The Demon Ancestor was quite pitiful.

Because his plan had been guessed about seventy to eighty percent by Jun Changxiao.

That’s right, he was worried that after his resurrection, his strength would be difficult to recover to its peak in the shortest time, so he had sealed the million-strong army in advance, then waited for himself to summon them.

To be precise.

These soldiers had actually been prepared to do great things a hundred thousand years ago, but because the Ten Great Immortal Sects and various races made the first move, they could only temporarily seal themselves.

The Demon Ancestor could also be considered an exceptional hero of his generation.

So this resurrection would inevitably bring disaster to the Upper Realm.

Not a big problem.

The mischief-making little prince Jun Changxiao was right here in the Demonic Delusion Domain. Even if he didn’t have the ability to prevent the Demon Ancestor’s resurrection, since he had already guessed the intention, he would definitely find a way to clip his wings.

Actually, on the Star Meteorite Continent, Dog Sheng really didn’t want to be some savior, but due to various reasons, he always accidentally saved the whole world.

“This is probably just my fate.”

Jun Changxiao sat hunched on the city wall, his back radiating the aura of a great chivalrous hero serving the nation and the people.

“Stop pretending.”

The System said: “Hurry up and get moving.”

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao jumped down from the city, landing in the even larger and more elaborate military camp outside the main city.

There were even more soldiers here, numbering as many as three hundred thousand, probably the most elite legion in the entire Demonic Delusion tribe.

“What a pity.”

Jun Changxiao said: “I can’t use them for myself.”

Such professional soldiers with high strength and realm—if conditions allowed, he would definitely prefer to directly control them rather than just take their weapons and equipment.

“Sect Master.”

Yao Mengying pointed to the statues arranged at the very front of the training ground and said: “The armor they’re wearing is very similar to what’s drawn in the blueprint.”

Jun Changxiao said: “This should be the second-generation armor.”

Just from their petrified form, the second-generation armor was obviously more imposing than the first-generation armor, and should be stronger in actual combat.

“They’re probably at the general level.”

There were eight people standing at the very front of the formation wearing second-generation armor. From their physique and bearing, they were obviously not comparable to ordinary soldiers A, B, C, or D.

The System said: “Such a large tribe must also have experts. Perhaps they’re fierce generals under the Demon Ancestor.”

“Then we definitely can’t casually unseal them.”

Jun Changxiao became vigilant.

First, assume they were all generals of the legion. In terms of strength, they might not be weak. If he rashly broke the seal and any of them were at the eighth or ninth rotation, or reached the Truth-Seeking Realm, he would definitely be finished.

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind came from the distance.

Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying both turned to look, and saw at the edge of their vision in the firmament, a stream of light slowly rising, then merging into the folded space.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

The barrier covering the entire domain appeared faintly.

“Not good!”

Jun Changxiao’s expression changed slightly as he said: “Someone is trying to break the seal that exists in the Demonic Delusion Domain!”

The System said: “It must be the eight demonic cultivators who came in together!”

“Girl.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Let’s go!”

If the soldiers in the Demonic Delusion Domain were as he suspected, meant to assist the resurrected Demon Ancestor, then the most important thing right now was to prevent the seal from being broken. Otherwise, the problem would be huge!

“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”

Outside, the vortex gathered at the altar also began to tremble along with the shaking of the Demonic Delusion Domain space.

“Found it!”

The Grand Protector said ecstatically: “We’ve found the sealed land!”

He and the black-robed man had lingered at the altar just waiting for this moment. Now they had finally waited for it!

Ten Great Immortal Sects, all the great tribes!

Start trembling!

…

“Glug glug!”

In the blood pool within the dark region, the blood boiled even more intensely. Spiritual star bloodstains splattered on the walls, adding another stroke to the gradually materializing giant black shadow.

“Our ancestor is about to be resurrected!”

The black-robed elders sitting in the four directions stood up excitedly.

