The many Demon Race soldiers looked at the Tree-Horn King, a faint unease rising in their hearts.
The army continued onward, and their unease became reality.
Totem pillars were strapped to the backs of pack beasts. Every few dozen breaths, they emitted a faint red glow that swept away all venomous insects and poisons.
The Middle Rank and Upper Rank demons showed no change in expression, but the Lower Rank and Unranked demons felt as though massive boulders weighed upon their hearts.
Totem Light did indeed possess the power to dispel poison, but it came with severe side effects.
After marching for a day, they could very likely lose another three to five years of their lifespan.
Combined with the previous losses, once their lifespan loss exceeded ten years, visible aging would inevitably appear on their bodies.
"General, morale is somewhat low," the Ape Race general said softly.
The Tree-Horn King said, "For the greater cause, what does a little sacrifice matter?"
The Ape Race general said, "These are all elites of our race. Once they lose more than ten years of lifespan, they will no longer be able to reproduce. Even if they have offspring, the young will be exceptionally frail. This battle is equivalent to costing our race tens of millions of sons and daughters decades from now..."
"Enough! So long as we defeat the Human Race and occupy this world, how could my Demon Race merely multiply by tens of millions or hundreds of millions? Do not weep and whine like children. To bleed for this king is their honor! Pass down the order: kill Li Qingxian, and the entire army shall be richly rewarded. If you happen to breach a city along the way, do as you please."
The order spread. Before long, demons throughout the