"Damn it! Why not?"
Liu Ziming protested angrily. "We're legitimate Abyss Realm officers now! Sure, we can't compare to a monster like Brother Su, but we're definitely qualified to clean up the trash mobs! And with both Brother Su and Teacher there, how can we miss out?"
Xu Hao pondered for a mont, then looked at Feng Jue. "Old Feng, what do you think?"
Feng Jue was concise. "Apply to join the battle."
"Right! Apply!"
Liu Ziming imdiately agreed. "Let's submit a joint report upward! Say... say we're familiar with Advisor Su Zhan's combat style and can provide auxiliary support! At the very least, we can help maintain the outer periter and clean up any stragglers!"
With all three in agreent, they imdiately drafted a sincere and heartfelt application to join the battle, submitting it urgently through the military system.
This application was reported up the chain with astonishing speed, eventually landing before the Three Elders who were making final deploynts for the Heavenly Punishnt Operation.
Looking at the application jointly submitted by the three, the Three Elders revealed a aningful smile.
He said to the staff officer beside him, "It seems Advisor Su Zhan's appeal is even greater than we imagined. Even his forr classmates and friends are eager to fight alongside him.
Approve their application. Assign them to General Wang Mingyuan's direct assault team.
Inform them that their mission is not frontal assault, but to coordinate with the main force, clear the periphery, and be ready at any mont to provide support that Advisor Su Zhan might require."
The staff officer hesitated slightly. "Elder, they are still young after all, their strength..."
The Three Elders waved his hand, interrupting. "Strength can be honed, but this sharpness and their bond with Su Zhan are rare treasures.
Let them go. Under Wang Mingyuan's watch, nothing major will go wrong.
Moreover... this can also be seen as a gesture of goodwill from us toward Advisor Su Zhan."
The order was swiftly issued.
When Feng Jue and the other two received the notification that their application had been approved, they couldn't hide their excitent.
"Approved! It's really approved!"
Liu Ziming excitedly waved his fist.
"Excellent!"
Xu Hao also showed a smile.
A flash of fighting spirit passed through Feng Jue's eyes as he silently began checking his equipnt.
They knew this would be an extrely dangerous battle, but to stand side by side with their teacher and Su Zhan again, on the front lines of purging internal threats, they had no hesitation.
Soon, the three boarded a military transport plane heading for the Northern Border along with other selected elites.
Powerful auras rose from various places across Daxia, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, silently converging toward the designated assembly point in the northern Frozen Wasteland.
Northern Frozen Wasteland, core area.
This was an absolute forbidden zone for life.
Polar cold winds blew year-round.
As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless expanse of pale ice plains.
Ordinary people would struggle to survive here.
Yet now, on this dead silent ice plain, hundreds of powerful figures had gathered.
They were spread out, subtly forming an encirclent around a massive ice sheet that appeared completely normal.
The weakest among these people were at the Abyss Realm.
Among them, over thirty were Ocean Realm powerhouses.
Even more, there were Calamity-level auras surging like mountains and oceans, stirring the surrounding energy of heaven and earth.
The lineup could be called luxurious!
Wang Mingyuan stood among a group of military powerhouses, feeling the overwhelmingly powerful auras around him, his heart shaken with awe.
He saw many figures who existed only in legends.
Feng Jue and the other two stood beside Wang Mingyuan.
Looking around, a dense crowd of Awakened individuals ford a massive encirclent.
"My... my heavens..."
Liu Ziming's mouth hung open, his exhaled breath instantly freezing.
Xu Hao's throat felt dry.
He had participated in the brutal defense of Iron Wall Fortress, seen armies of thousands and Mist Creatures locked in battle, but that kind of chaotic battlefield was completely different from the destructive torrent ford by hundreds of top-tier powerhouses before his eyes.
Every single person here was a powerhouse capable of guarding a region on their own, yet now they were gathered here like ordinary soldiers.
Feng Jue scanned his surroundings, his eyes filled with awe.
"Don't just stand there, follow !"
Wang Mingyuan's low voice sounded in their ears, pulling the three back to reality.
Understandingly, he patted Liu Ziming's shoulder and said quietly, "Don't be intimidated. Rember why you're here. Keep your focus and follow ."
Led by Wang Mingyuan, they moved through the crowd and took up a position relatively forward in the encirclent.
From this position, they could clearly see the four figures at the very front who stood like immovable pillars.
They stood there as if they were the center of this heaven and earth, all auras and gazes subtly revolving around them as the axis.
At the very core were two people.
On the left, Mo Yuan wore a deep blue robe, his face ancient and simple, his eyes as profound as a ten-thousand-year-old cold pool.
He stood with his hands behind his back, with no powerful energy leaking from his body, yet he seed to rge with the endless ice plain beneath his feet, emanating a vast, imposing montum like a deep pool beneath a towering mountain.
On the right, Zhang Daoxuan wore a simple Taoist robe, his beard and hair fluttering slightly in the cold wind, his face lean.
These two were, aside from the mysterious Grand Elder in seclusion, the undisputed pinnacle of martial power in Daxia on the surface.
For them to stand at the core center was the iron law of strength supremacy.
No one would object, only submit wholeheartedly.
Standing beside Mo Yuan, half a step back, was none other than Su Zhan.
He still wore simple dark casual clothes, most of his face covered in fine scales hidden in shadow, only revealing a pair of cold Golden Vertical Pupils.
Beside Zhang Daoxuan, also half a step back, stood the Three Elders.
He had changed into a crisp military uniform. Though advanced in years, his back was straight, his face solemn before the decisive battle.
He represented the will of Daxia's Supre Council, was the nominal supre commander of this Heavenly Punishnt Operation, holding imnse power.
This positioning subtly reflected the relationships and statuses among them.
Mo Yuan and Zhang Daoxuan, with strength surpassing all present, were the immovable pillars of this battle, rightfully standing at the center.
The Three Elders held the greatest power, representing official authority, but his personal strength had not reached the Half-step Transcendent realm, so he stood beside Zhang Daoxuan.
This both showed respect for his official status and subtly indicated that before absolute power, authority must yield half a step.
As for Su Zhan standing beside Mo Yuan, the implications were even more profound.
First, this clearly declared that Su Zhan possessed the qualification to stand in this innermost circle.
Whether it was his terrifying strength, his unparalleled achievents in the war, or his cultivation talent that could be called unprecedented.
All were enough for him to ignore the gap in seniority and stand alongside these top-tier existences of Daxia.
The hundreds of powerhouses around looked at Su Zhan with only reverence and acknowledgnt, without the slightest doubt.
In their view, Su Zhan standing in that position was natural and right, the inevitable destination of strength and prestige.
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