My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

"The Five Realms will survive, and the entire world will be under the shadow of the demons."

"If the Five Realms fall, everyone will be doomed, including me, you and Mr. Han, and everything I care about!"

Jiang Daoxuan didn't say anything, but just looked at Wang Yiyun quietly.

Wang Yiyun took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"I'm not a brave person, and I might even say I'm afraid of death. But compared to all that, I'm more afraid of the world being destroyed."

"So, please allow me to accompany you to the Eastern Region."

"Although my combat power is average and my training is mainly focused on escape techniques, I can refine pills, heal the wounded on the battlefield, and prolong the lives of those cultivators fighting desperately!"

“Maybe what I do is very small, but this is what I can do and what I am willing to do!”

Lan Ting also nodded: "I will go with the master."

"Master, if I save someone, I will protect him. This way, you can rest assured."

Jiang Daoxuan's gaze lingered between the two of them.

After a while, he smiled softly.

"You kid, you finally look presentable."

"It turns out that you are not completely useless..."

Wang Yiyun was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "Senior, are you praising me or insulting me?"

Jiang Daoxuan's smile deepened slightly: "Just try to understand it in your own smart way."

Having said that, I also feel a little more respect in my heart.

After all, through these three years of getting along, he knew clearly that Wang Yiyun was a person who was always afraid of death and liked to evade responsibility.

But at this moment, he was able to stand up in the face of major issues. This courage is truly rare.

"In that case, follow me to the Eastern Region."

"But I want to remind you that the battlefield is no small matter and full of dangers. If you have any regrets, it's not too late now."

At this moment, Wang Yiyun's gaze had never been so firm.

He nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "No regrets!"

Lan Ting waved his fist. "Humph! It's time to let those ugly demons know how powerful Master Lan Ting is!"

Jiang Daoxuan smiled faintly.

He immediately turned around and said casually, "Let's go. Let's go to the war in the Eastern Region together."

..........

Shortly after.

Jiang Daoxuan, Wang Yiyun and Lan Ting finally arrived at the main city of the East Region.

This city is the center of the Eastern Region's defense line. It is magnificent, with towering walls and is covered with various powerful defensive formations.

The streets were crowded with people, but everyone's expression was a little heavy.

The smell of war is overwhelming.

"Greetings, Senior Tongtian."

A guard stood respectfully behind Jiang Daoxuan.

Jiang Daoxuan retracted his gaze and casually asked, "What's the current situation on the battle front?"

The general clasped his fists and said, "Senior, the battle lines are tense right now. Fights of varying degrees have broken out across the Eastern Region battlefields from south to north."

"The most serious of these is undoubtedly Stream Shadow City."

"After being conquered by the demons, the city has become one of their strongholds."

"And in that stronghold, the demons are constantly gathering, and there may be plans for a large-scale invasion."

Jiang Daoxuan's eyes narrowed. "Liuying City... That's perfect. I'll practice there."

He turned slightly, ready to leave.

The guard was startled and hurried forward, asking, "Senior, do you need to bring an elite force with you to be on the safe side?"

Jiang Daoxuan glanced at him calmly and said, "No need to do that. I am enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from everyone's sight, as fast as a streak of golden light.

The defending commander and the generals present looked at each other, and then showed admiration.

"Is this the Tongtian Taoist who can discuss Taoism with Your Majesty? He is indeed as domineering as the rumors say."

"With such a powerful person in charge, I believe our Eastern Region battlefield will be able to withstand the demon clan's offensive and even fight back!"

"With this Senior Tongtian here, the pressure on the Eastern Region battlefield may really be alleviated..."

For a moment, everyone felt at ease, their eyes filled with awe and hope.

For them, Tongtian Taoist is the stabilizer of the entire Eastern Region!

On the other side, Wang Yiyun has already joined the ranks of alchemists.

He changed his previous frivolous and casual attitude and focused on refining pills to provide logistical support for the monks who were about to join the battle.

Lan Ting beside him also seemed particularly active, delivering supplies to the alchemist team and driving away idlers, and he was very busy.

..........

Streaming City.

The once bustling streets are now in ruins.

There were bloodstains among the broken walls.

The air was filled with a sickening smell of blood.

In the center of the ruins, several twisted and hideous demons gathered together, laughing wildly.

Their skin was gray and black, their eyes were bloodshot, and their smiles were distorted and terrifying.

At this time, a demon stomped hard on a seriously injured human cultivator, crushing his chest with his claws, and sneered, "Tsk tsk, the bones of the human race are really hard. Listen to the sound of them breaking, how pleasant it is."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon next to him stepped forward, lifted the chin of a female cultivator, and flashed an evil light in his eyes: "Hey, still want to resist? Struggle a little longer, maybe I will be more 'gentle' to you."

The surrounding demons laughed loudly upon hearing this.

That laughter was full of cruelty and contempt.

"A mere human race is worthy of resistance?"

A demon general who was comparable to a Saint King approached, picked up the dying young monk, and looked at him with contempt.

He swung his hand violently, throwing the monk to the ground like a rag.

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

The young monk gasped in pain, but his eyes were full of anger and indomitable spirit.

Soon, he gritted his teeth, raised his head from the blood, and said hoarsely: "You...one day...you will pay the price for this!"

"Price?" The demon general grinned, baring his fangs. "How dare you, a lowly insect, talk about price?"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped down and blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

The demons laughed loudly, brandished their sharp claws, and manipulated the powerless monks like toys.

The screams were continuous and made people's hair stand on end.

At this moment, a demon roared, and the demonic energy condensed into a blade. With a light swing, the heads of several rebels flew off, and blood splattered like a fountain, covering the ruins!

But despite this, there are still monks who stand up.

An elderly monk's hands were shaking, but his eyes were burning with an unyielding fire.

He glared at the demons, his voice old but firm: "Even if we die, we will never be enslaved by you demon beasts!"

Before he could finish his words, a demon came forward with a sinister grin, grabbed his neck, twisted it hard, and blood splattered everywhere!

At this moment, a cold laugh was heard.

A "human" in a black robe stepped out.

His skin was gray and his eyes shone with a devilish red light. He was obviously a "half-demon" who was watered by devil's blood.

At this moment, he slowly approached a former fellow disciple - a seriously injured middle-aged monk.

The other person was lying in a pool of blood, unable to move, his eyes full of grief and anger.

"You've fallen into this state, Sun Zhuo... I really misjudged you."

"Wrong? Hahaha, it's obvious that you were wrong from the beginning." The half-demon Sun Zhuo slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the middle-aged monk's face, his tone full of sarcasm.