The triumphant battle at the front line brought a vast amount of resources from the Chaotic Demon Sea back to the Cang Mang Domain.
Any disciple from the Eight Great Sects willing to join the battle could receive resources and usher in a period of rapid growth in power.
Even sons from the royal families of certain dynasties now had a path upward, no longer needing the Battle of the Hundred Dynasties to join a sect.
As the battle began, every sect urgently needed fresh blood.
As long as they had enough talent and were willing to cultivate, they were hopeful to enter a sect, handling various chores in the major cities to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Every one of them was acutely aware that this battle was the greatest opportunity of their life.
If they missed this chance and lingered in the safe zones of the Cang Mang Domain.
No matter how good their talent was, they could definitely not compare to those who received resources and quickly elevated, the ordinary geniuses.
Cultivation, it’s about being quick at every step.
In contrast to the vibrant life in the Cang Mang Domain.
The Chaotic Demon Sea was littered with corpses, blood flowing for hundreds of miles.
In the distant Demon Domain.
Deep in the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan, remnants of dragon bones entwined with chaotic energy wailed sorrowfully.
Ao Jin’s shattered soul knelt at the center of the altar, gray Dao Rhys clinging to the broken dragon horn like an affliction.
"Even burning ancestral blood could not break the Taichu Dao Domain."
The Dragon Clan’s Venerable picked up the shattered soul, dragon eyes reflecting the gray Daoist embryo deep in the Returning Ruins,
"Order all veins, kill Jiang Shu, as the Young Clan Leader!"
Beside the Phoenix Cry Platform, Huanglie’s father gazed at the Life Lamp floating in the Nirvana Pond.
In the flickering golden fla of the lamp wick, Jiang Shu’s likeness could be vaguely seen.
"This youth, if not destroyed, the Demon Race cannot thrive."
He flicked a drop of lifebound essence blood, in the Nirvana Fire erged eight Ancient Demon Texts,
"If any encounter Jiang Shu, avoid him by three thousand miles."
Jiang Shu seed oblivious to the storm from all directions.
He was staring at the gray Daoist embryo suspended in his palm, Taichu Law and Engulfing Dao Rhys mutually generating and inhibiting within.
The mont the foul energy in Ten Thousand Demons City touched the embryo, it transford into pure primordial qi to nourish the body, even Ao Jin’s Dragon Evil beca fuel for body refining.
The Demon Halberd was inverted on the Xuanwu Rock, the chaotic qi flow winding around the halberd shaft crawling like a living snake, pulling the ice crystal law fragnts hanging from the cavern ceiling into a star map.
Every crisp sound of an ice crystal falling into the Cold Pond made ripples on the surface of the Daoist embryo, the Three Thousand Great Dao phantoms arising and perishing within.
"The sinister energy here is indeed great nourishnt for ."
The Desolate Star Halberd suddenly emitted a clear dragon’s roar, the halberd tip pointing to the Sea Eye.
"Deepest in the earth vein, seems there is a Dao Formation, perhaps this path might lead to the Demon Race territories."
"Although the end of the Dao Formation is surely heavily guarded, if my understanding of the Space Dao advances further, I could tear through space right in the middle of the transmission."
"In this way, my movents would remain hidden, yet allow rapid penetration into the Demon Race."
Jiang Shu murmured, knowing that defeating Ao Jin would make the defenses in Panhai City even more comprehensive, even with the Dragon Transformation Technique he might be detected, he must think of a foolproof plan.
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At the Border Land.
The dark clouds were torn open by the Nine-layered Bronze Dao Platform, eight Chaos Hole Realm oppressions fell like stars.
True Martial Sect’s Supre Sect Leader tapped the Ancient Bronze Bell with a finger, the chi transford into golden patterns sweeping through muddy waves for miles, revealing a sea domain plowed through by Chaotic Thunder Fire.
Scorched rock layers held traces of Taichu Dao Rhy, each trench winding like the stripped spine of the Dragon Clan.
"Is this Ten Thousand Demons City?"
"Such a sinister atmosphere, what are those lunatics up to?"
The Dan Fu Sect’s patriarch had a Pill Furnace floating in his palm, exhaling mist, the furnace wall projected the scene of Ao Jin’s broken horn falling into the sea.
"Even Ao Jin at Demon Monarch Peak was not a match for Jiang Taixuan, you’ve nurtured a fine disciple at your True Martial Sect!"
His tone of envy drew laughter from True Martial Sect’s Supre Sect Leader.
"Three days ago’s thunder fire burning sea, Demon Race lost five Demon Monarchs and over three hundred Transford Demons, a heavy loss indeed."
The Hidden Sword Sect Master had the Shadow Sword behind him abruptly unsheathe three inches, Sword Qi tore through the void revealing Panhai City’s scene.
The Desolate Star Halberd was suspended over a ruined ocean, the gray mist flowing from the halberd tip transford the surrounding demon energy within a thousand-mile radius into pure primordial qi, the erging Soul Devouring Vine beneath the sea had already withered into ash.
At their level, although yet to comprehend the Ti Dao, they all had so understanding of the Ti Dao, possessing a Great Dao Embryo.
They could use various great techniques to deduce parts of the past and future.
They observed the already destroyed Ten Thousand Demons City, brows furrowed.
"This is the Demon Race’s Blood and Flesh Array’s sub-forum!"
"What is the Demon Race trying to do?!"
The Dao Yi Sect’s Sect Leader swept his horsetail whisk across the star map, at the whisk’s end was drawn the desolate formation Jiang Shu had laid.
"Chaotic Demon Sea, seventy percent already under our control."
"Ti to act."
"No matter what they plan, they’ll surely be influenced by us."
The Sword Pavilion Master had the Sword Box behind him quivering, the phantom of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb expanded over the Dao Platform.
"Since Jiang Shu has cleared the path, when is a better ti to advance than now?"
The Sword Qi where it swept carried countless sharp breaths pouring.
"Wait until those lunatics actually fill out that legendary blood and flesh array, then trying to land would certainly demand Vientiane Realm as sacrifices!"
The Dan Fu Sect’s ancestor said nothing, hands sealed, the Pill Furnace suddenly spewed Samadhi True Fire.
In the flas, the blood crystals Jiang Shu brought back emanated blood energy enough to surprise these experienced Mixed Cave Daoist Venerables.
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