Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 79: Shocking All Sides, Fame Spreads Throughout the World!

"The Immortal Dynasty Blue River, the Immortal Dynasty Azure Wind, the Immortal Dynasty Blue Cherry Blossom————"

The commotion in front of the Nirvana Monument spread rapidly from Wanxiang City to the entire ancient battlefield, like pebbles thrown into a lake.

This news is destined to keep countless people awake all night.

A city occupied by the Tianyuan Dynasty.

Inside a magnificent palace, the lights were on.

In the center of the hall, a young man stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the jade slip that had just been delivered to him. He was dressed in a white robe, on which was embroidered a golden sun, its light swirling as if it might burst forth from his clothes at any moment.

The man was tall and handsome, with a unique air of superiority over all others as he stood with his hands behind his back.

He is Qin Tian.

The leading figure of the Tianyuan Dynasty in this generation, the personally selected disciple of the Yuan Sect, and the man who has held the top spot on the Nirvana Stele for two whole months since the start of the Hundred Dynasties War.

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He had just emerged from an ancient ruin, where he had cultivated in the Dan River for a full month, his internal energy growing ever stronger. He had planned to recuperate for a few days before heading to Wanxiang City, but to his surprise, the first message he received was that he had been dethroned from the top spot on the jade slip.

"Blue River?"

He uttered the name softly, a slight smile playing on his lips, but his eyes held no anger, only a hint of amusement. "The people of the Immortal Dynasty—interesting."

The Tianyuan Dynasty cultivator beside him cautiously asked, "Boss, should we send someone to investigate this Lan He?"

Qin Tian waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "No need. Being squeezed out of first place means I'm not strong enough yet. Once I reach the Sixth Nirvana Realm, I will naturally take it back."

He looked up into the distance, his gaze profound: "The Great War of a Hundred Dynasties has only just begun."

Deep in the mountains somewhere.

The waterfall resembles an inverted Milky Way, its roar deafening.

A man sat cross-legged by the pool below the waterfall, carrying a black heavy sword almost as tall as himself on his back.

The sword was simple and unadorned, yet it exuded a chilling aura. Water mist swirled around him, condensing and refusing to dissipate, transforming into countless tiny water droplets that trembled gently with his breath.

He closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and the sword energy around his body circulated like a spring breeze and rain, yet it concealed a deadly intent.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

A clear shout broke the tranquility of the mountain forest. A young girl dressed in green skipped in, waving a jade slip in her hand, her face full of excitement.

Chen Nan, hailed as the number one swordsman among the younger generation of the Sword Dynasty, opened his eyes, his gaze calm as still water.

"What is it?"

"Senior Brother, look!"

The girl shoved the jade slip into his hand and chattered, "The number one spot on the Nirvana Stele has changed. Qin Tian from the Tianyuan Dynasty has been ousted, and I heard it's someone from the Immortal Dynasty."

Chen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly, took the jade slip, and probed it with his spiritual power.

A moment later, he withdrew his mental energy, his expression remaining calm.

"Immortal Dynasty—Blue River," he murmured, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The black greatsword behind him trembled slightly, emitting a deep sword hum.

The girl asked curiously, "Senior Brother, do you know him?"

Chen Nan shook his head, stood up, and looked in the direction of the cascading waterfall: "I don't know him. But—I hope he's worth drawing my sword for."

The Great Wilderness Dynasty's territory.

In a remote valley, the roar was deafening.

A burly man with bronze skin, shirtless, was punching a massive boulder ten zhang tall. With each punch, the boulder trembled violently, and cracks spread like a spider web.

He was Jishan.

The body-refining fanatic of the Great Wilderness Dynasty, the third strongest on the Heavenly Ranking. He has been cultivating in this valley for two whole months, oblivious to the outside world, all in order to break through the limits of his physical body in one fell swoop.

A similarly rugged and imposing cultivator from the Great Wilderness Dynasty rushed over and shouted from a distance, "My lord! Something has happened to the Nirvana Stele!"

"explain."

