An Aberration at the Western Territory Border

Western Territory border, Demon-Suppressing Main Pass.

The air was thick with an indelible stench of blood, mingled with the smell of windblown sand and dust, silently recounting the brutality of the fierce battles that had raged here for days.

The enormous fortress had been built against the mountains, its walls covered in mottled scars left by spell bombardments and the rending of claws.

The defensive formation, flowing with spiritual light, flickered erratically. It was clearly burdened to its utmost limit.

The central command tent was steeped in Killing Intent.

Cheng Xian, the commander-in-chief guarding the Western Territory, wore a half-worn suit of light armor over scholarly robes. His face was lean and refined, carrying the air of a learned man, yet an unmelting weariness had gathered between his brows.

Across from him sat a female general of slight stature but overwhelming presence, her posture perfectly straight.

She was Li Yuyao, the Immortal Realm martial arts supreme who had just led the Northern Territory's elite reinforcements here.

Her features were pure and delicate, but her almond-shaped eyes shone with startling brilliance. Cold, dark armor encased her petite frame, perfectly concealing her distinctly full curves as it glinted with an icy sheen in the firelight.

"General Cheng." Li Yuyao's voice was crisp, carrying heartfelt admiration.

"Alone, you held back the repeated assaults of four Demon Race supremes and forcibly nailed the battle line outside the pass. That is no small feat! I've gained a little more respect for you!"

Among the four generals guarding Great Sheng, Cheng Xian's frontal combat prowess was not particularly outstanding. He had merely been stationed here because his methods were profound and mysterious.

The Western Territory had originally been a border rarely attacked by the Demon Court. Now that four Demon Race supremes had appeared at once,