Chen Hua didn't have much time on his hands, although he really wanted to shirk his responsibilities and choose to soar the skies and spend his nights with Zhou Ruanxian. But the version of him that Zhou Ruanxian liked was not like that, and he himself didn't like that version of himself either.

After explaining everything thoroughly to Liang Yi and Su Youyi, Chen Hua directly threw Liang Yi and the others out of the Secret Realm, planning to take advantage of the remaining time to spend some tender days relaxing with his hard-to-come-by wife.

"···"

Liang Yi, along with his junior sister and Yue Bai, stood in the cold wind feeling the desolate chill of the autumn breeze, once again realizing how whimsical his master could be.

"Aren't you planning to return to the Demon Clan?"

Liang Yi judged their direction and figured that they should be a certain distance away from the central battlefield, then turned his head to look at the little fox beside him.

It was no problem for Mr. Orange to follow him, but when Yue Bai didn't leave with the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits, that old orange cat almost stabbed several holes in Liang Yi with his eyes.

"Master and Aunt Li said they wanted me to come and train, and it would be best to collect some World Origin to improve my cultivation."

Yue Bai rested her chin on her hands and watched Liang Yi, her fluffy and soft tail swaying behind her.

"The main force of the Demon Clan cultivators are all on this battlefield, and since brother and Sister Su are here, I just followed you guys."

"How far are you from the Seventh Realm?"

Su Youyi grasped one of the six swaying tails behind the little fox and asked curiously, terribly fond of the feel of the tail to the point that Su Youyi had the urge to bury her face in it.

Although the cultivation realms of the Demon Clan could be matched with those of cultivators, there were many subtle differences, so it wasn't possible to judge entirely based on the progress of a cultivator's cultivation.

"Umm... the seventh tail is coming soon..."

A sensation akin to electricity passing through her body and a numb feeling emanating from her tail caused Yue Bai to suddenly feel weak, her face blushing as she spoke with a trembling voice.

For all kinds of foxes, their tails and ears were almost equivalent to a dragon clan's reverse scales. Normally, unless it's a very intimate person, if someone touched it, the demon fox and the one who touched it were doomed to have one die.

But now, the one grasping her tail was Su Youyi, and Yue Bai could only bear the strange feelings rising from the depths of her heart and pretend as though nothing had happened.

Su Youyi blinked her eyes, finally realizing that the little fox's tail was actually a sensitive spot, and hurriedly let go, her face carrying a look of apology.

"I'm so sorry, Yue Bai, Sister didn't do it on purpose."

"It's okay, Sister Su, as long as it's you and brother, I don't mind whatever you do to Yue Bai."

The blush on her face fading, Yue Bai shook her head at Su Youyi, indicating she didn't mind these things.

Hearing these words, and seeing the earnest look on Yue Bai, both Liang Yi and Su Youyi were moved, feeling a warm current pass through their hearts.

Moved by the feeling, Su Youyi pulled Yue Bai into an embrace, gently caressing the little fox's smooth white hair.

Yet Yue Bai, who did not mind her tail being pinched, felt somewhat lost when she was held in Su Youyi's arms.

Was the gap between her and Sister Su really so big? Looking with just the eyes, Sister Su didn't seem much bigger, really.

Liang Yi and Mr. Orange merely watched as the two beautiful girls clung to each other, both thinking, "Please take me with you!"

"Phew... Aunt Li said I shouldn't rush for the seventh tail."

It took Yue Bai quite an effort to free her little head from the vast seas of facial cleanser, catching her breath before continuing.

"Because when a Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox breaks through to the Seventh Realm, it can incorporate a Law into the seventh tail. In this way, the seventh tail can almost drive the Law without consumption, and it can also be used as a type of Law Magical Treasure."

"That's quite convenient..."

Liang Yi nodded, pondering, thinking this method wasn't bad.

However, this way of refining the Law into the tail seemed to be exclusive to the Qingqiu Nine-tailed lineage, no other Demon Clan could adapt to the Great Dao as strongly as the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox lineage could.

"In that case, let's go over there and check out the situation first."

Liang Yi looked towards the blood-red sky in the distance, his mood slightly heavy.

Even though they were so far away, the soaring murderous aura and scent of blood still dyed the sky red, clearly visible even from many miles away, one could only imagine what a fierce battle was happening under that blood-colored sky.

This was Liang Yi's first time facing a world-scale war, but this war was also to decide the fate of two worlds.

To make a difference in such a level of war with his current Realm, he was at best a small ripple, while only a master like his could stir up colossal waves.

But to truly dominate the course of the war, only the Abyss and the Heavenly Dao, these two oceans themselves, could.

The location of the group was on the edge of a grassland, with their eyesight they could barely see the greenery at the edge of the grassland gradually disappearing, replaced by stretches of desert.

The border between Desert North and Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty was also a buffer zone outside the battlefield, even if the central battlefield could no longer hold back the steps of the Abyss, it could allow the civilians of the border towns of Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty to evacuate in advance.

After Liang Yi and the others traveled for a couple of hours using their Escape Skill, the azure sky had completely disappeared, replaced by an endless expanse of blood-red. Blood clouds pressed low in the sky, having an appalling and oppressive effect.

The air was faintly filled with a very strong smell of blood, and even when a breeze blew by, the scent would only disappear briefly, only to reappear in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Orange lifted his paw and fanned fiercely in front of his nose; the smell was too pungent, overwhelming for someone with a sensitive nose like his!

