Setting Out; Battle on the Two Races' Defensive Line
"The appearance of Demon Commander? Not bad."
When Jiang Lingxian excitedly returned home and told his daughter about the results of the Evil Spirit Festival talent test, he was indeed greeted with adoring gazes from his two adorable daughters, who were completely absorbed in praising him with repeated "Brother is so amazing!" However, Xiao Han's subsequent comments left Jiang Lingxian astonished.
"This is the best that can happen in a small place."
Good?
This is Demon Commander! Even the all-powerful city lord of Qi Ling City is only barely at the Demon General level. In front of Demon Commander, he's just an ant that can be wiped out with a wave of his hand. His greatest dream was once nothing more than to become Demon General. However, Jiang Lingxian. Given the unfathomable strength of his senior, it's understandable that he looks down on the Demon Commander's level.
But even now, he dares not imagine surpassing the level of the Demon Commander.
Xiao Han knew that Jiang Lingxian was not very confident at the moment, so he said no more, and that the facts would speak for themselves in the future.
After the incident involving the Demon Commander, Jiang Lingxian attracted considerable attention in the city. Even the City Lord's Mansion sent people to invite Jiang Lingxian over. The city lord, who had always regarded the Evil Spirit Race as pigs, also showed goodwill and gave him some pills to aid his cultivation.
Jiang Lingxian's leisurely life was shattered after only a few days by a messenger.
"Jiang Lingxian, Commander-level Candidate, must assemble at the City Lord's Mansion's training ground at noon tomorrow. No delays are permitted!"
After delivering the message curtly, the messenger disappeared from Jiang Lingxian's sight. The latter was now holding a Scroll in his hands, on which was written down the contents of the message just delivered by the messenger.
"It seems the real Evil Spirit Festival is just around the corner!"
Xiao Han revealed himself beside Jiang Lingxian, his tone finally becoming somewhat serious.
"Kid, you'd better think this through. Even I can't easily get involved in the Evil Spirit Secret Realm. Dying there would be the end of everything."
According to the information Xiao Han extracted from the mind of the Qi Ling City, the Evil Spirit Secret Realm is the true venue for the selection of Evil Spirit Festival through a joint effort by a group of Extraterrestrial Evil race. It is similar to the Spiritual Road of the Five Great Academies in the Great Thousand World. No Treasure Pill can be used inside, Evil Qi is forbidden. It is all about being completely natural. Life and death are irrelevant inside, and there is only endless devouring and killing. It is like raising Gu poison to select those with both talent and good fortune within the Evil Spirit Race.
It was precisely because of the unique nature of the Evil Spirit Secret Realm that Xiao Han did not believe he could bypass Evil Spirit Secret Realm guard and silently ensure Jiang Lingxian's safety within the realm. If he made a move and attracted the attention of the true powerhouses of the Evil Clan, he might be able to escape using the Great Concealment Divine Art, but Jiang Lingxian and her brother would be in grave danger.
As for letting Jiang Lingxian survive from the Evil Spirit Secret Realm on his own first --
Commander-level Candidate —that's Jiang Lingxian's talent level.
Judging from the distribution of the levels of participants in the Evil Spirit Festival, the talents of the participants in the Evil Spirit Secret Realm, from low to high, are: Soldier, Advisor, General, Commander, King, Emperor, and Emperor -Emperor-level, which is almost exclusively born in the Evil Spirit Royal Family. The Marshal-level talent is outstanding in Qi Ling City, but only above average in the entire Evil Spirit Race. Even though Jiang Lingxian's physical strength as Body Refiner has a certain advantage, it is indeed difficult to have any optimistic expectations for him to have the last laugh in the perilous secret realm.
Xiao Han always prepared for the worst in situations where luck played a huge role.
However, in response to Xiao Han's advice, Jiang Lingxian simply patted her younger sister's head, who was clutching her sleeve.
Give the other person a reassuring look in your eyes, and say without hesitation:
"Please look after Little Rain for a while, senior. I will definitely return in three years."
Noticing Jiang Lingxian's determined gaze, Xiao Han felt a sense of relief but couldn't help but sigh, saying:
"Since that's the case, I won't say anything more. I'll take good care of the girl while you're away."
Besides--
Hold out your hand.
Jiang Lingxian reached out his hand in confusion, palm facing up.
Xiao Han flicked his sleeve slightly, and a Hexagonal Ice Crystal slowly merged into Jiang Lingxian's palm. The latter only felt a cool sensation and then felt nothing more. He stared in surprise at the scene before him. Xiao Han did not answer the question, but instead said in a riddle-like manner:
"Keep a backup plan; hopefully, we won't need it."
After a slight hesitation, he added:
"If it really comes in handy, be sure to observe your surroundings and adapt accordingly."
Jiang Lingxian, filled with unwavering resolve for the future, while Xiao Han looked down at the little girl and smiled:
"You've been my apprentice for so long, it's time you learned some of the true teachings of our school."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingyu's eyes lit up instantly.
"Really? Teacher!"
