Flower Soldier Tree Person

At the Dragon Princess's command, the quiet Southern Region erupted into an uproar once more.

This time, the South Sea Demon Court was taking the matter seriously. Not only had it deployed more Demon Kings and more Aquatic Race soldiers, it had even sent Ao Xuan, a great general of the Aquatic Race, into battle.

Ao Xuan, clan leader of the Tunhai Ao Clan, possessed Dragon Race blood and was a member of the Dragon Kin.

The so-called Dragon Kin referred to Aquatic Race members who contained Dragon Race blood. Their Dragon Race blood was relatively impure, lacking a true Dragon Race bloodline, so they were called Dragon Kin, meaning they were the Dragon Race's dependents.

The true Dragon Race held absolute bloodline suppression over the Dragon Kin. They were the Dragon Race's most loyal warriors, as well as its lowliest servants.

In the South Sea Demon Court, the Aquatic Race had an extraordinarily strict hierarchy. The lofty Dragon Emperor was the absolute leader, and no member of the Demon Race was permitted to defy the Dragon Emperor's will.

Below the Dragon Emperor were the many members of the Dragon Kin. They were the Dragon Emperor's supporters and, at the same time, the foundation of the Dragon Emperor's rule over the South Sea waters.

Ao Xuan was a powerhouse among the Dragon Kin. The moment he set foot on the Southern Region's land, he launched fierce attacks against its many factions. In just a few days, he had swept away more than a dozen forces, large and small, and occupied most of the Jinchuan Mountain Range.

Such a forceful assault caught the Hengshan Sect off guard. However, the Hengshan Sect quickly responded, sending a large number of Golden Core cultivators into the war.

For a time, the war in the Southern Region entered a new phase. The Hengshan Sect and the South Sea Demon Court began a head-on clash.

Large numbers of cultivators and Aquatic Race members died tragically on the Southern Region's battlefield, and quite a few Golden Core cultivators and Demon Kings also fell.

As the war in the Southern Region escalated, the situation throughout the Myriad Flower Domain once again became turbulent.

Wuchang Land, inside the Skull Palace.

Chang Buzai stood with his hands behind his back at the palace entrance, gazing at the dusky Sky Vault.

The Sky Vault of Wuchang Land was perpetually yellow and dim. There was no distinction between day and night, only the Yin Sha Ghost Qi that had remained for ten thousand years without dispersing.

Hun Ji followed behind him and said, "Sect Master, the South Sea Demon Court and the Hengshan Sect have already entered an all-out war. Shouldn't we also—"

She did not finish the rest, but her meaning was clear: shouldn't the Wuchang Ghost Sect also launch an all-out war against the Wanhua Demon Court?

Although the Wuchang Ghost Sect and the Wanhua Demon Court had previously fought back and forth, with both sides suffering heavy losses and seemingly paying a considerable price, the truth was that the Wuchang Ghost Sect had never used its full strength. It had merely dragged out the Wanhua Demon Court's defeat.

Chang Buzai asked, "Did Tianxian Dao Master really enter the Reincarnation Realm?"

"He did. Our covert agent embedded in the Reincarnation Realm sent back word that Tianxian Dao Master truly entered the depths of the Reincarnation Realm!" Hun Ji replied firmly.

Perhaps the Dragon Princess understood the history of the Reincarnation Realm better, but when it came to understanding the Reincarnation Realm as it was now, the Wuchang Ghost Sect was the true foremost authority.

In fact, the Wuchang Ghost Sect had many ties to the Reincarnation Realm. The method for cultivating Yin Soldier Blood Puppets had come from the Demon Evil of the Reincarnation Realm.

"Then let's go to war! Destroy the Wanhua Demon Court as quickly as possible. We have no time to waste on the Wanhua Demon Court!" Chang Buzai said indifferently.

He had never taken the Wanhua Demon Court seriously. Its strength was far inferior to that of the South Sea Demon Court, and it had no basis for contending with the Wuchang Ghost Sect.

The only person within the Wanhua Demon Court who made him wary was the Wanhua Demon Emperor.

But wariness was merely wariness.

Northern Wanhua Mountain Range.