It wasn't the stench of blood that made him feel sick, but rather the stench of the Abyss was too strong; smelling it made him want to kill someone to vent his anger.

As soon as they stepped out of the area, Liang Yi and his companions could not help but frown, for the spiritual power here was too chaotic.

If the spiritual power of the environment they were previously in felt like soaking in a warm hot spring, comfortable and soothing, then the current spiritual power was like the sea during a violent storm, with waves so tumultuous they were hard to withstand.

The sudden change in environment would cause any normal cultivator to experience a brief period of discomfort.

Liang Yi knew the reason for such a chaotic spiritual environment--it was undoubtedly the result of a battlefield skirmish on an enormous scale.

Countless types of Daoist skills splattered around; even if a single spell didn't affect the space much, the cumulative effect of millions of such spells was unpredictable.

Moreover, in the midst of battle, in order to defeat the enemy and to survive, who knows what kind of forbidden techniques or magical treasures cultivators might utilize, or even resort to self-destruct when they see no way out -- such cultivators were everywhere.

Among them, the players were the most extreme, self-destructing without a second thought, as if the cool and casual act of self-destruction wasn't convincing unless they had done it a hundred or eighty times to Abyss Cultivators.

To make the self-destruction more intense, the players spared no love for their own lives, stuffing all kinds of strange arrays, spirit pills, or magical treasures into their backpacks.

As long as they could pass off as natives, there were plenty of Abyss Cultivators on the battlefield lusting after their bodies, or rather, the World Origin.

The moment the fish bit the bait, that would be the highlight of the player's life!

Anyway, with their current level on the battlefield, they were just cannon fodder, so they might as well enjoy the thrill of self-destruction. If they managed to blow up a few Abyss Cultivators in the process, it would be a big win!

Apart from these cultivators with strange trump cards up their sleeves and the players howling the "self-destruct truck" tactic, Seventh Realm cultivators were a common sight on the battlefield.

After reaching the Seventh Realm, cultivators could manipulate the power of Laws, which made their destructive power against enemies and their impact on space all the more potent.

Su Youyi and Yue Bai both looked somewhat solemn; neither of them were the kind of women who couldn't stand the sight of blood, and both were fiercely decisive when it came to fighting.

Yet even so, the resentment and unwillingness accumulating beneath this region was too thick for comfort, to the extent that it sent chills down both their spines.

If this continued, a Blood Demon was bound to be born on this battlefield!

"Is this Young Hero Liang and Fairy Su from the Taoist Sect?"

Among the bustling crowds of the temporary camp, a streak of light flew out towards Liang Yi and the others, asking respectfully.

"Hmm."

Liang Yi nodded in response.

The person wore black armor patterned with tigers, a tall and menacing figure wielding a spear eight feet long.

The armor gleamed with spirit light, making the tiger patterns seem as if they were looking for prey to devour, and the blood that dripped down unpurged added to the ferocity!

Liang Yi recognized the attire; it was the standardized battle armor of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty's army!

"The commander has been waiting for a long time, please follow me!"

The armored soldier in black looked up, and Su Youyi realized that this soldier was about the same age as her senior brother! Though young, his expression was rigid and his eyes cold.

Su Youyi guessed that this young man must be a military prodigy; although he was only in the mid-stage of the Sixth Realm, his aura of killing intent was unmistakable, as if he had been through life and death battles repeatedly.

The young general finished speaking and paid no mind to whether Liang Yi and the others followed or not, turning and transforming back into a streak of light to rejoin the camp.

Liang Yi was curious; he did not remember knowing any military generals from the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty.

But since the other party had cordially invited them, Liang Yi naturally wouldn't stand them up, and followed the streak of light down with his junior sister and Yue Bai.

Thanks to the guidance of the mysterious young general, Liang Yi and his companions were allowed unchallenged entry, making their way directly to the heart of the camp.

The Abyss was aware of the existence of this temporary camp, which housed the core individuals commanding this war.

It was because of these elite commanders skilled in warfare that the Mystical Mechanism Continent had managed to hold the Abyss at bay with inferior numbers, and so the Abyss Cultivators constantly thought about wiping them out in one fell swoop.

Despite the dispatch of a great number of Abyss Cultivators aiming to directly infiltrate the camp, it remained brazenly undisturbed and safe as ever.

Monsters stained with red names charging at a player's main base?

What a joke. They could spot you a mile away, sneaking around, not looking the least bit like one of the good guys!

To infiltrate unnoticed, one must hide their presence, but to do so and try to enter the camp meant surpassing countless arrays and Daoist skill detections. Once discovered, a fatal onslaught of attacks awaited.

You say you're one of us?

Who sneaks around like that when they're among their own? Get killed first, then we'll talk!

So after numerous failed attempts, the Abyss Cultivators realized that sneaking in to cause destruction was impossible - they had to either bring an overwhelming force to crush everything at once or rely on top-notch cultivators to behead the enemy.

But everyone knew that Chen Hua, the formidable star of death, was presiding over the central battlefield. Unless the Abyss made a move, even the strongest among the Abyss Envoys could only achieve a draw with Chen Hua.

Confrontation was impossible, and stealth was impermeable. The camp mockingly taunted the incompetence of the Abyss Cultivators with its steadfastness.

Even during the battles, players used this fact to ridicule their enemies, effectively luring targets by tempting them with a prize.

Hatred sometimes fills up silently and at such moments, even when driven to the brink of abandoning the battlefield for easier targets, those frustrated Abyss Cultivators wouldn't budge, insisting on a dogged stand-off.

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