Several more days passed, and it was now late May.
After stopping at the forward camp to make arrangements, the various factions that had arrived here immediately dispatched their legions to their agreed defensive positions.
In truth, this was a contest for the lands that produced Lingzhi Spirits.
The surface of the Zhilin World held many spirit essence blessed lands suited to rearing treasure lingzhi, and even immortal lingzhi. These were lands every faction had to contend for.
Naturally, the Night King's Mian Mountain Sacred Palace also had its own share of the interests in this world.
He was a founding elder of the Alliance, an important member who held one-ninth ownership of the Star Map. Moreover, he had been allowed to study the Demon God Nine Transformations, and his cultivation and strength had grown ever more profound. He had long since surpassed ordinary sect titans to become one of the foremost experts of the Spirit-Taming World. These were benefits he deserved to enjoy.
Yet even a titan such as him could only secure those benefits through his own strength.
The Alliance had drawn up rules for dividing this world, assigning each faction its own campaign territory and targets it could seize, and requiring them to send their own troops to conquer and defend them.
But the subordinates of the Mian Mountain Sacred Palace would handle these matters. Ning Lin and Ye Tong did not accompany them, instead heading elsewhere.
Their destination on this journey was the underground world where the Earth Demons lived!
On May twenty-second, inside a lava cavern hundreds of feet wide that resembled an enormous passageway, Ye Tianming sat leaning against a huge boulder. The fluorescence emitted by the many wild mushrooms and strange plants shaped like little cotton balls around the cavern walls shone