Purifying a group of Dragonman souls allowed you to gain a lot of intelligence.
For instance, the Dragonman Sixth Expeditionary Army had a total of two hundred thousand troops.
It didn't sound like much.
But these two hundred thousand were all elites. Their cultivation realms were all above the Fourth Realm, and their will to fight and martial spirit were top-notch.
Furthermore, they had an innumerable army of Five Elements Demon Spirits, an army of exotic beasts captured from other worlds and controlled by Dragonman technology, as well as many large-scale destructive spiritual artifacts.
In addition, these "engineers" were constantly building bizarre facilities that favored the Dragonman race's warfare.
You could tell.
The Dragonman race did not rely on their lower-class tribesmen to fight realm wars.
They didn't have many people participating in the war; they mainly relied on "technology" and top-tier combatants above the Martial King realm.
These two hundred thousand people were not meant to go to the battlefield and slaughter enemies personally, but to control the demon spirit army, exotic beast army, destructive spiritual artifacts, bizarre facilities, and so on.
If every realm war had to be filled with the lives of the lower-class tribesmen, the birth rate in the Dragonman race's rear would not be able to keep up with the death rate on the front lines.
"Terrifyingly professional."
When it came to realm wars, the Dragonman race remained as authoritative as ever.
Afterward, you casually destroyed the Demon Sealing Net in the area, let Black Wind rest in the Cauldron Realm, and flew through the air toward the Holy Land to assist the people of the three great Holy Lands in their retreat.
The entire Dragonman army could fly, so their marching speed was extremely fast.
Moreover, you learned from those "engineers" that their actual marching speed was even faster than you had imagined.
There was a subspecies within the Dragonman race known as the Swiftwing species.
This type of Dragonman was born with an extremely high flight speed. After cultivation, they could be as fast as lightning, even faster than Martial Kings and Martial Saints!
However, the Swiftwing species was very fragile, and their souls could only avoid being taken away by the Underworld after death; they could not directly swap bodies with their kin.
The Swiftwing species usually had two functions.
The first was acting as vanguard scouts, similar to light cavalry scouts among mortals.
The second was acting as engineers, just like the group of Dragonmen from earlier.
Utilizing their extremely high flight speed, they would lead the main army, releasing "Windriding Seeds" into the space as they flew.
These colorful seeds would float in mid-air and not disperse for a short time, forming an aerial path that looked exactly like a rainbow.
Any living creature on the Windriding Seeds would become light, as if wind was supporting them beneath their feet. Not only could they fly faster, but it also saved their energy.
The Dragonman army used this to achieve an extremely high marching speed. Even with a large number of people, they remained orderly and advanced at full speed, preventing the enemy from waiting at their leisure to attack a fatigued army.
"In that case, I'll hitch a ride with you guys!"
You used the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gathering, scattering a large number of soul bodies to search in all directions for that "rainbow road."
It didn't take long to find it.
Flying on the rainbow road, you felt both light and relaxed, as if a force was pushing you from behind, helping you accelerate.
"The Dragonman race sure has a lot of good stuff..."
Following this rainbow road, you pursued them all the way.
However, a few days later, a tall Dragonman figure blocked the middle of the rainbow road.
"Ninth-Grade Earth Sovereign! Canxing! Here to seek guidance!"
Without a doubt, that Tenth-Grade Earth Sovereign who cursed a lot must have returned to the main army after escaping and reported your situation.
With Canxing blocking the way, you were forced to fight.
This battle was not as easy.
Canxing might not know what Heartsteel was, but he knew your characteristics from Qingtai, so he didn't bring a single subordinate.
After you released the Water Demon Spirit, he prioritized destroying it.
Fortunately, this only made the stacks of Heartsteel accumulate slower; it didn't mean they couldn't be stacked at all.
Moreover, you were still the absolute bane of alien races, possessing premium damage multipliers like the Qilin Arm and the Serious Punch, combined with top-tier martial arts that had reached the apex of returning to true simplicity, as well as a host of immortal artifacts.
In a one-on-one duel, a Ninth-Grade Earth Sovereign was still not enough.
"Truly impressive! Hahaha! It's been a long time since I've met an opponent who excites me. As expected of the once-glorious Human Realm, it is much stronger than those miscellaneous planes out there! Now, witness my ultimate killing move! Nine Heavens Thunder Dragon Horn Strike!!"
Lightning flashed on Canxing's dragon horns, the surrounding air crackled, and the terrifying pressure made the ocean roar.
Canxing turned into a bolt of lightning and fled into the distance at extreme speed.
You, who had already prepared to take the attack, stood frozen in place.
"What the f*ck!!!"
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner mocked you.
"Buddy! They're playing you! Hahaha!"
A few days later, you met another person blocking the way.
This time it was an Eighth-Grade Earth Sovereign, Duanqiao.
It was still a one-on-one, and you won.
This time you were prepared in advance. You had a bunch of immortal artifacts ready nearby, determined to catch him when he tried to run away.
Unfortunately, from the Tenth-Grade to the Eighth-Grade, the combat power of these Earth Sovereigns was constantly increasing.
Catching an Eighth-Grade Earth Sovereign who was dead set on escaping required a bit of luck, and you almost succeeded.
The Dragonman race was intentionally blocking the way to stop you from supporting the Holy Land.
"They seem to know that I'm different from the others."
This wasn't surprising.
Decades ago, you had already been targeted by them.
Now they had probably confirmed your identity.
Knowing that you were a tough nut to crack, they were stalling you for now.
And so, although you wanted to catch up with the Dragonman army, you were delayed for days due to the Earth Sovereigns' war of attrition.
By the time you arrived at the Xiaoyao Holy Land, all you saw were ruined walls and debris.
Those familiar islands had almost all sunk.
Corpses floated on the surface of the sea—humans, Dragonmen, and the otherworldly war beasts brought by the Dragonman race.
Countless fragments of armor and weapons were drifting with the current.
In the sky, a fading rainbow road led straight toward the continent, indicating that this Dragonman army was continuing its advance toward the mainland.
"Why hasn't God Xiaoyao contacted me? He should at least report the enemy's progress..."
During this time, Shen Qingshan did contact you.
He told you that the Star Domain was under heavy attack by the Dragonman army.
The spatial-earth barrier combined with the ice-sealing array should have been extremely difficult to breach.
However, the enemy didn't even deploy Heaven Sovereigns or Earth Sovereigns; they just blasted it open using some strange cannons.
Both sides engaged in a tug-of-war at this breach.
The ones directly fighting the Shen family were not the Dragonman race, but the bizarrely shaped otherworldly giant beasts they controlled.
Right at this moment, the Xiaoyao Token rang.
"God Xiaoyao?"
"No, I am Shangguan Yingtai!"
Shangguan Yingtai, the Holy Lord of the Mountains and Seas Holy Land. She was a female Holy Lord with a cultivation at the peak of the Martial Saint realm. It was said that she was only one step away from the Martial God realm, effectively making her a Half-step Martial God.
"Has the Dragonman army arrived?"
["Yes! Our Shanhai and Cangqiong factions have joined forces! We were just about to head to the Great Wasteland to rendezvous with the Yao race, but the Dragonkin have caught up to us! We are currently engaged in battle!"]
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