I was forced to leave the world of immortal cultivation after being transformed into a loser.

Feeling the dungeon's barrier, he looked at the time. After the last group of patrols came over, he knew that no more patrols would come in for the next two hours.

He took out his magical tool, the Mountain Mover, and saw a flash of golden light on the dungeon's barrier. The prison door loosened and slowly opened. Hanxu stood up and strode out of the cage.

Yishan opened a special passage for him, leading directly to the demon camp. After leaving the cell door, he would most likely escape successfully.

But he still had some attachment to the heaven, thinking that he could not realize his ambitions in the heaven, and also the promise Sang Lin made to him.

He looked back at the dungeon and resolutely stepped into the circle of faint light.

In an instant, a strong light flashed, and Hanxu disappeared in the dungeon.

He used the news he heard as a token of his loyalty and met Sang Lin on the demon side.

That's right, Sang Lin is currently in the Demon Clan's camp. Although he's not valued by the commander, his efforts are still noticed by the commander. It's just that due to his sensitive status, he doesn't dare to use him.

Commander Chong Yuan took the third seat in the Demon Clan by relying on his strength. The Demon Clan has always been like this, strength is respected.

Those with less power will definitely obey orders and fawn in a low voice, while those with greater power will dislike the lower demons and devour them whenever they want.

The demons don't care about reason; strength is everything.

Since Sang Lin was the former young master of the Demon Lord, his identity had always been feared by the Demon Lord. He had some friendship with Chong Yuan before, and when he knew that he had become the commander-in-chief, he came to join him.

Sang Lin hopes to achieve some military exploits on the battlefield so that he can gain a foothold in the demon world.

Sang Lin felt Hanxu's breath and knew that he had finally come to find him.

After teleporting outside the camp, Sang Lin saw Hanxu standing there, looking in the direction of the heavenly camp.

"Have you finally figured it out? If you have, you can't be indecisive anymore. No one dares to use a person like him." His tone was filled with warning, as if he wanted to warn him.

He knew that Hanxu had escaped from the dungeon and basically could not return to the heaven, which meant that he had no way out except the demon world.

Hanxu slowly turned around and said calmly, "It's not like we haven't worked together before. I won't go back on my word once I've made up my mind. I also brought you top-secret intelligence."

"Oh, I don't know if it's valuable." Sang Lin raised his thin lips slightly, "Let's go, follow me to meet the commander. If you have any information, you can tell him."

In the commander's tent, Chong Yuan, who was sitting in the main seat, had a grim expression on his face. He had heard that the Netherworld was pretending to join forces with the demons.

He suspected that Hanxu had given false information. He remembered that he had gone to the Netherworld several times to persuade the Netherworld King, but was rejected every time.

In the end, they took the initiative to talk to him about cooperation. At that time, he wondered why the attitude of the underworld had taken a sharp turn, but since his goal had been achieved, he didn't think too much about it.

In addition, since the war broke out, the Netherworld has been actively cooperating with the Demon World. Although it has not contributed much, it has made things convenient for the Demons and has really helped the Demons a lot.

Hanxu looked at the changing expressions on the demon leader's face and knew that he did not believe him.

"It is said that after the Divine Lord Wuwei descended to the Netherworld, the Netherworld King's attitude towards this matter changed drastically. No one knows what happened to Wuwei in the Netherworld. It is said that the events at that time were sealed by the Netherworld King."

"I heard that the Netherworld was sealed for several hours, and no one knows why. The Netherworld King didn't give a clear explanation either. Who would believe him if he said there was no trickery?"

Sang Lin listened quietly, while the coach seemed to be thinking about something.

"It's okay, Coach, you can take another look." Hanxu knew very well that this matter should not be rushed. The coach had to be allowed to figure it out himself, otherwise he would suspect that he had ulterior motives.

The commander looked at Hanxu and Sanglin, waved his hand and said, "Let's find a tent to rest first. We can talk about the rest tomorrow."

Although he didn't believe it completely, it was as if a seed with strong vitality was planted in his heart. It grew when it saw the wind, and after a while, it became an existence that could not be ignored.

He recalled his several meetings with Nether Mountain in the Netherworld. It was only on the last occasion that the Nether King gave in and they quickly reached an agreement.

Now that I think about it, it doesn’t make sense.

Sang Lin had mentioned Hanxu from time to time. If it was confirmed that he really had rebelled against the heaven, he would be a useful talent.

The situation on the battlefield was constantly changing, and the demons were hesitant to use the Netherworld's help. Their strength was already comparable to that of the Celestial Realm, and they thought that with the Netherworld's participation, they could gain some advantages on the battlefield.

Now he dares not use it anymore, and the King of the Underworld is also sensitive to the attitude of the demons towards the underworld.

In the Heavenly Realm camp, after knowing that Hanxu had escaped from prison, Gu Liyue looked at the decree from the Emperor of Heaven on the table, but the expression on her face was inexplicably calm.

Zhatian looked at her with a guilty look on his face: "There are traces of magical instruments being used in the cell."

"Reorganize the guards in the prison. From now on, all prisoners put in jail must be searched for magical weapons." Gu Liyue replied coldly.

Zhatian responded loudly and went down to do the work.

Hanxu's escape led to the reorganization of the heavenly camp. The soldiers trained more seriously and diligently, and did not dare to gather together to discuss the war situation in their spare time.

Several undercover agents were also caught. Fortunately, they were of low status and did not have access to military secrets. They also did not cause any losses to the heavenly realm and were simply dealt with.

Gu Liyue looked at the changes in the camp with satisfaction.

Sorting out the various battle reports at hand, she knew that the Netherworld had not used its full strength this time. Perhaps the Netherworld King was also worried that if the demons won, the Netherworld would be the next to be dealt with.

Standing on the city wall, Gu Liyue looked down at everything on the battlefield. This time, the demons attacked in full force, forming seven square formations and shouting from time to time.

Those demons are not as noble as Sang Lin. The nobler the demon, the closer their appearance is to that of humans.

These demon soldiers were not like humans, some had animal features, some had tiger heads, some had tails, and some had extra arms and legs.

Although they have different appearances, they are all tall and strong, and they are always busy wielding weapons.

But they only obeyed the orders of the coach, and they did not dare to act rashly when the coach did not give orders.

Looking at the heaven, the heavenly soldiers were also forming their battle formations on the battlefield. They looked majestic and awe-inspiring. They were all heavenly soldiers who had been on the battlefield before, and they were not at all nervous when facing the demon soldiers. They stood straight.

On both sides were cavalrymen, all wearing armor and carrying spears.

Gu Liyue looked into the distance and actually saw a familiar face in front of the enemy's formation, Sang Lin. He was still wearing the iconic black cloak and holding his spear in his hand.

King Misheng stood in front of the formation, riding a warhorse.

He recalled the scene when Wuwei arrived at the camp with the appointment letter from the Emperor of Heaven in his hand. He was in a bad mood. He didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven would still give the position of commander-in-chief to Wuwei and order him to be her deputy general.