"System sign in 2 consecutive times."
"Congratulations host you have Obtained
Barracks Upgrade Stone Myth Level
Cultivation Improvement Card x1 ."
The golden light above the northern horizon slowly faded.
The board was visible now.
Feng Hao withdrew his senses from the Thunderclap Temple and turned back toward the heart of the Nine God Dynasty. His aura settled—vast, restrained, immeasurable. The capital moved beneath him like a living organism, formations humming in perfect rhythm.
"Boy Hao'er," a voice sounded lazily from behind.
A Supreme Elder leaned against a dragon-carved pillar, arms crossed, eyes half-lidded.
"You've been staring at the sky long enough. What's next? Don't tell me you're planning another war already."
Feng Hao smiled faintly.
"No war."
Another elder snorted.
"Then you're bored."
"Productive," Feng Hao corrected, already turning. "I'm upgrading the barracks."
That got their attention.
The elders straightened—not formally, never formally—but with interest.
"Oh?" a High-Level Elder raised a brow. "You skipped a few stages, didn't you, little Feng?"
"Yes," Feng Hao replied calmly. "Four of them."
Tao Pagoda.
Nascent Soul.
Sky Devastating.
Lord Realm.
He had crossed all of them in war.
The Divine Barracks stood at the center of the military district, vast beyond reason—mountain-sized gates, formation arrays layered like stars, its foundations rooted directly into the dynasty's fate vein.
Feng Hao stepped onto the command platform.
"Upgrade," he said.
The system responded instantly.
[Divine Barracks — Upgrade Initiated]
Current Level: 6
Requirements Detected: PASSED
At the same moment—
The Elder Hall reacted.
Its ancient foundations surged, golden scripts rewriting themselves.
[Elder Hall — Forced Evolution Detected]
Original Level: 3
New Level: 8
The elders felt it instantly.
Their expressions changed—not shock, but recognition.
"Ah…" a Supreme Elder murmured.
"So that's how it feels."
The elders whistled softly.
"Ridiculous," one muttered.
"Little Hao," another chuckled, "this thing's starting to look more divine than us."
Feng Hao didn't respond.
He raised his hand again.
"I still have one upgrade remaining."
The elders paused.
"…You do?"
"…Wait."
Feng Hao activated the item.
[Barracks Upgrade Token — Activated]
Effect: +1 Forced Upgrade (No Prerequisites Required)
The heavens did not interfere.
They acknowledged.
The barracks roared.
Divine Barracks — Level 11
Reality warped.
The barracks' silhouette expanded beyond physical size, its internal space unfolding like a minor world.
At the same moment—
The Elder Hall reacted.
Its ancient foundations surged, golden scripts rewriting themselves.
[Elder Hall — Forced Evolution Detected]
Original Level: 3
New Level: 8
The elders felt it instantly.
Their expressions changed—not shock, but recognition.
"Ah…" a Supreme Elder murmured.
"So that's how it feels."
New Elder Hall Unlocks
Three new core elder types manifested as golden silhouettes within the hall:
• Core Elders — Lords of internal law and dynasty governance
• Sequence Elders — Executors of command, punishment, and conquest
• Ancient Elders — Slumbering pillars tied directly to national fate
The hall became silent for a breath.
Then someone laughed.
"Boy Hao'er," an elder said warmly, "you've officially made us obsolete."
"You're irreplaceable," Feng Hao replied calmly. "But now—you're no longer alone."
New Barracks Unit Unlocks (Level 11)
Golden panels unfolded one after another:
Dragon Guard Commander
• Heavenly-grade command unit
• Absolute authority over Dragon Guards
Mid-Level Heavenly King
• Lord-tier ruler-class combatant
• Capable of governing regions independently
Elite Divine Soldiers
• Heavenly refinement
• elites among Elites.
1-Star Heavenly General
• Battlefield dominator
• Natural law suppression
Two 1-Star Heavenly Marshals
• Strategic anchors
• Capable of suppressing Spirit-Level forces
The capital fell into a deep, reverent stillness.
Not awe.
Not fear.
Assurance.
The Nine God Dynasty no longer relied on potential.
It had infrastructure.
Feng Hao lowered his hand.
"Begin recruitment cycles," he said calmly.
"Staggered. Stable. No waste."
The barracks acknowledged.
Across the dynasty, fate veins brightened.
The elders exchanged glances—smiling, amused, proud.
"Little Feng," one said softly, "you're building something that won't end in your lifetime."
Feng Hao looked toward the horizon, golden eyes steady.
"That's the point."
Far away—
Thunderclap Temple remained unaware.
And for the first time in countless ages—
The balance of the northern heavens had already tipped.
[Divine Barracks — Level 11 Achieved]
Total Recruitment Capacity: 250× Original
Divine Soldiers
500,000 × 250 = 125,000,000
Divine Cavalry
60,000 × 250 = 15,000,000
Divine Captains
25,000 × 250 = 6,250,000
Divine Commanders
5,000 × 250 = 1,250,000
Divine Generals
500 × 250 = 125,000
Divine Marshals
80 × 250 = 20,000
Imperial Guard
Dragon Guards
30 × 250 = 7,500
Elder Hall units.
