CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 68

Luo Zhitian had returned, and he brought back good news.

The combination of cannons and Yin Yang Immortal Pills was not only useful but especially effective, perfectly suited for dealing with those weaker members of the True Demon Clan.

In just a few days, a surge of True Demons had appeared in this sealed land. Fortunately, the Cultivation of these True Demons was not high, mostly at the levels of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.

According to the information Luo Zhitian obtained, the Golden Immortals and Immortal True Demons who had initially appeared were now confronting powerhouses from the myriad races, and both sides had already battled numerous times.

Although the True Demon Clan possessed an ability that countered the myriad races, they were still outnumbered. Overall, the situation could barely be described as evenly matched. Now, both sides were relying on their lower-level Cultivators.

War was the greatest crucible for forging powerhouses. Most crucially, the True Demon Clan’s passage was restricted by the Heavenly Dao, allowing only True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals to pass through. Thankfully, the Heavenly Dao also made timely adjustments, permitting True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals from the outside to enter as well.

However, unlike the singular True Demon Clan, the myriad races held some reservations, and not many Cultivators entered.

「Seven days later」

"Divine Son, it’s time for me to leave," Luo Zhitian, accompanied by his few remaining old subordinates, said calmly.

"Brother Zhitian," Chen Jiuge opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade him to stay.

Luo Kuisan placed a hand on Chen Jiuge’s shoulder and said, "Divine Son, this is now your battlefield."

"Elder, are you also leaving?"

"Yes, staying here is too wasteful. We should at least go and confront the True Demon Clan," Luo Kuisan said, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Standing at the edge of the valley, watching the group depart, a hint of melancholy touched Chen Jiuge’s face, but he quickly regained his composure. This was no time for sadness.

Those leaving were not only the Immortals but all the Golden Immortals. This was because only True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals were permitted to fight freely. If anyone with Cultivation exceeding that of Heavenly Immortals acted outside the core battlefield, they would be exterminated by Bodhi, the Commander of the True Demon Clan.

This was said to be a temporary agreement reached between the Dao Yi of the Star Sea Realm and Bodhi.

"Mo Yu, check how many of those cannons and Immortal Pills have been refined. I want to take a group to test the True Demon Clan’s strength."

"I looked earlier. There’s enough to arm approximately one hundred people, but each person will only have enough ammunition for a single use. Moreover, this setup is suitable for individual combat. In group battles, it wouldn’t reach its maximum potential," Mo Yu suggested.

"Then we’ll operate in small squads, five people per squad. You handle the specific arrangements. I’ll take some people to scout the situation first."

"Be careful, Brother Chen," Mo Yu said worriedly.

"It’s alright."

Chen Jiuge moved quickly through the forest. Dark-red trees emitted an ominous aura, and the silver-white land constantly seethed with baleful energy—a testament to the vast number of Immortals who had perished here.

"Hahaha, how weak!" An eerie laugh echoed from a nearby clearing. Chen Jiuge did his best to conceal his presence, creeping through the bushes.

A tall True Demon was holding a Female Cultivator from the Ghost Shark Clan. Its barbed tongue lightly licked her face, instantly causing numerous wounds to appear. The True Demon, its voice thick with intoxication, said, "So fragrant, so fragrant!"

"Akazha, how about a trade? I’ll give you two for your one," another True Demon proposed, tossing two male Cultivators of an unknown race to the ground.

"Kagu, that won’t do! Female Cultivators taste better, and they’re rarer. I need at least three!" Akazha greedily held up three fingers.

Hiding in the shadows, Chen Jiuge carefully scanned his surroundings with his senses. There were no other True Demons within a ten-mile radius—only these two, both at the Heavenly Immortal Cultivation level. I should be able to end this battle quickly.

WHOOSH!

The black War Spear shot towards Akazha’s back. In an instant, Akazha reacted, his pitch-black arm shooting out to grab the War Spear. However, under the corrosion of the deathly energy, his arm turned to black ash.

How is this possible? Chen Jiuge was incredulous.

That strike had been empowered by his Divine Skills! Although he hadn’t used his full strength in order to maintain concealment, this True Demon had blocked it purely with its physical body.

"Mere livestock, daring to ambush me!" Akazha roared, his face contorted with rage from the pain in his shoulder. He flung the Female Cultivator aside and a long spear appeared in his hand.

The other True Demon, Kagu, also reacted swiftly, his long saber slashing rapidly towards Chen Jiuge.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The continuous sound of metal clashing rang out. As Chen Jiuge parried their attacks, his heart sank. Their strength is immense!

To avoid causing too much of a disturbance, the Shura Dharma Image rose behind Chen Jiuge. Divine Skill—Netherworld Eight Extremes Judgment!

The soul-captivating Other Shore Flower slowly bloomed. The two True Demons sensed the impending crisis, and a great surge of dark energy erupted from their bodies. Although they managed to block most of the attack, the remaining power still severely wounded them.

Looking at the two True Demons being consumed by deathly energy, paralyzed on the ground, Chen Jiuge frowned. "How can they be so strong?" he muttered.

And why did I hesitate for a moment just now?

The Female Cultivator flung aside by Akazha was already lifeless. However, the two male Cultivators Kagu had dragged out earlier still showed faint signs of breathing.

He quickly went forward, fed each of them a Healing Pill, and roused them. "What happened?" he asked.

RETCH! RETCH!

They vomited large mouthfuls of black blood. One of the male Cultivators died instantly. The other clutched desperately at Chen Jiuge’s robes, gasping, "We’ve been infected by the True Demon Clan’s Demonic Qi... Captives like us... there’s no saving us."