northernbook Chapter 843
Chapter 843
"With so many of you, you couldn't even deal with a mere Li Heizi, and you were beaten so badly. You've completely disgraced Xuantian City!"
Before he finished speaking, he slammed the table beside him with such force that there was a loud bang, and the teacups on the table were shaken high up, splashing tea everywhere, forming a messy puddle on the ground, as if reflecting the terrible situation at the moment.
Seeing this, the generals were so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. Their bodies were trembling slightly like sieves, their hearts were filled with fear and guilt, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down their foreheads, but they did not dare to raise their hands to wipe them.
"Lord City Lord, Li Heizi's strength is simply too strong. His skills are strange and unpredictable. We are no match for him at all."
One general gritted his teeth and began to explain tremblingly, but his voice became softer and softer, until in the end it was almost as soft as the buzzing of a mosquito or fly, almost inaudible, as if he was afraid that saying one more word would bring more severe punishment.
"Hmph! Excuses! I don't care what methods he uses. As the generals of Xuantian City, you must find a way to deal with it. Otherwise, you will all be in trouble!"
Xuan Shangyun roared, the sound like rolling thunder, echoing in the hall, his eyes revealed immense anger and majesty, which made people afraid, and felt a chill running up their spine.
"Yes, Lord City Lord. We have reported this matter to the God Clan's higher-ups. I believe they will have a plan to deal with it."
Another general spoke cautiously, with a hint of pleading in his voice, hoping to calm the city lord's anger a little.
"I hope so. In the meantime, strengthen the city defenses. All soldiers, be at your utmost alert and do not slack off in the slightest. If you slack off again, expect to be punished!"
Xuan Shangyun ordered sternly, and every word seemed to carry unquestionable power, hitting the generals' hearts heavily.
The generals obeyed the order and left as if they had been pardoned. Their hurried departure revealed a sense of embarrassment and panic.
Only Xuan Shangyun was left pacing back and forth in the room, his brows furrowed, his hands behind his back, each step he took heavy and quick, his heart full of anxiety.
He knew very well that this defeat was not just a loss of a battle. It not only greatly damaged the reputation that Xuantian City had accumulated over a long period of time, but was also likely to trigger a series of turmoil and unrest within the God Clan.
If he fails to handle this matter properly, his position as the city lord will probably be in jeopardy and difficult to maintain.
Where the high-ranking members of the God Clan reside is a magnificent palace that exudes an endless sacred aura.
After learning the news about battlefield No. 10, all the elders and strong men rushed from all over and gathered together.
The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and depressing, everyone's faces were quite serious, and a heated discussion began.
"The appearance of Li Heizi is undoubtedly a huge threat to our God Clan. A mere early stage God King can actually defeat four God Kings without any chance of resistance. This level of strength is truly astonishing."
A white-haired elder spoke slowly. His face was weathered and his eyes were filled with deep worry. He shook his head slightly unconsciously while speaking, and his gray beard swayed gently, as if telling of the uneasiness in his heart at the moment.
"Indeed, we must quickly find a way to restrain him, and at the same time, we must strengthen our border defenses to prevent him from attacking again."
Another strong man immediately echoed this. He was a burly man with a strong aura. He spoke with a firm tone and a decisive look in his eyes. However, his slightly furrowed brow revealed his importance and concern for the matter.
"But if we, the border monks, invest too much, won't we be able to take care of the ancient battlefield?"
A middle-aged elder said with a frown. He looked quite calm, but his face was full of confusion at the moment. He folded his hands in front of his chest, as if weighing the pros and cons of the situation on both sides.
"No matter what, we can't just sit there and wait for death. The longer the Ancient Battlefield drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for them."
Another person spoke up, his words leaving no room for doubt.
After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. For a moment, a low murmur of agreement was heard in the hall.
"Besides, the Demon God Clan won't have any extra experts to attack our God Clan. By then, as long as the God King can enter this ancient battlefield, our God Clan will be the only one in power. We just need to kill their God King inside, and then the lower-level cultivators of the human race and the Demon God Clan will be weakened. By the time the God King can enter, what will they have to fight our God Clan?"
Someone further analyzed that when these words were spoken, everyone's eyes lit up and they felt that it made a lot of sense.
Everyone thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. If the ancient battlefield could accommodate the God-Emperor by that time, the God-Emperors of the human race and the demon race would probably not dare to set foot in it at all. Then the entire situation would be completely controlled by the Gods.
At this time, the old man in the lead slowly spoke.
This old man was none other than Star Shining Heavenly Lord, one of the three great Heavenly Lords of the God Clan. He sat at the highest position in the hall, wearing a gorgeous and solemn robe embroidered with mysterious patterns, faintly emitting brilliant starlight, as if the vast starry sky had been integrated into the robe.
His face was gaunt, yet he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry. His eyes were deep and wise, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice, though not loud, was like a huge bell, echoing in the hall with an unquestionable majesty, causing everyone present to hold their breath and listen attentively.
"In that case, just send a few of your men to hold them back. Just pretend to attack, and avoid a head-on confrontation with Li Heizi."
Xingyao Tianzun said lightly. Although his words were light, they seemed to have great power and he directly decided on a response plan.
"Yes, Lord Tianzun."
Everyone responded in unison, their voices were uniform and echoed in the hall, revealing their awe and obedience to this Heavenly Lord.
There are three Celestial Lords and one Saint Lord in the God Clan. On a daily basis, many affairs are presided over and managed by the Celestial Lords. The Saint Lord is the last trump card of the God Clan and the face of the entire God Clan. He will not easily interfere in specific matters.