Countless Yin Soldier Blood Puppets were dropped from one Bone Flying Boat after another. The terrifying army of Yin Soldier Blood Puppets surged like a black tide, swallowing one mountain peak after another and continuously spreading southward.

Soon, the Yin Soldier Army crossed the boundary between the Wuchang Ghost Sect and the Wanhua Demon Court, beginning a brutal and horrifying slaughter.

Before the nearly endless Yin Soldier Army, the Demon Race army was like a lone leaf on the Angry Sea Raging Waves. In moments, it was overturned and buried beneath the Deep Sea.

There was also the Wanhua Demon Emperor's Treant army, but unfortunately, the Wanhua Demon Emperor had not made adequate preparations. The Treants he had left in the mountains were quickly swallowed up by the Yin Soldier Army as well.

The front line kept moving south, and large numbers of members of the Demon Race fled in panic.

In just a few days, the Yin Soldier Army had advanced more than ten thousand miles south and was about to reach the mountain forest where the Demon Ruins Land lay.

Atop a towering mountain peak, the Demon Emperor gazed at the darkened Sky Vault to the north, his face so gloomy it seemed water might drip from it.

"Chang Buzai, hmph!"

He already understood that the Wuchang Ghost Sect was taking the matter seriously, and that he was about to face the Wuchang Ghost Sect's Encircle and Annihilate.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, what should we do now?" Xuan Ling asked nervously.

The Wandering White Crane Clan was truly unfortunate. Back when the Wuchang Ghost Sect attacked the Wanhua Mountain Range, the Demon Emperor had been delayed by his cultivation. This had forced Xuan Ling to lead his clansmen away from their Tribal Land and flee far from the Wanhua Mountain Range.

Later, the Wanhua Demon Emperor deployed his Treant army and blocked the Wuchang Ghost Sect, allowing Xuan Ling to bring the Wandering White Crane Clan back.

But today, he was facing the same situation again. The nearly endless Yin Soldier Army filled him with overwhelming dread.

Li Zhuo, standing nearby, furrowed her brows tightly. "There are simply too many of these Yin Soldiers!"

The Blazing Phoenix Clan was doing fairly well. Although the Wuchang Ghost Sect's large-scale attack last time had caused them considerable casualties, it had not inflicted a loss severe enough to damage them to the core.

After the Qingyuan Fox Clan went into hiding, the Blazing Phoenix Clan's position under the Wanhua Demon Emperor had also risen. Not only had they gained the Wanhua Demon Emperor's favor, they had also received a large amount of scarce resources from him, considerably increasing the strength of the Blazing Phoenix Clan.

Yet now that they were facing the Yin Soldier Army, they still felt terrified.

The Wanhua Demon Emperor lowered his eyes slightly. "Since they want to fight, then we'll fight them to the end. I'd like to see whether they have more Yin Soldiers, or whether I have more Flower Soldiers and Tree People!"

"Flower Soldiers?" Li Zhuo froze, somewhat unable to understand the meaning of the term.

But she soon understood.

What was most abundant in the Demon Ruins Land?

Not the Exquisite Jade Trees, but all kinds of Exotic Flowers and Plants.

Those flowers and plants covered the entire Demon Ruins Land. They had brilliant appearances, yet they were otherwise completely unremarkable.

Everyone who entered the Demon Ruins Land would marvel at the beauty of the sea of flowers, but no one would pay attention to the Special Quality of those flowers and plants.

The Wanhua Demon Emperor took out the Green Vein Seal, and a faint smile appeared on his demonic face.

"The Wuchang Ghost Sect has the Corpse Sea Ghost Island accumulated over ten thousand years. I, too, have the Flower Sea Forest accumulated over ten thousand years!"

Brilliant light blossomed from the Green Vein Seal in his hand. Suddenly, a burst of chattering sounds rang out from the Demon Ruins gate beneath the mountain peak.

It sounded like a flock of birds chirping, yet also like a crowd of children making a racket.

Soon, one tiny figure after another poured out of the Demon Ruins gate.

They were all only three chi tall, and they all looked like porcelain dolls.

Naive, adorable, and adorably dazed.

