate or go out to explore for opportunities; it's entirely up to you. But there's one thing..."

His voice deepened, carrying an undeniable authority:

"Safety first, wherever you go. In case of any emergency, communicate immediately. I don't want to see anyone die needlessly on this battlefield."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed with surprise.

They thought that since the patriarch had ordered Lan He to lead the team, he would take the opportunity to establish his authority, keep everyone firmly under his control, and order them around. But to their surprise, this young master of the War King's Mansion was so magnanimous, simply letting them move freely.

Ma Lin was the first to step forward, cupping his fists and saying, "Brother Lan is so kind. Then my Ma family will take our leave. If you need anything, just send a message."

The Ma family is one of the five great families of the Immortal Dynasty, renowned for its body refinement. Ma Lin is tall and strong, a cultivator at the Third Nirvana Realm, and is the most composed among the three besides Lan He.

Mu Se smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "The Mu family will also take our leave. Take care, Young Master Lan."

The Mu family, one of the five great families, is skilled in movement techniques and speed. Mu Se is tall and slender with sharp eyes and shrewd features; her cultivation level is also at the Three-Element Nirvana Realm.

Chen Dao nodded without saying anything more, and followed closely behind with the Chen family members. This person was also at the Three Realms Nirvana stage.

The three of them left with their respective tribesmen without the slightest hesitation.

The Great War of the Hundred Dynasties offered countless opportunities, and they naturally did not want to be subordinate to others. Following Lan He was certainly safe, but the real great opportunities often required them to forge and fight for them themselves.

Moreover, they are all leading figures in their respective families, so who would be willing to be subservient to others forever?

The members of the three major families left one after another, and the courtyard was soon mostly empty, leaving only about thirty people from the Lan and Qing families.

Lan Ying watched the departing figures of those people, frowned slightly, walked to Lan He's side, and asked in a low voice:

"You're just going to let them go like that? The ancestor said that your opinion matters. If you want them to stay, who would dare disobey?"

Lan He remained calm and casually said, "Let them go."

Lan Ying asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Lan He glanced at her, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something trivial:

"With my current strength, I can roam freely on this battlefield of a hundred dynasties. Bringing too many people would only be a burden."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"If anyone wants to leave, let them leave. This is a good opportunity to weed out the idiots."

"We'll only bring the Lan and Qing families; fewer people will make things quieter and save us a lot of trouble."

Lan Ying was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant and couldn't help but laugh:

"You little rascal, you've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve."

Qingfeng listened quietly to the side, saying nothing, but nodding slightly in agreement.

The Qing and Lan families have been linked by marriage for generations and have always been closely connected. Moreover, while others may not understand what it means to have achieved minor mastery of the Immortal Sword Technique, he, as a sword cultivator, knows it all too well.

The scene of a hundred longswords appearing simultaneously is still etched in his mind. Mastering a hundred swords at a minor level—among the younger generation of the entire Immortal Dynasty, no one can surpass him.

If there is anyone in the Immortal Dynasty who respects Lan He the most, it is none other than him.

……

Just as Lanhe and his companions settled down in Yancheng.

Ancient battlefield, northwest region.

A spatial rift quietly tore open, and five figures emerged from it, landing steadily on a desolate hill.

Leading the group was a handsome young man dressed in a blue robe, with a calm and composed demeanor. He was none other than Mo Ling, the third prince of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Behind him, a young man dressed in gray, carrying an ancient halberd, was looking up at this unfamiliar world with a mixture of curiosity and wariness in his eyes. It was Lin Dong.

Further on, Man Shan, Du Yun, and Lin Langtian, dressed in white robes and exuding a sharp aura, each stood still, surveying this legendary ancient battlefield.

"Is this the battlefield of the Hundred Dynasties?"

Lin Dong took a deep breath, feeling the rich spiritual energy in the air, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Indeed, it lives up to its reputation."

Mo Ling nodded, his expression solemn as he swept his gaze across the crowd, and said in a deep voice:

"Be careful. Our Great Yan Dynasty is just a low-level dynasty, nothing here. A slight mistake could mean being reduced to ashes."

He paused, then continued:

"On this battlefield, only those who reach the Nirvana Realm can be considered true powerhouses and have the right to survive. I hope we can unite and not harbor our own thoughts. Only in this way will our chances of surviving be greater."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed.

Lin Dong and Lin Langtian exchanged a glance. Their eyes met, but neither spoke; they simply snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

Although they had old grudges, they knew that now was not the time to settle scores.

Man Shan grinned, patted his chest, and said in a deep voice, "Prince Mo is right. We, from the Great Yan Dynasty, should stick together. I, Man Shan, may not have any other skills, but I can still lend a hand."

Du Yun's expression was cold as he swept his gaze across everyone's faces before saying indifferently, "I have no objection."

Seeing this, Mo Ling felt somewhat relieved and said no more, only speaking in a deep voice:

"It's settled then. Let's go find a place to stay."

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