327: Chapter 327 The Fall of North America
Qiyuan just said that her imperial father left her with some matters to handle after his passing, and she needed to rush back to deal with them immediately, so she returned to the territory first.
The three of Shen Xingchen rushed back to Snowfield Dragon City.
As soon as they walked into the conference hall, they saw the twelve commanders sitting around the long table, discussing something.
Although Jiang Shuo did not participate in the discussion, judging by his furrowed brows, one could guess that something major had happened.
Seeing Shen Xingchen walk in, the commanders briefly stopped their discussion and looked toward the doorway.
Immediately, all the commanders were startled.
In the past, Shen Xingchen had always been labeled a genius, representing the future of China, but this time, the feeling he gave the commanders was different.
The future on Shen Xingchen seemed to have truly arrived.
Xiang Realm!
Regardless of which faction, the Xiang Realm was the most peak existence, yet Shen Xingchen had just passed his nineteenth birthday and was already standing at this position.
No one doubted that Shen Xingchen could reach this position, but the time it took him to reach it was simply too early.
Although the commanders knew Shen Xingchen's cultivation speed, their estimation for Shen Xingchen to promote to the Xiang Realm was still two years later.
About a month ago, this conference hall was still considering doing everything possible to fight for two years of time for Shen Xingchen so that he would have the opportunity to reach the Xiang Realm.
Seeing that everyone was not speaking, Shen Xingchen then asked, "What is wrong with everyone?"
Jiang Shuo also raised his head, glanced at Shen Xingchen, and revealed a satisfied expression: "Not bad, the advancement went very smoothly, and the foundation is extremely solid."
At this moment.
Chen Meier and Captain Song Changfeng also followed out from behind the door.
Their auras were also in the Xiang Realm.
Although their auras were far from as deep and thick as Shen Xingchen's, for 'ordinary' Xiang Realm cultivators, they were fully qualified.
This provided great comfort to the commanders' gloomy moods.
Although the strength of the demon race was growing increasingly powerful, China still had an endless stream of talents.
Chen Tianqu explained: "The demon race's battle lines are divided into three in total. They head south from the Arctic to attack Europe, China, and North America respectively. You all know this, right?"
Shen Xingchen let out a "Mn".
This was all knowledge within China's textbooks; as long as one didn't sleep in class, they should be able to understand it.
Shen Xingchen's fierce battles in Snowfield Dragon City these days, coupled with the news obtained from Youyue, allowed him to learn more inside information.
China's side was clear and distinct. Because there were many mountains in the northern border, the only pass that truly needed to be guarded was Snowfield Dragon City.
The European battlefield was much more tragic. They neither had sufficient geographical advantages as a barrier nor a single human possessing an authority; they were the side that had it the worst.
Over in North America, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed human held the "Nature" Authority with formidable combat strength, barely fighting to a standstill with the Demon King wielding the "Distortion" Authority. It was a layout similar to China.
Chen Tianqu said in a deep voice: "North America... has fallen!"
"What!?" Chen Meier and Captain Song Changfeng spoke simultaneously, their eyes full of shock.
Shen Xingchen also involuntarily frowned: "Didn't they control the 'Nature' Authority? How could they fall?"
Chen Tianqu explained: "The King-class old man in North America is named Cecil. He belongs to the same era as Senior Zhou Xinghe. Being able to live until now is already considered a miracle. The last time the demon race attacked North America, Cecil was worn to death alive..."
Shen Xingchen fell silent.
In fact, that battle before Senior Zhou Xinghe fell was also extremely perilous. If it weren't for the fact that he happened to help Jiang Shuo obtain the "Fate" Authority, China would also have entered a window period lacking a King-class.
That wasn't right either; there was also another possibility.
If Jiang Shuo had not succeeded, before his death, Senior Zhou Xinghe would not have handed the Time Authority to himself, but rather to Yu Juezhi. That way, they could at least continue to fight against the demon race for another hundred years.
Chen Tianqu sighed: "North America without a King-class can be imagined. Now half of North America has been occupied by the demon race, and total territory fall is only a matter of time."
Shen Xingchen suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked: "What about the authority? Whose hands is the 'Nature' Authority in right now?"
Chen Tianqu relaxed his brows slightly: "At the final moment, Cecil handed the 'Nature' Authority to a little girl. That might be their last hope."
Shen Xingchen asked: "Why not hand it to someone at the peak of the Xiang Realm? Perhaps he could also break through to the King-class like Mr. Jiang?"
Chen Tianqu's expression was peculiar: "You think anyone can have the combat strength of Senior Zhou? Over in North America, Cecil was always suppressed and beaten by the opposite Demon King; where would there be such an opportunity?"
Shen Xingchen was stunned blankly: "Is that so..."
Sometimes people would be trapped within their own inherent cognitions.
Until one day they suddenly wake up and realize that those things they took for granted were not so ordinary after all.
Looked at this way, Cecil must have spent a considerable price just to be able to hand the authority to his own people.
Chen Tianqu continued: "That little girl is no simple figure either; at merely twenty-five years old, she has reached the level of the Ninth-Rank peak, and is now hiding away to break through to the Xiang Realm. Right now, all of North America is saying she is the last dawn, a savior, and all that."
Shen Xingchen's eyes raised slightly, revealing a look of astonishment.
Among all the people he knew, the only ones whose cultivation speed could rival hers were probably Jiang Shuo and Yu Juezhi.
It seemed that although Cecil was at a disadvantage, he also had a certain room for choice, which was why he picked such a good seedling.
Another commander, Commander Ye Liufeng, said in a low voice: "Actually, the hardest part right now is that the balance of the Human-Demon War has been broken. The demon race will definitely dispatch more forces to inject into China's northern border, and subsequent battles will become increasingly difficult."
Jiang Shuo pressed his hand downward and looked up to say: "Marshal Yu and I have a contingency plan for this matter; you all don't need to be overly anxious. Shen Xingchen, your task remains to accelerate your cultivation. You've also seen it—what truly determines the victory or defeat of the battlefield has always been just the King-class."
Shen Xingchen nodded: "I know."
Jiang Shuo smiled with gratification: "Then what are your plans for next?"
Shen Xingchen thought about it: "I'm going to go to the demon race's side to kill a Demon General, and then look for an opportunity to break through to the King-class."
Jiang Shuo's smile froze: "You... did you not understand my words? What you need to do right now is accelerate your cultivation; what are you going to the demon race to take risks for?"
"Rest assured, acting this time with Youyue's cooperation, I have a ninety-nine percent certainty." Speaking to here, Shen Xingchen's gaze gradually turned icy, "Moreover, if I don't kill that Cangming, my heart will ultimately remain unsettled!"
Jiang Shuo remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a sigh: "Sigh... Fine then."
The reason these young people were able to advance triumphantly relied on that sharp vigor in their hearts. If Shen Xingchen were not allowed to break through this mental barrier, it might even affect his subsequent advancement.
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