If there had been only one, anyone who saw them would have been unable to resist feeling affection and wanting to hug or cuddle it.

But there were simply too many of them.

They crowded and piled over one another, continuously pouring out of the gate. Their density made people's scalps prickle.

The Wanhua Demon Emperor cast a glance down the mountain, and those adorably dazed porcelain dolls surged into the mountain forest like a tide.

Dolls covered the mountains and plains. The sight was even more terrifying than mountains and plains covered in Yin Soldier Blood Puppets.

Soon, they formed a multicolored tide.

The mountain was no longer the mountain it had once been. Various gorgeous colors stained its former green lushness. Although their skin was all snow-white, the clothes on their bodies were a riot of colors.

These were the Wanhua Demon Emperor's Flower Soldiers, living beings transformed from Exotic Flowers and Plants. They did not possess great strength, but they had an almost endless number.

After half an hour, the black tide finally collided with the multicolored tide. A red porcelain doll leaped up and hugged a Blood Puppet wrapped in Xue Sha Qi. In the next moment, its legs transformed into roots, winding around the Blood Puppet and piercing into its body.

"Gigg giggle~~"

It laughed merrily. The Blood Puppet's long saber slashed down, brutally severing its arm, yet it continued to giggle, its smile as radiant as a flower.

In the next instant, the Blood Puppet chopped off its head. Its laughter still did not stop, and its roots continued rampaging inside the Blood Puppet's body.

Only when the Blood Puppet was completely wrapped in roots did its laughter finally cease. But that did not mean it was dead.

The head rolling across the ground closed its eyes and transformed into a bright flower.

As for its body—or, more precisely, its neck—a new head grew from it once more.

"Gigg giggle~~"

The laughter rang out again, blending with the laughter all around.

But in the next moment, its body was enveloped by a mass of black mist. Its laughter stopped abruptly, its vitality vanished, and it turned into a withered flower and plant.

An Yin Soldier stepped over its corpse. The Yin Sha Qi around its body ceaselessly devoured Flower Soldier after Flower Soldier, yet countless roots also wound around the Yin Soldier's body.

Slowly, the Yin Soldier fell and turned into a mass of roots, without vitality, death, or Sha Qi.

The black tide surged over, while the multicolored tide burst forth from within the black tide once more.

The entire battlefield formed a long, sharply divided line, as though neither side could cross the Thunder Pool by even a single step.

High above the Sky Vault, a lone figure stood in the air, looking down over the strange battlefield below.

"Yin Soldiers, Flower Soldiers. I never thought the Demon Emperor would have such methods!"

Su Mei murmured in a low voice, her expression complicated.

She had long since guessed at the Wanhua Demon Emperor's abilities, but she had never imagined that the Demon Emperor possessed such power, much less that he could stop the Wuchang Ghost Sect's Yin Soldier Army.

She had taken the Qingyuan Fox Clan into hiding precisely because she had no confidence in the Wanhua Demon Emperor.

Of course, she was also dissatisfied with the Wanhua Demon Emperor.

The Wanhua Demon Emperor was far too cold and indifferent.

He simply did not care about the Wanhua Demon Court, nor did he care about the members of the Demon Race under its command.

"The Struggle for Authority is merely a battle between the strong. I don't want my clansmen to die for you!" Su Mei's expression became resolute as she spoke.

The Struggle for Authority was merely a struggle among the strong. Although she could also be considered a powerhouse in her own right, she was an insignificant figure in this struggle.

If she had only herself to consider, perhaps she would have helped the Demon Emperor.

But behind her stood the entire Qingyuan Fox Clan. She could not bury the Qingyuan Fox Clan for the Demon Emperor's ambitions.

She cast another glance at the battlefield below, then turned and left.

If the war in the Southern Region was as turbulent as the Changjin River, then the war in the Wanhua Mountain Range was as calm as the surface of a lake.

Only the surface was calm. Viewed from high above, one would see merely two expanses of water in different colors. Only after drawing close would one discover the strange slaughter taking place along the boundary between them.

Moreover, this calm was not temporary. It continued day and night, year after year.

