Outside the city’s drill ground, Yao Mengying opened her small mouth, her gaze revealing shock.
Before them, lifelike statues were neatly arranged. They wore armor and held long spears. Even the smallest details were carved out—they were simply no different from real people.
The most shocking thing was that these soldier statues had single eyelids and double eyelids, some were tall, some were short, their appearances all different, indicating they weren’t carved from the same mold.
“Sect Master!”
Yao Mengying said in surprise: “These statues are made so realistically!”
Jun Changxiao walked out from among a row of soldiers, shaking his head: “These aren’t statues. These are real living beings.”
He didn’t use the word “people” to describe them, because although the soldiers had noses, eyes, and human physical characteristics, judging from their two to three meter height, they might be Demon Delusion Clan soldiers.
“Real living beings?”
Yao Mengying said: “Sect Master, what do you mean?”
Jun Changxiao sat on something similar to a command platform, his ten fingers clasped together: “If I’m not mistaken, these living beings should have been sealed by some kind of power, which is why they fell into an absolute petrified state.”
“No wonder they’re all different!”
Yao Mengying understood: “So they’re all real people!”
“From their standing posture, they should be a military regiment that went through strict training. I wonder how strong their combat power was before petrification.” Jun Changxiao said.
“Sect Master.”
Yao Mengying said: “What’s this?”
Jun Changxiao turned his head and found the girl standing on the command platform, one hand resting on a wall engraved with a handprint. He immediately said: “Don’t touch it randomly!”
Too late.
Yao Mengying had already placed her hand on it.
“Buzz!”
The instant her palm touched the handprint, a visible energy ripple spread from the drill ground, sweeping past the ten thousand soldier statues.
“Crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack!”
The sound of shattering came.
“Girl!”
Jun Changxiao immediately stood up, his face showing seriousness: “Come over here quickly!”
Yao Mengying quickly retreated, leaning behind her Sect Master. Like a child who made a mistake, she lowered her head: “Sect Master, did I trigger some mechanism or trap?”
“Need you ask!”
Jun Changxiao said speechlessly: “You definitely triggered something!”
If this were Hua Meigui, Dog Sheng would probably use a roaring manner to say it. Of course, the former had fought everywhere and seen all kinds of situations, so naturally wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake.
“Crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack!”
The ten thousand statues began to show cracks, then large chunks fell off.
Jun Changxiao’s guess was right. These soldiers had indeed been sealed, because after the stone blocks fell off, genuine battle armor was revealed.
“Huff!”
“Huff!”
Breathing, exhaling.
“Sect Master!”
Yao Mengying exclaimed: “They’re still alive!”
Jun Changxiao didn’t speak. He had already entered an absolutely vigilant state.
“Swish!”
Just then, the ten thousand soldiers who broke free from the petrification power all opened their eyes at once. Their gazes flashed crimson red, and extremely sinister demonic energy surged around their bodies, as if a group of demons had awakened from hell.
After rapid analysis, the system exclaimed: “All First Revolution!”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes immediately widened.
Ten thousand soldiers all possessed First Revolution Core Formation Realm strength—this was also too shocking!
Dog Sheng had often fantasized before that if his disciples averaged Core Formation Realm, the scene would definitely be beautiful as a painting. Now truly seeing it, and it being an entire military regiment, just the aura was very shocking!
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
The surging demonic energy successively divided, then gathered on the soldiers’ chest armor, gradually sketching out the character “Demon” and flashing with gorgeous luster, quite having the LOGO style of败家之眼 (prodigal’s eye).
Undeniably, very cool.
However, Jun Changxiao didn’t think much of it. In his view, the visual effect presented was far inferior to his thousand Dark Destroyer units.
“Kill!”
The ten thousand Demon Delusion Clan soldiers all shouted out low, hoarse voices. The crimson red light flashing in their gazes became increasingly intense.
“As expected…”
Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Not friendly!”
