CHAPTER 422: CHAPTER 68_3

On the other side of the forest, Yue Jun looked solemnly at the corpses of the True Demon Clan on the ground and said gravely, "What were the casualties?"

Yue Feng sadly replied, "Seven Heavenly Immortals and twelve True Immortals have perished, despite you, Elder Brother, taking on three adversaries alone."

"The Sect Master said that Junior Chen is in the valley on the opposite side of this forest. We are outsiders, and the other races of the Star Sea Realm are not welcoming towards us; they would rather see us go forward as cannon fodder. This is the only path to survival."

"No matter what, we must pass through this forest."

"Brother Yue, we all know that, but can we still make it?" a Heavenly Immortal with a large gash across his abdomen asked, struggling to get up.

"We can. As long as I, Yue Jun, am alive, I will not abandon any of you."

The Myriad Beasts Sect hadn’t sent many disciples this time, only a few hundred. Thanks to some initial fortuitous encounters, almost all of them had reached the Heavenly Immortal rank. With the emergence of the True Demon Clan, Sect Master Jun Linseng had no choice but to join the ranks of Immortals combating the True Demon Golden Immortals.

Because they were outsiders, wherever the Sect Disciples went, they were used as cannon fodder by others; even the previously allied Netherworld King Clan and Asura Clan treated them this way.

Fortunately, a few days ago, the arrival of Luo Wencheng and others finally provided a destination, though it was a bit far and fraught with dangers.

The team, which originally had over three hundred members, now had less than two hundred left after seven days of trekking, losing nearly half. If not for Yue Jun’s formidable strength, not even this remaining half would have been preserved.

Chen Jiuge was unaware that the disciples from the Myriad Beasts Sect were coming to seek refuge with him, let alone that those people were just on the opposite side of the forest.

After calling back all the dispatched teams, counting their numbers, and tallying the battle results, the corners of Chen Jiuge’s mouth twitched involuntarily; the combat losses were unsatisfactory.

With the help of the Yin Yang Immortal Pill, Chen Jiuge had deployed two thousand Heavenly Immortals. However, only sixteen hundred returned. They had killed a mere three hundred and twenty-eight True Demons, and this tally even included the kills made by his own Spiritual Beasts. Without their contribution, the number would have been even lower.

"Big Brother Chen, it seems the Yin Yang Immortal Pill only works on ordinary True Demons. Those who are slightly stronger can retain some of their strength," Mo Yu analyzed.

"What if we attack when the effects of the drug are at their peak?"

"It won’t work. Their strength doesn’t weaken when the drug takes effect; it might even become stronger," Mo Yu vetoed.

"Sigh, let’s proceed with the selection then. First, pick out those Heavenly Immortals who can combat the True Demon Clan and assign them as leaders of small squads. As for the ordinary squads, continue using the Yin Yang Immortal Pill, but be more cautious this time. Assess the enemy’s strength before striking," Chen Jiuge sighed.

"Alright, I’ll get on it."

Watching Mo Yu hurry off, Chen Jiuge felt somewhat relieved and muttered, "Fortunately, the True Demon Clan’s perception ability is poor; otherwise, it truly would have been like lambs entering a tiger’s mouth."

Walking through the forest, Yue Jun expressed some doubts, "Little Feng, are you sure there are no True Demons nearby? It’s been almost half a day, and we haven’t encountered a single one."

Yue Feng also found it strange. "That shouldn’t be the case. When I used a Secret Technique to scout the area earlier, the aura of the Demon Clan was quite strong here. We should have encountered them by now!"

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue! There’s a True Demon Clan encampment ahead, and all the True Demons inside are dead!" reported a scout, his face alight with surprise.

It wasn’t long before Yue Jun and his men arrived at the encampment.

Looking at the stripped naked and disturbingly unnatural True Demon corpses, Yue Jun asked, puzzled, "What happened here?"

One of the disciples sniffed the air, his eyes lighting up as he said, "Brother Yue, it’s an Aphrodisiac—a Great Medicine of the Immortal Pill class!"

"That must be Junior Chen’s doing. He has a Moon Rabbit capable of refining Immortal Pills," Yue Feng reminded him.

Yue Jun remarked with a peculiar expression, "Junior Chen is truly resourceful, to even think of such unorthodox tactics."

In fact, not many members of the True Demon Clan died from being tricked by the Yin Yang Immortal Pill. Some who were targeted even managed to counterattack and kill their assailants. However, the experience was too terrifying, so they had chosen to withdraw on their own accord.

To them, all other races were mere livestock. Livestock could be found anywhere, so why bother coming to such a place to butcher them?

One careless move could mean the loss of one’s purity, something even the wild and unrestrained True Demon Clan couldn’t bear. This was the primary reason Yue Jun hadn’t seen even a glimpse of a True Demon Clan member after half a day in the forest.

Overall, death itself wasn’t terrifying for the True Demon Clan; what was terrifying was how one died.

Three days later, as Chen Jiuge surveyed the troops Mo Yu had preliminarily organized and was about to say a few words to boost morale, he received a transmission from a cultivator on duty outside.

The disciples from the Myriad Beasts Sect had arrived!