It was hard to imagine that in the sealed Demon Delusion Domain cities, there would be complete equipment production lines, books, and blueprints.
Jun Changxiao sighed: “The Demon Ancestor was someone who did great things.”
Having a powerful army with strong combat power, and also having equipment production—if they went out to cause trouble, those hurt would definitely still be the upper realm.
Dog Sheng didn’t have much understanding of past history, but after successively visiting several cities in Demon Delusion Domain, he suddenly realized that the Ten Great Immortal Sects annihilating this clan wasn’t without reason. After all, they were too dangerous.
“Unfortunately.”
Jun Changxiao covered his face, tactically leaned back, and laughed sinisterly: “All mine now!”
“…”
The system was powerless to complain.
The habit of laughing like a villain every time probably couldn’t be changed.
“Let’s go.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Let’s look at other places again. There must be more good things waiting for me!”
Dog Sheng didn’t favor the Demon Ancestor. After all, he once tried to possess Yao Mengying to revive. So since he’d come to his old lair, whatever he could take, he’d take, striving to leave nothing behind.
And most wickedly, when this guy left the military strategic point, he didn’t remove the several isolation formations he’d set up. They still bound the tens of thousands of unconscious soldiers.
Next.
Jun Changxiao successively went to several cities of different sizes. Wherever military camps had petrified statues, he uniformly used the old method—first use formations to restrain them, then take away equipment and weapons, truly achieving “wherever Dog Sheng passes, nothing remains.”
Outside world.
The Grand Protector and the black-robed martial artist were still fantasizing about the super-stirring scene of the Demon Delusion Domain seal being completely lifted, and under the Demon Ancestor’s raised arm, millions of Demon Delusion Army gathering in mighty array.
Hmm.
A million soldiers in underwear assembling—thinking about it was also quite interesting.
However, the premise was they had to first break through the formations.
…
Turning the camera to the west, the Western Sea region.
Black light still maintained its momentum of breaking through the clouds. Although the various strongmen from the Ten Great Immortal Sects rushed over early, they could only stand at a distance, because aside from the anomaly rising there, there was nothing else.
Stop it?
No way to start!
Actually, even if they could stop it, it wouldn’t be much use, because this anomaly was deliberately attracting them in the first place.
The Demon Ancestor’s true resurrection location was in the dark environment of the boiling blood pool. The enormous blood shadow splattered on the wall flashed with flowing colored light, gradually becoming more real.
This was a three-front operation.
First, create an anomaly to attract firepower.
Second, ten Innate Demon Bodies break through the passage to Demon Delusion Domain.
Third, physical body reforging.
Barring accidents, the Demon Ancestor’s resurrection had become fact. When he returned to the upper realm and entered Demon Delusion Domain to summon his army, what awaited the upper realm would inevitably be endless disaster.
…
“Thump!”
“Thump!”
Inside the isolation formation, the Demon Delusion Clan soldiers who had just been activated fell one by one. The battle armor and weapons they wore were all taken away.
“Clap!”
Jun Changxiao clapped his hands, his face showing abundant smile.
Having entered Demon Delusion Domain for most of a day already, he and Yao Mengying had successively visited ten cities, obtaining nearly two hundred thousand sets of battle armor and weapons. The harvest simply couldn’t be better.
The disciples numbered only a hundred thousand—wasn’t obtaining battle armor a bit too much?
Jun Changxiao would only feel it was too little, never too much. Even if they couldn’t wear them all, they could be taken out to sell!
If the Demon Ancestor who was in the critical juncture of resurrection knew that the equipment he exhausted manpower and resources to forge during his lifetime was being frantically stolen by an outsider, the first thing he’d do upon opening his eyes would probably be to spurt three liters of blood.
No!
The blood-spurting amount would definitely increase further.
Because…
“That’s right.”
The system said: “Translating from the city gate writing, this is indeed the Demon Delusion Clan Main City.”
“It’s truly damn huge!”
At this moment, Jun Changxiao was situated above an enormous circular city. Inside were wide streets one after another, and the buildings along the edges were unified, looking extremely imposing. Especially in the central area, there were magnificent and splendid building groups, giving people the feeling of imperial palace forbidden grounds.
Demon Delusion Main City.
Grand halls represent a sect.
A main city naturally also represents a nation or clan.
Where it didn’t differ from other cities: here was still deathly still, without any living beings.
“Strange.”
Jun Changxiao said with confusion: “Why do we only see soldiers but not residents?”