Ji Shan didn't even turn his head, and threw another punch, causing the boulder to explode and scatter fragments everywhere.

The cultivator swallowed hard and hurriedly said, "The number one spot on the Heavenly Ranking has changed! Qin Tian has been pushed down by a cultivator from the Immortal Dynasty named Lan He! Fourth place has also been taken by a cultivator from the Immortal Dynasty named Qing Feng! You've been pushed to fifth, and that Qing Feng is still ahead of you!"

Jishan stopped what he was doing, turned around, and sweat rolled down his bronze skin, which gleamed in the sunlight.

"Blue River? Azure Wind?" He frowned slightly. "Never heard of them."

He stretched his limbs, making a cracking sound, and grinned, "Good, training here is boring. Let's go to Vientiane City and see what kind of trash can snag the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking!"

An ancient battlefield, in the northwest region, in a super-heavy city.

In the center of the city, there also stands a Nirvana Monument.

At this moment, tensions were high in front of the monument, with two sides facing each other from a distance, and the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

The ownership of this city has been the subject of a dispute between the two sides for three whole days.

The leader of the group was a woman with a slender figure, wearing a light blue dress, and possessing a refined and elegant appearance. Behind her stood dozens of women, including talisman masters and cultivators, each with a powerful aura.

The Dynasty of Talismans, the Spirits of Talismans.

On the other side stood a square-faced man, quite robust in build, exuding an aura of unwavering composure. Behind him stood six figures, none other than the renowned Three Kings and Four Generals of the Great Qian Dynasty.

He himself was the leader of the three kings, Qian Jin.

Just as tensions were rising, a female cultivator from the Fu Dynasty rushed over and handed a jade slip to Fu Ling.

Fu Ling took it, probed it with her spiritual power, and her expression changed slightly.

Seeing this, Qian Jin frowned slightly: "What? Trying to stall for time?"

Fu Ling ignored him and instead looked up at the enormous Nirvana Stele.

Qian Jin followed her gaze and was also stunned.

On the Heavenly Ranking, the once familiar names had completely changed. First place: Lan He; second: Qin Tian; third: Chen Nan; fourth: Qing Feng; fifth: Ji Shan; sixth: Mo Leng; seventh: Lan Ying; eighth: Fu Ling; ninth: Qian Jin; tenth: Qin Yuanshan. Qian Jin's pupils contracted slightly. He remembered clearly that he had previously been fifth on the Heavenly Ranking, but now he was almost falling out of the top ten!

Fu Ling withdrew her gaze, looked at Qian Jin, and smiled slightly with a hint of schadenfreude: "Qian Jin, do you still want to continue fighting?"

Qian Jin's face was ashen. He stared at the Nirvana Stele for a long time before finally angrily flicking his sleeve: "Withdraw!"

The forces of the Great Qian Dynasty retreated like the tide.

Fu Ling watched their departing figures, then looked up at the two large characters "Blue River" on the Nirvana Stele, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

A female cultivator leaned closer and whispered, "Big Sister, what do we do next? We've taken this city, should we stay here, or—"

Fu Ling withdrew her gaze, a slight smile playing on her lips: "What's the point of staying here? A few more days won't make a difference in your cultivation."

She paused, then looked towards the direction of MixC in the distance, a hint of interest in her eyes: "Let's go, let's go to MixC and see what's going on."

The female cultivator was slightly taken aback: "Lively?"

Fu Ling chuckled and pointed to the Nirvana Stele: "The Immortal Dynasty has taken three spots on the Heavenly Ranking, more than the two spots held by the Tianyuan Dynasty. With such a commotion, can those top-ranked geniuses really sit still?"

She turned around, her robes fluttering, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation: "Qin Tian, ​​Chen Nan, Ji Shan—these people will definitely all be heading to Wanxiang City. With so many prodigies gathered together, how can there not be a spectacle?"

The female cultivators behind him exchanged glances, their eyes also revealing a hint of excitement.

"The boss is brilliant!"

Fu Ling waved her hand and said with a faint smile, "Let's go to Wanxiang City. Let's see what kind of person this Lan He really is."