Chapter 702 A Sea of ​​People

The second Asura of the Asura Realm was annihilated.Thunder suddenly rumbled high above the First Military Base.Crimson lightning rolled in the dark clouds, involuntarily stirring violent emotions within everyone.The blood lightning intensified, clashing drastically with the colorful rain; the two forces were irreconcilable, attacking each other in the heavens.All the Asuras on the ground wore expressions of astonishment.For this was a legendary celestial phenomenon of the Asura Realm—blood lightning, representing the wrath of their ancestors.But suddenly.A white light shot into the sky, sweeping across the cloud world in the blink of an eye, shattering the blood lightning, and calming the restless hearts of the people once more.On the silent rooftop.Yu Shan stared expressionlessly at the blank talisman paper before him, ready to write runes again at any moment.The Celestial Realm.The Nameless One's rage grew ever stronger.The Martial Victory Sect was dead.One of their direct subordinates was gone.But there was another: Wu Zhenjun.However, they couldn't contact Wu Zhenjun. Wu Shengzong, who had just been taken away for a private talk by the Asura Ancestor, also tried to contact them.But all attempts failed.There were no sorcerers in the Asura Realm.The one who made the move was Zhuge Tianming.So they unleashed blood lightning, intending to express the wrath of the Asura Realm's ancestors, but Yu Shan also intervened, shattering the opposing celestial phenomena.Above the chaotic heavens, heaven and man had clashed several times, but the people of the Asura Realm were unaware.The Nameless One, who had been waiting for an opportunity, was furious.No matter what Li An did, they could remain calm, but just now, the sphere of fortune representing the Asura Realm in their palms showed a negative change.The sphere was originally blood-red, signifying that the Asura Realm's fortune still belonged to the Nameless One, and the Asura Realm remained loyal to its ancestors from mythology.The customs of the Asura Realm all originated from religious beliefs and mythological legends.This realm lacks a clearly defined religious force, yet every member of the Asura race grows up listening to legends of their ancestral sages.These legends shaped their beliefs, creating a conservative faction.They firmly believe that their ancestral sages will guide the Asura realm's future.As long as this faith remains unshaken, the Nameless One doesn't even need to descend to the mortal realm to harvest fortune; simply displaying certain celestial phenomena is enough for the Asura race to perform blood sacrifices against the heavens according to their traditional beliefs.This has been the way of things since ancient times, until the tyrant of three thousand years intervened, severely weakening the Nameless One. The current Asura ruler, Wanhou Longxiang, seized the opportunity to rise to power, promoting reformism and subtly altering everyone's beliefs.Because of the severe damage, and because Wanhou Longxiang hadn't gone too far—only engaging in minor skirmishes and creating flawed Asura avatars—the Nameless One had never taken it seriously.Unexpectedly, all the conspiracies that the Nameless (Asura) One considered foolish are now beginning to reverse.Li An's divinity shook the faith of the Asura Realm.The resolution of the poisonous blood problem had the greatest impact on the Asura Realm in nearly ten thousand years.If Li An were a star, he would be a star that shines for ten thousand years, illuminating the entire Asura Realm.The premise was that Wan Hou Long Xiang first created the flaw.Create demand, solve demand.Use the heretical methods of the Heavenly Realm to fight the consciousness war of the Heavenly Realm.What is a heretical cult?"You are sick, but I have the cure."Only no one will know that I planted your disease.With a pull and a fall, faith wavered.The blood-red sphere of fortune began to fade.This was to uproot the Nameless One, and naturally they had to act.They originally planned to have the Imperial Advisor advise Wu Zhenjun or Wu Shengzong, but Zhuge Tianming obscured the celestial phenomena.Unable to contact them.Then the celestial wrath would descend.Yu Shan raised his hand, and the demons and monsters scattered.The colorful rain that had cleansed the wounds of the Asura Realm continued to fall.Things were gradually spiraling out of control, but there was little the Nameless Ones could do.They didn't even know what foolish thing Wu Zhenjun would do next.An ominous premonition rose in the Nameless Ones' hearts.Throughout the Heavenly Eye.As expected.Wu Zhenjun made the worst possible choice.This might render the Nameless Ones' last trump card in controlling the Asura Realm powerless, turning the Asura Realm into a completely unbridled wild horse.The Grand Preceptor said expressionlessly, "Use the backup plan."...The Asura Realm's First Military Base.In the air.Wu Zhenjun's eyes were somewhat blank.The colorful rain flowed into rivers, and in the distance, countless patients swam in the rivers.Behind Li An stood tens of thousands of Asura people.They stood on the edge of the battlefield, an endless expanse, like silent cavalry, heads held high, awaiting their general's command.Li An was that general.Under his leadership, they would surely win this great war.This was not an action by the Asura race against Li An, nor merely an internal struggle within the Asura race.This war was unlike any war the Asura race had fought in millions of years.It was a war between the new and the old, a war between man and heaven, a great battle that would determine the future of the Asura race.If they failed, everything would remain the same; the Asura realm would become nourishment for the Asura clan, the world would be engulfed in blood, and all living beings would be transformed into destiny, flowing into the body of the Asura King.If they succeeded, the future might be like the sky after rain, a dazzling rainbow.The warriors standing behind Li An were unaware of these things; they held only a simple belief, a belief whose power could transcend all evil in the human heart and all barriers between races.Whoever saved my life, gave me dignity, then my life and dignity belonged to that person.The Asura Lord doesn't care about me.Heaven doesn't care about me.If our ancestral sages truly exist, why don't they save us, who worship them and offer blood sacrifices to them year after year?For the glory of the Asura race, for victory, they gave everything, becoming crippled, and then what?Then they spent the rest of their lives in pain and resentment, crippled, unnoticed.Until today, He appeared!They didn't know the value of this war, nor did they need to.They only knew that they would defend His glory with everything they had.If the Asura race truly has a sage, he should be called Li An; if this world truly has a god who pities humanity, he must also be called Li An.Therefore, Wu Zhenjun's Dao heart collapsed.He believed himself to be one of the greatest among the Asura race, guided by his ancestors.We are nameless beings of the Heavenly Realm.We are noble beings of the Heavenly Realm; as long as we return to the embrace of the Heavenly Realm, we will eventually become the masters of the world under the leadership of our king, the greatest race in all the heavens and realms.Why don't they understand me?On the battlefield, the forces besieging Li An gradually weakened.Looking down, one would see an increasingly magnificent panorama.A god stood in the center, radiant with divinity, dismantling the attacks of thousands of enemies from all directions.But this battlefield occupied only a small portion of this panorama, perhaps only one-tenth; the remaining nine-tenths were densely packed tiny black dots.Millions, tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of Asuras surrounded the battlefield in concentric circles, layer upon layer, covering the mountains and plains.Li An had never fought back, not even once, but now, his enemies were surrounded by his own people.A sea of ​​people.