Low-Level Elders
750 × 250 = 187,500
Mid-Level Elders
400 × 250 = 100,000
High-Level Elders
60 × 250 = 15,000
Supreme Elders
18 × 250 = 4,500
Low-level Heavenly King 30 x 250 = 7500
Elder Hall — NEW UNITS (Daily Output)
🔹 Core Elders
500 / day
(Direct backbone administrators & combat elders)
🔹 Sequence Elders
50 / day
(Law enforcers, formation anchors, execution authorities)
🔹 Ancient Elders
10 / day
(Old-monster tier, sleeping deterrence forces)
Barracks — NEW UNITS
🔹 Dragon Guard Commanders
200 total
(Each commands Dragon Guard legions, battlefield authority unit)
Mid-Level Heavenly Kings
750 / day
(Regional suppressors, one can dominate entire Regions)
Elite Divine Soldiers
12,500,000 / day
1-Star Heavenly Generals
2,500 total
1-Star Heavenly Marshals
500 / day.
The final system notifications faded.
Silence followed.
Then—
The Divine Mountain Barracks stirred.
Not with noise, but with scale.
What once resembled a colossal military complex now unfolded like a minor world embedded into reality. Space inside the barracks stretched, folded, layered—training fields the size of continents, command towers piercing cloud seas, recruitment altars aligned along fate veins thicker than mountain ranges.
The Divine Mountain had become what its name implied.
A mountain that birthed armies.
Feng Hao stood at the highest summoning platform, hands behind his back, robes unmoving despite the roaring qi currents beneath his feet.
"Begin," he said calmly.
The command did not echo.
It manifested.
First Wave — The Old Foundation Awakens
Golden formation rings ignited across the barracks floor.
From them—
A golden sea descended.
Divine Soldiers
125,000,000
They did not march.
They locked into existence.
Armor sealed as one. Halberds aligned. Breaths synchronized. Their presence alone bent the ambient qi into disciplined currents.
Their cultivation stabilized instantly.
They were no longer troops.
They were terrain.
Behind them—
Divine Cavalry
15,000,000
War-beasts manifested with thunderous force, hooves striking down and cracking formation stone reinforced by Lord-level materials. Each cavalry unit formed legions instinctively, command chains snapping into place without instruction.
Divine Captains
6,250,000
Eyes sharp. Minds calm. Already issuing silent commands, reinforcing formations that hadn't yet been tested.
Divine Commanders
1,250,000
Their auras layered over the battlefield like invisible nets. The barracks' internal space stabilized further, responding to their authority.
A Supreme Elder exhaled slowly.
"…This many commanders could govern entire regions alone."
"No," another corrected softly.
"They could replace them."
Second Wave — Authority Takes Shape
The air thickened.
Heavier.
Divine Generals
125,000
Each one stepped out as a walking domain.
Territorial authority crystallized around them, compressing space, asserting command. Entire regions could be suppressed by a single gesture.
Then—
The sky inside the barracks went quiet.
Divine Marshals
20,000
Their appearance caused formations to auto-align across thousands of kilometers. Laws bent slightly—not broken, but acknowledged.
Feng Hao's gaze remained steady.
"Continue."
Imperial Guard — The Dragon Shadow
Golden dragon roars echoed—not loud, but ancient.
Dragon Guards
7,500
They knelt as one.
Their presence drew a thin line of fate directly to Feng Hao himself. If the dynasty fell, they would fall with it.
And then—
A heavier step.
Dragon Guard Commanders
200
Each one carried battlefield authority equal to entire legions. Their eyes swept across the assembled forces, already assigning hierarchies without speaking.
One Commander knelt, fist to chest.
"Awaiting conquest orders."
Elder Hall — The Pillars Descend
The Elder Hall gates opened.
Golden silhouettes solidified into reality.
Low-Level Elders
187,500
Mid-Level Elders
100,000
High-Level Elders
15,000
They did not bow.
They nodded.
And then—
The pressure shifted.
Supreme Elders
4,500
Each one stepped out like a sealed calamity unwrapped. Their mere presence stabilized the fate veins under the Divine Mountain Barracks, allowing the absurd numbers to exist without collapse.
One of the original Supreme Elders laughed quietly.
"…We really are no longer the ceiling."
New Blood — The Dynasty Evolves
Golden portals continued opening—but now rhythmically.
Not mass summoning.
Production.
Core Elders
500 per day
They emerged calm, composed, immediately integrating into governance arrays, internal law formations, treasury oversight, and fate monitoring.
Sequence Elders
50 per day
Their eyes were cold. Their presence sharpened law and punishment. They were execution incarnate.
Ancient Elders
10 per day
They appeared , Then Came To Feng Hao.
Ten Old men and woman. Radiating a terrifying pressure.
Living deterrents.
The Heavenly Tier Mobilizes
The barracks shifted again.
This time—upward.
Low level Heavenly King
7500 per day.
Mid-Level Heavenly Kings
750 per day
They stepped out as rulers, not soldiers. Each one could suppress regions independently, govern populations in the billions, and crush Tier-12 dynasties without assistance.
Elite Divine Soldiers
12,500,000 per day
The numbers were obscene.
Even the elders stopped joking.
1-Star Heavenly Generals
2,500 total
1-Star Heavenly Marshals
500 per day
When the first batch appeared, even the Supreme Elders felt a faint tightening in their chests.