Chapter 819

The blood-colored moon hung low over the earth, completely engulfing half the heavenly realm. Like the setting sun over an endless desert, it dyed the land in a wash of crimson.

The ground was covered in flowers—flowers without leaves, all a deep red—densely scattered across every corner of the land, as though they stretched beyond the limits of sight.

This was a demonic blessed land formed after the Spirit Medium Bride, a demon Spirit Transformation cultivator from the Western Desert Demon Den, crossed paths with Nether Prison Daoist, master of the Immortal Alliance Dark Department. The Demon Army arriving from the Four Extremes of Heaven and Earth all slumbered here.

Beneath that crimson sea of flowers, within the blackened, rotten, foul-smelling soil, enormous cocoons could vaguely be seen. Each one wrapped a grotesquely shaped demon: Bloated Corpse Kings, Ironclad Walking Corpses, Human-faced Tree Demons, Green Lamp Female Beguilers, Bloated Ghost Death Tigers...

They all lay motionless within their cocoons, as though they had died long ago. Only the portions of their bodies that contained demon cores or demonic infants rose and fell slightly, proving that they still lived.

Within these cocoons, they had entered a state similar to hibernation. Not only was the loss of spiritual energy within their bodies reduced to the minimum, but their requirements for the density of external spiritual energy had also been lowered to the lowest level. Only in this way could this region, which possessed at most Medium Order Spirit Veins, accommodate a Demon Army of tens of thousands, all at least Golden Core level.

They slept here, awaiting the day when some existence would awaken them from their long slumber.

The blessed land itself could conceal every trace of their leaking aura. Even if a Spirit Transformation cultivator from the immortal sects accidentally