As the strongest person the siblings had ever met in all these years, being accepted as a disciple by Xiao Han was the greatest stroke of luck in Jiang Lingyu's heart. Her experiences over the years had made her deeply aware of the importance of strength. Unfortunately, she had almost exhausted all her strength just to survive, let alone step into the threshold of cultivation. After being accepted as a disciple, she had been in a state of recuperation. Now, upon suddenly hearing the news, she was overjoyed and full of expectations for the future.
"Cultivation is very arduous, can you persevere?"
Xiao Han laughed, but when he looked down, he saw a small head pecking at rice like a chick.
"Alright! Since that's the case, let's not delay. I'll start teaching you cultivation today." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Han waved his hand and set up a barrier around the room to conceal his presence.
"Now let's learn about the precautions for cultivation--"
"First, if you want to cultivate, you must become familiar with the meridians in your body—then—"
Before explaining, Xiao Han had thoroughly examined Jiang Lingyu's physical condition. Fortunately, the Evil Spirit Race possessed a unique physique; aside from being able to adapt to both Demonic Qi and Spiritual Power, most of their characteristics were identical to those of the Great Human Race, and the distribution of their meridians was nearly identical. Therefore, guiding their cultivation was not difficult. While the two groups of Xiao Han temporarily lived a semi-secluded life teaching disciples in the Extraterrestrial Evil race, on the other side, in the Great Thousand World, the Langya Heavenly Palace and the outer defense line of the Extraterrestrial Evil race...
In a small battlefield, more than ten Extraterrestrial Evil race stared solemnly at a young couple before them.
The situation was very clear: the man and woman were disciples of the Langya Heavenly Palace, surrounded by these Extraterrestrial Evil race, and looked extremely dangerous.
However, by simply observing the dozen or so corpses of the Extraterrestrial Evil race lying haphazardly around them and the expressions of the survivors, one can gain a certain understanding of who belongs to the dominant side.
At this moment, the Demon Commander, the leader of the Extraterrestrial Evil race squad, wondered if he had forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home. How could he be so unlucky as to encounter the infamous assassin duo of the Extraterrestrial Evil race on such a vast battlefield?
As a group of young powerhouses who emerged after that earth-shattering battle, although the Extraterrestrial Evil race did not know the other party's name, they had a full understanding of the characteristics of the two, which also allowed this Evil Clan team to personally experience what a dream demon is.
A team of twenty! All of them were powerful Demon Marshal-level generals, including five peak Demon Commander comparable to the Upper Earthly Supreme of the Great Thousand World, plus him, King-level being comparable to the Great Perfection Earthly Supreme of the Great Thousand World. They were an absolutely elite team in the entire defense line of the two races, but they encountered these two killing stars. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a third of them were lost, and the rest were all injured!
All of this can be attributed to the two killing machines on the other side.
A seemingly gentle and quiet Poison Woman, her methods chilled even the bloodthirsty and murderous Extraterrestrial Evil race. Surrounded by a grayish-white poisonous aura, she appeared more sinister than these genuine Extraterrestrial Evil race. Although she carried no weapons, in the previous battle, all the Evil Clan tainted by her poisonous aura didn't even last ten breaths before being reduced to dust, watching helplessly as they turned into pools of blood and died in despair.
He did try to stop this cleansing operation; he joined forces with several Demon Commander to try, but the results weren't very good.
The man beside him was no pushover either. Wielding an Ice Longsword and protected by Ice Armor, he was both tough and powerful, always pulling off life-or-death maneuvers that left every opponent in grave danger, breaking out in a cold sweat. He single-handedly held off their attacks, and one unlucky weakling even suffered a fatal blow from the man's ice sword.
The surviving Evil Clan King watched the two men's movements with apprehension. His gaze quickly swept over the Ice Longsword in the man's hand. For some reason, the domineering, icy aura revealed in the man's every move reminded him somewhat of the Langya Palace Master. However, compared to the latter's ability to change the world, the latter seemed somewhat immature. But even this weak power was an absolute crisis for them.
Given the current battle situation, if it truly comes to a fight to the death, the side with the greater numbers might not fare well. The Evil Clan King pondered their unfavorable situation, carefully choosing his tone, and said in a deep voice:
"Gentlemen, we have made a mistake today and admit defeat."
"But we still have one King-level expert and more than ten Demon Marshal-level experts left. Our main force is still intact. If we continue to fight, the two of us will be outnumbered and outmatched. It is still uncertain who will emerge victorious."
"How about we cease hostilities, withdraw, and fight again another day?"
To demonstrate their strength and threat, the Evil Clan Squad Leader waved his hand, and his subordinates behind him understood and raised their weapons, their auras rising and fluctuating wildly. Clearly, they were about to unleash some Secret Method with severe side effects. Obviously, the combat power of the two opponents had left a deep impression on them. If they could live, no one wanted to die. Now they could only pray that the other side didn't want a fight to the death, otherwise they could only leave their fate to fate.
Now that things have come to this, mutual retreat is the best option, and I doubt anyone would refuse.
As the Evil Clan King was thinking this, his pupils suddenly contracted. He saw the man opposite him raise his longsword vertically, the blade pointing to the sky. At the same time, endless gray-white mist surged around the terrifying Poison Woman, and her indifferent voice, chilling to the bone, rang out almost simultaneously.
"Ice Killing Realm!"
"The Heavenly Poison Domain!"