"Rumble!"
The void churned, and all six teleportation arrays in the desolate realm erupted with terrifying demonic energy and fierce light.
At the end of the teleportation array in Guzhou, a figure ten zhang tall, its body oozing a viscous liquid that dripped down and caused the surrounding void to roar, appeared.
Two crimson eyes scanned the end of the teleportation array. The figure gripped a long saber and muttered, "Eastern Wasteland..."
Behind it, a full hundred thousand blood-colored figures, all baring their teeth and grinning at the end of the teleportation array. A million years ago, the demon race had mobilized millions of troops and eighteen Venerables, launching a full-scale war to conquer the Cangyuan world!
The ambition of the demon race was so great that it was met with strong resistance from the top powers of the entire Cangyuan world. The demon race was no match and was forced to retreat step by step, eventually returning to the Western Continent.
A million years have passed, and the demon race's foundation has continuously recovered. Their ambition to conquer the world has once again risen. Figures like the Five Yang Venerable were merely pawns scattered by the demon race.
"Hahaha, Eastern Wasteland Continent, we, the demon race, have returned!"
Countless blood-colored figures rushed out of the teleportation array, their demonic energy surging like rivers in all directions. Each demon soldier wore black scale armor, and their skin shimmered with faint red light.
"Fire!"
Cen Peng, seeing the endless stream of figures, immediately gave the order to attack. With imperial orders in hand, no matter which tribe, they were to be killed without mercy!
"Rumble!"
The Azure Dragon Legion, a total of three hundred thousand troops, had already surrounded all the teleportation arrays in the area. Two hundred thousand soldiers knelt on one knee, drawing their bows and nocking their arrows. The remaining hundred thousand soldiers controlled catapults, launching fire-iron balls that gleamed with black cold light. A thin layer of liquid coated them, carrying an extremely strong smell of gunpowder.
The arrows struck first!
In the void, a faint azure light spread out, dispelling the dense Netherworld energy. As the azure light touched the demonic energy, wails of the damned erupted, and black rain vaporized. In all directions, countless ten-thousand-zhang azure dragons, radiating faint azure light, tore through layers of shadowy energy and struck with a roar!
"Bang bang bang!"
"Whoosh... whoosh..."
As the dense hail of arrows soared into the sky, explosions resounded from the void behind. Dense iron balls, like meteors, rained down, their sparks filling the sky, and fire swept across the heavens!
"Boom!!"
The demon soldiers who had just burst forth, without even having time to properly admire the scenery, suddenly lost the color in their eyes. A soul-piercing agony struck their very souls.
As the arrow rain swept across, the demonic energy within several miles of the teleportation array instantly disintegrated. Dense smoke and dust completely sealed off the area. Fire dragons roared, and cries of agony echoed. The entire location of the teleportation array seemed to have vanished from the sight of the Azure Dragon Legion as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed.
...
"Ji Hongwen, has the matter of Five Yang been resolved?"
In the Fire Cloud Cave of the Myriad Beasts Realm, northeast of the Desolate Realm, red lights crisscrossed in the void. The power of Venerables, like white mist, roamed the great hall.
"Reporting to the Cave Master, Five Yang has been vanquished!"
Ji Hongwen bowed respectfully, looking at the empty, withered wooden chair. A heavy aura of primeval energy, combined with the power of the Venerables in the hall, permeated the entire space.
"Ji Hongwen, do you resent this Venerable?"
"Cave Master!"
Ji Hongwen's eyes were red. He knelt on both knees and said, "Cave Master, Five Yang deserved his fate. He betrayed the old Cave Master and caused the old Cave Master's tragic death at the hands of the Demon Lord. Such a treacherous wretch, Ji Hongwen wishes he could kill him a hundred times over to console the old Cave Master's soul in heaven!"
"Ji Hongwen, the demon race has risen again, and the Cangyuan world is in turmoil. You are this Venerable's most promising disciple. Do not disappoint this Venerable!"
"Thank you for your high regard, Cave Master!"
"Ji Hongwen will dedicate himself to further cultivation!"
"Rumble~~"
Suddenly, a withered flower in the great hall erupted with terrifying, potent demonic energy. Wails of the damned echoed in the hall, and strands of demonic light flowed along the withered branches.
"Demon race?"
Ji Hongwen's face changed drastically. He hastily stood up and saw the withered flower glowing with a blue light, slowly blooming. The flower seemed to have come from the Nine Netherworlds, sending a chill through Ji Hongwen.
"Desolate Realm?"
Ji Hongwen watched as the flower slowly unfurled towards the direction of the Desolate Realm. Drops of bright red blood flowed within its pistil, dripping down and vanishing into nothingness.
"Ji Hongwen, the appearance of the demon race in the Desolate Realm is likely related to Five Yang. It seems you must make another trip to the Desolate Realm!"
"Cave Master, can I lead the Fire Cloud Cave army to confront the demon race that has appeared in the Desolate Realm?"
Ji Hongwen's expression was grave. The demon race was powerful, and their cultivation methods could take shortcuts. The entire demon race had eighteen Venerables alone. The demon race could not be underestimated!
"He has fallen into the demonic path and dedicated himself to the art of constructing teleportation arrays. Although he has been reborn through possession, his realm has fallen and is no longer at his peak. The teleportation array he constructed to the Western Region cannot bear the weight of the demon race's orthodox bloodline."
"The branch line of the demon race has had its realm and cultivation greatly reduced. You need not worry!"
"Although the Desolate Realm is a place of exile for our disciples as punishment by the Fire Cloud Cave, for the past million years, the First Cave Master has severed ties between the Desolate Realm and the Myriad Beasts Realm to enhance the overall strength of the Eastern Wasteland Continent. After a million years of nurturing, it has achieved its current state!"
"The branch line of the demon race will be left for the myriad tribes of the Desolate Realm to hone themselves. Without experiencing the tempering of blood and death, how can they be worthy of the vast land!"
"You need not lead an army on this trip. Going alone will allow you to better and completely eliminate Five Yang. Do not underestimate this mission; you must eradicate this scourge completely."
"Ji Hongwen, once Five Yang recovers his peak strength, do you know the consequences?"
"Ji Hongwen understands!"
Ji Hongwen lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the withered wooden chair in front of him, his voice steady. "Cave Master, rest assured, he will have nowhere to escape this time!"
He clenched his fists, not expecting that Five Yang would be so cunning as to escape from his grasp. Could it be?
His eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered the first time he saw Five Yang in the Desolate Realm. Beside him, there was a human corpse. At that time, he was only focused on Five Yang and had overlooked the unnoticed corpse.
"Hmph!"
"Five Yang!"
...
In Dianzhou of the Great Han Dynasty, a blood-colored figure held a black long saber and grinned at Hua Mulan.
"You are good!"
The demon soldier looked at Hua Mulan, staring for a long time. "Are you willing to join my demon race?"
"With your talent, you will surely gain the appreciation of our Ancestor in my demon race. By staying by the Ancestor's side, the Divine Nurturing realm will be within your grasp!"
"Demon race?"
Hua Mulan gripped her long spear, her eyes fixed on the tall demon soldier, and said softly, "What is this demon race you speak of? And you dare to ask this general to submit?"