Ten thousand soldiers wearing excellent equipment at First Revolution Core Formation Realm emitting battle intent was indeed imposing in momentum, but Jun Changxiao wasn’t fazed at all, because his strength was Seventh Revolution!
“Girl.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Stay far away. This one will meet these Demon Delusion Clan soldiers!”
“Mm!”
Yao Mengying quickly retreated, then the camera spiritually turned. She was wearing cheerleader clothes, both hands raising pompoms: “Sect Master, go for it!”
System: “…”
“Come!”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand. The Great Sage Set quickly gathered around his body and held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade horizontally before him: “Fight to our hearts’ content!”
Under normal circumstances, Seventh Revolution could definitely beat First Revolution with eyes closed, but ten thousand First Revolutions was a bit of strength in numbers, so Dog Sheng had to give sufficient respect.
“Go easy.”
The system said: “Don’t damage the battle armor.”
“Of course.”
Why did Jun Changxiao want to fight? It wasn’t that he hadn’t moved his hands for too long and wanted to exercise his muscles and bones, nor was it the author opportunistically trying to pad the content. It was because he took a fancy to the equipment the soldiers wore.
Although he already had the Eight Desolations Heavenly Sound Set formula, due to material limitations, he still couldn’t mass produce it. If he could snatch this equipment and have Fan Yezi reform it, it should improve his disciples’ hard strength.
Starting with one dog, equipment all obtained by robbery.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The ten thousand Demon Delusion Clan soldiers were still shouting lowly. The demonic energy released around their bodies was also getting more and more abundant. Looking from afar, it was like a huge black cloud shrouding the drill ground.
“Swish! Swish!”
Finally, they couldn’t help but charge forward with sharp blades. Because of their physique and armor weight, the entire ground trembled along with them.
Jun Changxiao coldly laughed, swung his blade horizontally, the light dragging an arc sweeping over.
“Ding!”
The blade light carrying true spiritual force struck the chest armor of several soldiers charging at the very front without deviation. Although it sent them flying, only faint traces remained on their bodies.
“Quality not low.” The system said.
Jun Changxiao’s eyes flashed with fervent light: “All mine!”
Good battle armor—disciples need it most.
So today, no matter what, he had to take everything!
To avoid the battle armor receiving damage, Jun Changxiao put away the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, excitedly saying: “I’m going to strip armor!”
“Step step step!”
Rushing bare-handed into the enemy army, true spiritual force infused into his ten fingers, nimbly unlocking a soldier’s armor buckles, then quickly collecting it into his space ring.
Fighting while stripping people’s armor.
This operation, probably only Dog Sheng could do it.
…
At the dark altar, the Grand Protector said proudly: “The million-strong Demon Delusion Army our ancestor trained back then not only had First Revolution cultivation, but also equipped excellent demon armor. As long as the seal is released and they appear in the upper realm, they will surely shake mountains and rivers!”
“Sigh.”
The black-robed person shook his head and sighed: “It’s just a pity the demon armor’s manufacturing method was sealed together in Demon Delusion Domain. If our Burial Moon Pavilion could obtain it in advance, we would have long ago cast a powerful military regiment to contend with Realm Hall.”
“When the ten Innate Demon Bodies break the sealed land, we can freely enter Demon Delusion Domain and naturally easily find the forging formula.” The Grand Protector said.
“Right!”
The black-robed person clenched his fist: “I can hardly wait!”
…
Demon Delusion Domain, on the drill ground.
Ten thousand tall and burly soldiers lay messily on the ground.
They had all been knocked unconscious, wearing thin undergarments. Obviously their battle armor had been stripped off by the shameless Dog Sheng.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, collecting the weapons scattered on the ground into his space ring, patted his hands: “Let’s go. Let’s look at other places. Perhaps we can still find sealed Demon Delusion Clan soldiers.”
Swish! Swish!
Two streams of flowing light cut through the firmament, going along one direction.
Sure enough.
About an hour later, Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying came to another city. It also had a military camp, also had sealed Demon Delusion Clan soldiers.
“Jackpot!”
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