This question had troubled him for a long time.
If they were sealed by some kind of powerful force, why only seal the soldiers? Where were the ordinary clan members living within?
Moreover.
Who sealed the soldiers?
Jun Changxiao initially guessed it might be the Ten Great Sects and various clans. He quickly dismissed this notion. After all, Yao Mengying merely touched with her palm and broke it—this was also too imprecise!
The system said: “Perhaps it was sealed by their own people.”
“I also think so.” Jun Changxiao expressed agreement.
Yao Mengying had the Innate Holy Demon Body. Touching the palm print could unseal them, but when he reached over, there was no effect. This indicated the secret lay in constitution or bloodline. The Ten Great Immortal Sects and various clans definitely couldn’t set it up.
“Is there this possibility.”
Jun Changxiao guessed: “A hundred thousand years ago, the Demon Ancestor realized his lifespan limit was approaching. He used some kind of divine ability in advance to seal the soldiers, waiting for someday to be unsealed?”
The system said: “It’s possible.”
“Successively visiting several cities with no residents seen—perhaps it’s related to the divine ability the Demon Ancestor used. For example…” Jun Changxiao’s expression suddenly became serious: “Sacrificing lives!”
“Host’s imagination is getting a bit wild!”
Jun Changxiao had grounds for this guess. After all, in the Demon Origin Land, one of the Demon Ancestor’s resurrection plans was to sacrifice demonic cultivators to be reborn. Using clan members’ lives a hundred thousand years ago to extend soldiers’ existence, leaving them for future comeback, seemed quite normal.
“It must be like this.”
Dog Sheng firmly established his speculation in his heart. This would explain well why so many cities only had soldiers but no residents, and why they could be easily revived.
“So what if host knows?”
The system’s question stumped Jun Changxiao.
Right!
Even if I know the cause and effect, what use is it?
Moreover, judging from the current situation, the Demon Ancestor’s resurrection location wasn’t in Demon Delusion City.
“Wait!”
Jun Changxiao slapped his forehead: “If that guy isn’t resurrecting here, why would ten constitution holders enter? Could it be… they were deliberately sent to lift the seal, then coordinate with the resurrected Demon Ancestor from inside and outside?”
“If so, once the Demon Ancestor revives, the entire upper realm will inevitably have life devastated.”
The system paused: “Host is currently in Demon Delusion Domain, which means you’re bearing the heavy responsibility of saving the world again.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes: “I don’t have that ability.”
Dog Sheng deeply believed that if the Demon Ancestor successfully revived, bullying him would probably just take one glance.
“Not necessarily.”
The system said: “Resurrection is going against heaven. Even if successful, there will be restrictions. Perhaps after resurrection, his cultivation won’t be as high as host’s.”
“You’re certain?”
“Reference Ye Xingchen, Gu Zhaoxi.”
“…”
That’s right. My disciple and brother—one is a Great Emperor reborn, one infinitely reincarnates. Although the latter becomes stronger with each death, doesn’t the result still mean starting cultivation from scratch?
“More importantly.”
The system said: “The Demon Ancestor needs to reforge his physical body. Even if he retains his pre-death cultivation, there will definitely be an adaptation period. Perhaps it’ll take several hundred or thousand years.”
“Makes sense.”
Jun Changxiao gradually felt relieved.
An old fellow who’d been dead for a hundred thousand years—even if he revived, he didn’t seem that scary.
“I understand!”
Jun Changxiao had an epiphany: “The Demon Ancestor perhaps knows that after resurrection, he can’t reach his pre-death境界 in the fastest time, which is why he sealed soldiers in advance—so that after rebirth, he’d have immediate combat power to contend with the Ten Great Sects!”
“This possibility isn’t ruled out.” The system said.
Jun Changxiao stood up, looking toward the distant military camp where hundreds of thousands of statues gathered, grinning: “These are all the Demon Ancestor’s wings. If I trim them in advance, won’t he become a bare-stick commander?”
“Host previously destroyed several Third-Class Forbidden Zones. Your reputation seriously declined. If you can resolve this Demon Ancestor resurrection crisis, you can completely wash yourself clean, leaving no faults to pick.”
“Moreover!”
The system said: “Resolving a world crisis might greatly increase the sect’s prestige!”
“Clap!”
Jun Changxiao clapped his hands, heroically declaring: “For myriad living beings, for all under heaven, I, Jun Changxiao, will shoulder this heavy responsibility!”