The leader took out a sphere with dark attribute energy rolling inside and carefully placed it in the groove of the nearby stone platform.

“This day…”

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from inside the sphere: “I’ve waited a hundred thousand years, and it’s finally about to arrive!”

If Jun Changxiao were present, he would immediately realize that the speaker was the Demon Ancestor who had consecutively set up two resurrection plans!

“Respected our lord!”

The black-robed elder placed one hand on his chest and said devoutly: “The ten chess pieces have successfully entered the ancestral land and are breaking the seal. Once you successfully resurrect, you can command a million-strong army!”

“Good!”

“Very good!”

“Back then, the Ten Great Immortal Sects destroyed my Demonic Delusion tribe. When this ancestor sees the light of day again, I will make them repay ten thousand times over!”

“Glug glug!”

The blood in the blood pool boiled even more intensely. The giant black shadow that originally seemed to be engraved on the wall gradually protruded and took on a bodily form.

Flesh molding, remnant soul fusion—the time of the Demon Ancestor’s resurrection!

Jun Changxiao, who had broken his heart worrying about Ye Xingchen and Pei A’niu, would definitely see this thing with eyes shining golden light, because what was missing now was a physical body to completely separate the two.

…

Demonic Delusion Domain.

Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying relied on the Seven-Colored Dazzling Light Wings to fly to the area where the stream of light shot skyward at the fastest speed.

In the wilderness, there was a circular stone platform with complex patterns carved on it. Man Number Two stood within it, head tilted back in a roaring posture. The light stirring the seal was spraying from his mouth.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

The patterns at his feet flashed with dark black light, and surging demonic qi began to permeate outward.

“Innate Demonic Body?”

When filling in at the altar, the constitutions of nine people including Yao Mengying had all been activated to open the vortex connecting to the Demonic Delusion Domain, so Jun Changxiao immediately identified it.

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, the forced-out Innate Demonic Body coiled around the stream of light, then spiraled upward, obviously going to impact the barrier used to seal the entire Demonic Delusion Domain!

“Quickly stop it!” the System said.

“Whoosh!”

Jun Changxiao immediately flew up, exploding with True Spirit Force that transformed into a substantialized large hand, fiercely grasping toward the ascending Innate Demonic Body.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Like a slap coming down, that mass of black streaming light was immediately caught in the palm, emitting a ‘squeak squeak squeak’ sound similar to a mouse.

“Boom!”

Jun Changxiao landed, saying coldly: “With this seat here, no one can break open the seal of the Demonic Delusion Domain.”

“Whoosh!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Innate Demonic Body directly darted away.

Holy crap!

This was way too slippery!

Jun Changxiao hurriedly chased after it. This time the Innate Demonic Body was even faster than before, rushing along the stream of light to the firmament in the blink of an eye, very close to the substantialized barrier.

“Not good!”

“Too late!”

“Whoosh—”

At this moment, Yao Mengying waved her Seven-Colored Dazzling Light Wings and hovered at the connection point of the stream of light and barrier, her small face tense as she said: “Stop right there!”

Screech!

The Innate Demonic Body that had been darting upward like a mouse suddenly came to an emergency stop under the cute girl’s glaring rebuke.

“This works too?”

Jun Changxiao was dumbfounded.

“Sect Master!”

Yao Mengying said: “I can control the Innate Demonic Body!”

Constitutions and attributes had uniqueness. Unless some method was used, they wouldn’t recognize other martial artists. However, when Man Number Two’s constitution flew out, she sensed an affinity with it.

“Come here.”

“Whoosh!”

A wisp of Innate Demonic Body flew over and coiled around Yao Mengying’s arm.

Jun Changxiao said: “Could it be because of the Innate Sacred Demonic Body, allowing you to manipulate the lower-level Innate Demonic Body?”

“Probably?”

Yao Mengying asked weakly: “Sect Master, can I claim this Innate Demonic Body as my own?”

“As long as you can subdue it, the other seven are yours too.”