Chapter 671: Military Legion Crossing the Border

Author: Sānjiǔ YīnyùWord Count: 1260

"He succeeded!"

On the desolate, muddy road, many Twilight Society members watched the embroidered realm descend from the sky, their expressions a mix of surprise. Plum Blossom 8, feeling the surge of spiritual power within him, showed reverence and joy in his eyes.

"I can't believe we've witnessed the birth of a demigod firsthand this time.""...Indeed, this is truly rare.""If he fights Lord Wuji, who will win?""To my knowledge, battles between demigods are extremely rare, let alone a fight between one of the Nine Lords and a Divine Path demigod," Bai Ye mused. "Theoretically, they are of the same rank, and their combat power is comparable.""But Lord Wuji isn't at his full power right now, is he?""Hmm, but the Chief is probably also..." Bai Ye paused, not finishing his sentence. "In any case, it's really hard to say who would win between the two of them."

"Speaking of which, the demigod battle has already begun, so why haven't our Twilight Society executives arrived yet?" Jian Changsheng asked, puzzled. "Last time in the Aurora Realm, wasn't Plum Blossom there to stabilize things? Surely, they're not expecting just a few of us to complete the Nine Lords retrieval this time?"The others exchanged glances, feeling equally perplexed."Perhaps the executives have made other arrangements?""Let the executives worry about those things... Let's find somewhere to settle down first."

"Chen Ling? Chen Ling?"Chu Muyun's call startled Chen Ling awake.At that moment, Chen Ling hadn't fully disengaged from Yao Qing's perspective. He had just personally experienced the entire process of ascension and witnessed the earth-shattering battle between Yao Qing and Lord Wuji... But perhaps due to the Fourth Wall, he hadn't empathized with it and hadn't felt Yao Qing's emotional changes. From start to finish, he had merely been an observing "audience member."Even so, the shock of personally experiencing the ascension to godhood left him unsettled for a long time."...I'm fine. Let's go," Chen Ling said, trying his best to ignore the chaotic divine battle as he continued walking forward with the others.

Not long after the group continued along the muddy road, the ground began to tremble slightly!*Hummmmm—!*Chen Ling's expression changed. He instinctively looked in a certain direction; judging by the intensity of the ground's trembling, a large group of something was approaching."Hide!"Plum Blossom immediately took off his magic hat and, with a gentle wave, the group vanished into thin air, leaving only the hat floating alone to the ground.*Hummmmm—!!!*The ground trembled more intensely, and dust billowed up in the distance.A strange, humanoid silver legion trampled through withered forests and villages, sweeping across the land like an unstoppable silver tide.As they moved, numerous bloody footprints were left on the ground. Most of their bodies were streaked with crimson blood, or adorned with severed intestines and blood clots. These, of course, were not their own... but rather traces of the frantic slaughter they had carried out on their way here.The moment they appeared, a thick, bloody stench permeated the air; it was impossible to tell how many people they must have killed to create such an effect.These eyeless silver monsters seemed to perceive their surroundings. Their long, smooth "heads" swept across the area, and after detecting no signs of life, they rumbled and dispersed, continuing their search in all directions.The black magic hat lay upside down on the ground, and amidst the dusty chaos, it was repeatedly trampled by several of the silver monsters, becoming crumpled and tattered.

The silver legion gradually moved away. After an unknown period, the black magic hat began to tremble slightly.Chen Ling, Chu Muyun, Heart 9, and others successively jumped out. Finally, Plum Blossom reappeared, picking up the tattered, blood-stained hat from the ground, his face so grim it looked like it could drip water."...That was my favorite hat," he muttered through gritted teeth."It's alright, you can still use it after a wash," Jian Changsheng said, patting his shoulder in comfort.

"It seems Lord Wuji isn't confident he can defeat the Chief... so he's prepared a contingency," Diamond 10 mused. "He wants to collect enough souls quickly to refine more Philosopher's Stones?""That must be it. Without the Philosopher's Stones, he can't unleash his full power. On the surface, the Chief is holding back Lord Wuji, but Lord Wuji is also stalling the Chief...""These silver monsters, though not high-ranked, are extremely numerous and fast. They truly are the ideal harvesting machines."

As the others conversed, Chen Ling noticed that Plum Blossom 8 was the only one not participating.He frowned, looking at the bloody footprints left by the silver legion, his gaze slowly following the direction from which they had come...There, the outline of a devastated village appeared.Plum Blossom 8 unconsciously started moving his legs, walking towards it.Ink-like clouds swirled in the sky, and a fine drizzle swept across the land. Chen Ling watched Plum Blossom 8's retreating figure, hesitated for a moment, then followed him.

As they continued along the muddy road, the bloody trails grew thicker, and countless footprints spread across the ground like a tangled web.As the two moved forward, certain things gradually came into view.Mutilated bodies lay haphazardly in the mud, and over a dozen severed heads, expressions of terror and despair frozen on them, were scattered in pools of blood. Blood-soaked hair matted into clumps, swaying stiffly with the falling drizzle, and a thick, putrid smell of blood, like a venomous snake, suddenly pierced their nostrils!Most of the people on the ground were dressed in common townspeople's clothes, rough cloth garments, some even carrying bundles, appearing like refugees fleeing from a distant village... There were old and young, and even infants still in swaddling clothes. However, the infant's body was also cut in two, like a bloody cocoon severed on the ground.

Chen Ling's brows furrowed deeply.His gaze swept over the messy bloody footprints on the ground. From the tracks, it seemed this group of refugees had encountered the silver legion, which had marched in from the border, while trying to escape. Approximately twelve family members, old and young, were slaughtered without any chance to resist, with not even a few managing to flee a few steps.Looking further ahead, a charred village stood amidst the wasteland, as if it had just endured a massive fire that mercilessly consumed everything.Plum Blossom 8 stared blankly at the scene, his face gradually turning pale. He seemed to have recalled some unpleasant memory, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably...

"...Plum Blossom 8?" Chen Ling noticed his unusual behavior and softly called out.Plum Blossom 8 seemed not to hear his voice; he simply stood there like a statue. A few withered yellow leaves swirled in the breeze, guiding his gaze, which drifted towards the edge of the charred village.Plum Blossom 8 seemed to have found something; his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed. He stiffly took a step and walked towards it...It looked like the ruins of a collapsed courtyard.In the ruins, almost no intact objects were visible; everything had been burned black in the fire. Plum Blossom 8 arrived in front of a section of a chaotic broken wall and began moving rubble away, piece by piece, with his hands...In the misty drizzle, the desiccated body of a little girl appeared before his eyes.