Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1818 Chapter 476: Musical Rhythm Thirteen, Sixth Final Realm

The shocking revelation left the whole City Lord's Mansion in utter silence, as though a grave hush had descended upon it.

Once they regained their composure, all present stared with eyes wide in utter disbelief.

Jianlong Pass, serving as the initial fortress along the Eastern Domain's frontier, had truly fallen?!

A message from the Ancestor Dragon, inscribed with Dragon Blood—a clear sign of the invasion—had arrived, yet... how was this possible?!

"How could Jianlong Pass fall? No plea for aid has reached us, might it have been an ambush?"

This abrupt disaster from nowhere sent chills racing through everyone, filling them with profound unease.

In the heat of combat, situations shift rapidly and the unexpected strikes without mercy, yet this dire report proved overwhelmingly astonishing!

"Hurry, dispatch a team via the teleportation array to Jianlong Pass and verify the report!"

Long Potian, momentarily dazed, recovered swiftly and issued the command in haste.

The rest of the group also shook off their shock promptly, organizing investigators without delay.

It wasn't long before updates came back from Jianlong Pass; the dispatched scouting party returned with just a single survivor, who right away demanded the immediate lockdown of the teleportation array and the demolition of the link to Jianlong Pass!

The report raced back to the City Lord's Mansion, where Long Potian learned of the scout's account—a devastating panorama of ruin and slaughter, transforming the steadfast, battle-hardened Jianlong Pass, which had endured for eons, into mere wreckage!

The massive walls, soaring tens of thousands of meters tall, bore countless gaping wounds, presenting a horrifying spectacle.

Scattered across the terrain lay enormous imprints, the soil ripped open, while lingering rifts in the heavens above refused to mend, radiating annihilating force that barred any approach, resembling swirling abysses ready to swallow any being that ventured near.

Corpses and gore littered the landscape, including those from the Eastern Domain's clans alongside heaps of Ancient Demon remains.

Even more horrifying, the Divine Dragon Sculpture—the ultimate emblem of the Ancestor Dragon bloodline guarding Jianlong Pass—lay in pieces, its head crushed into the dirt, body mangled, and claws snapped off!

One should remember that this Divine Dragon Sculpture ranked as an Immortal Forbidden Emperor Artifact!

In particular, once infused with the Ancestor Dragon lineage's blood, it could summon might rivaling an Immortal Emperor!

But at present, the statue stood fractured, and the mighty Emperor Artifact itself lay shattered!

"This... what on earth transpired?"

Long Potian felt a deep shock, refusing to accept it, his very core quaking. Border skirmishes raged often, but nothing like this devastating strike had ever occurred in all those years!

As the primary bastion of the Eastern Domain, Jianlong Pass had fallen merely thrice before: first during the ancient clash at Broken Boundary Mountain, a distant feud among the All Heavens and Ten Thousand Clans.

The next breach came amid the Great Ancient Demon War, followed by an assault five millennia past.

And here it was, striking for the fourth occasion!

"Jianlong Pass holds a Great Emperor from the Candle Dragon Clan in command, backed by nine Quasi-Emperors on watch—how could such a thing...?"

Long Potian found himself bewildered; the fortress's collapse, without so much as a distress signal, revealed the assault's overwhelming ferocity!

As worry gripped them tightly, a mighty dragon's cry suddenly rent the heavens, surging from the emptiness with authority beyond natural laws, that roar dominating the cosmos and sweeping through the realms—a force originating from the Eastern Domain's Ancestor Dragon Court.

The cry shattered the barriers of space, reaching the City Lord's Mansion and coalescing into an Ancestor Dragon Order.

From the Ancestor Dragon Order came the directive of the Ancestor Dragon Court:

"Jianlong Pass has fallen, Candle Dragon Emperor critically wounded—pull back with four Quasi-Emperors and Jianlong Pass's troops to the hundred-city front, anchoring at Ancestral Dragon City, to battle the Ancient Demons relentlessly; every city must provide total support, clashing with unyielding fury!"

The Ancestor Dragon's murmur spread forth, leaving Long Potian and his companions frozen in place; this confirmed Jianlong Pass's loss and the scout's tidings as fact, with even the famed Candle Dragon Emperor bearing grave wounds—despite his status as an Immortal Emperor! In countless conflicts, he often stayed aloof from direct combat, but now he lay hurt badly enough to forsake Jianlong Pass for the backup defenses.

"Where's the intel from our infiltrator in the Ancient Demons? Why no warning whatsoever—such a abrupt offensive from the Ancient Demons surely involved a Great Emperor on their side too!"

Doubt clouded Long Potian's expression, his thoughts muddled yet certain the Ancestor Dragon Court's elders wouldn't remain passive; they had doubtless already rushed aid to Ancestral Dragon City.

This abrupt escalation in the frontier turmoil, yielding such heavy losses, hinted at some colossal event looming on the horizon!

"At once, mobilize the forces to warp to Ancestral Dragon City and bolster the defenses!"

Long Potian ordered without hesitation.

Qingxuan gave a solemn nod, his features etched with severity, beads of icy sweat trickling down his brow.

He relayed the directives at speed, though as he mustered the troops, certain individuals flashed in his thoughts, prompting him to specify their exclusion from the deployment.

In the end, reinforcements like this carried a sky-high risk of death; certain promising talents ought to stay safe in Dragon Gate City.

…

Beyond Jianlong Pass.

Within the void's shadowy depths, several silhouettes lingered, three among them rising imposingly like vast peaks, poised in quiet vigil; the presence they exuded turned the surrounding emptiness rigid, as though time and space stood cleaved apart, refusing to advance, trapped in an otherworldly stasis.

This marked their foothold in the Eternal Domain.

Apart from those three imposing forms, others of diverse builds flanked them, including one with an elegant bearing and icy, sharp gaze; though clad in the fearsome guise of an Ancient Demon, her eyes resembled clear autumn streams, luminous and enchanting, her chill stare laced with an undeniable charm.

"Xue Yao, on this return of yours, the Reincarnation Fragment's role stands as the paramount achievement!"

Abruptly, one of the colossal figures murmured, his tone carrying the weight of ages yet infused with warmth, evoking a strict but affectionate patriarch.