Both sides seemed truly endless. They had fought for more than two months, yet still had not decided victory or defeat. Their tides continued surging without pause.

No one could calculate how many there were.

The battlefield between the two sides merely kept rising, slowly swallowing the forests and mountain peaks until it formed a mountain ridge unlike any that had existed before.

How many Yin Soldier Blood Puppets did the Wuchang Ghost Sect have?

Even the Wuchang Ghost Sect itself did not know.

They simply transported ship after ship of Yin Soldier Blood Puppets to the Wanhua Mountain Range.

How many flowers and plants were there in the Demon Ruins Land?

The Wanhua Demon Emperor did not know either.

Over ten thousand years, he had scattered countless seeds throughout the Demon Ruins Land.

Longevity Palace.

Yang Zhengshan still sat before the door of the Quiet Room. Of course, he was not merely sitting around—he was cultivating as well.

Core Formation required a long time. Even for someone fast, it took three to five years, while taking twenty or thirty years was not unusual for someone slower.

There was no danger within the Immortal Palace. Yang Zhengshan simply felt uneasy, so he stayed here to accompany Yu Qingyi.

That did not mean he knew nothing about what was happening outside.

He had already received news of the war in the Southern Region and the war in the Wanhua Mountain Range.

But neither had anything to do with him, nor had either affected the development of the Spirit Source Land, so he had not paid much attention.

Xuan Zhen, on the other hand, was extremely interested in the war within the Wanhua Mountain Range.

As it happened, Xuan Zhen had returned from the Wanhua Mountain Range once again.

The faint sound of footsteps awakened Yang Zhengshan. He opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them.

That sharpness vanished in an instant, but it still startled Xuan Zhen.

"I'm telling you, could you stop being so tense? That look in your eyes is really frightening!" Xuan Zhen said, still shaken.

In the past, he had never felt any fear toward Yang Zhengshan. Yet over the Recent Years, he had unconsciously sensed immense pressure from Yang Zhengshan, and that pressure sometimes made him feel panicked and afraid.

"Didn't I say not to come looking for me if nothing was wrong?" Yang Zhengshan said flatly, ignoring the complaint.

"Uh, something is wrong!"

"What is it?"

"The war in the Wanhua Mountain Range!"

"I know. It has no effect on us."

"It's not about whether it affects us. The scene is simply too shocking!" Xuan Zhen's expression was somewhat strange.

"The Flower Soldiers?" Yang Zhengshan also knew that the Wanhua Demon Emperor had created another kind of Flower Soldier.

Xuan Zhen nodded, then shook his head. "Their numbers are simply astonishing!"

"The war between the two sides has already lasted three months. In these three months, I estimate that they've already expended more than a hundred million Yin Soldier Blood Puppets and Flower Soldier Tree People!"

"More than a hundred million! Can you imagine it? Their corpses have completely buried the mountains!"

Yang Zhengshan remained indifferent. "So?"

Whether Yin Soldiers or Tree People, their strength was only equivalent to that of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. They were even inferior to Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivators, with the strongest being no more than equivalent to a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator.

The Blood Puppets and Flower Soldiers were even weaker, roughly equivalent to Golden Body Realm Martial Artists. Some were even weaker than Golden Body Realm Martial Artists.

No matter how numerous such existences were, they could not threaten Yang Zhengshan.

In fact, neither the Wuchang Ghost Sect nor the Wanhua Demon Emperor took these existences seriously. Otherwise, they would not have continued exhausting their forces like this without the slightest intention of stopping.

"Should we speed up the cultivation of the Divine Generals?" Xuan Zhen looked at Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a moment, then said, "You can. Make the arrangements as you see fit."

The Divine Generals were likewise of little use to him. Although he had cultivated them in the past to resist the Wuchang Ghost Sect's Yin Soldier Army, his cultivation at that time had only been at the Golden Core Mid Stage. Now, he was already Half-step Entering Dao.

Of course, that was not to say the Divine Generals were useless.

Just because they were useless to Yang Zhengshan did not mean they were useless to the Spirit Source Land.

Divine Generals were the finest soldiers. They were loyal, steadfast, and honest—the finest guards of the Life Realm Immortal Palace.