Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Chief Kuafu looked at Mo Yun Chu and the thirty elite soldiers behind her with a solemn expression.

The bodies of these elite soldiers were covered by a pale purple membrane.

That was a small-scale demonic domain. Without the restraint of a demon supreme being, it could have enveloped the entire demonic vein.

Even though they were bound, these elites were still absorbing spiritual energy, causing their outer armor to be covered with dark red magic patterns.

"The leader has ordered us to keep them in check."

After speaking, Mo Yunchu swung his scythe.

Li Junsu naturally wanted to handle it personally, so he only gathered thirty elite soldiers.

But don't underestimate these thirty elites. The amount of death energy Li Junsu spent gathering them was about the same as feeding the five great mountains.

It's easy to imagine just how strong this elite group is.

Upon hearing this, the thirty elite warriors vanished behind Mo Yun Chu.

The next instant, the elites lined up, and a purple demonic domain enveloped the Kuafu tribe.

"kill."

Upon seeing this, the Kuafu clan chief's eyes lit up with a red light.

The next instant, he wielded the ancestral weapon, Blazing Sun Burning Blood, and slashed down at Mo Yun Chu.

Mo Yun Chu's tall and slender figure appeared incredibly small beneath the giant axe, which was the size of a mountain.

It's worrying; I wonder if she might suddenly pass away at any moment.

Mo Yun Chu simply raised the sickle with one hand, with the back of the blade facing the axe blade.

The axe blade slashed a blood-red gash in space, the gash carrying extreme heat and distorting space itself.

The sound of it tearing through the air was enough to make even a martial arts expert bleed from all seven orifices.

It's not hard to imagine what would happen if someone were caught in the aftershocks of that attack.

The powerful attack landed and collided head-on with the back of the scythe.

With a clang, a crimson pillar of light erupted, and the frenzied sun spirit relentlessly devoured the demonic energy.

The demonic energy has finally met its match.

The Spirit of the Sun, one of the pinnacles of the Yang aspect of origin.

They lack the gentleness and light of the sun spirit.

The spirit of the blazing sun represents calamity.

Every drought brings devastation and loss of life.

The scorching sun burns away life, extinguishing all vitality.

The crimson spirit of the blazing sun rose and swirled upwards like a storm.

Space debris flew around, creating a strange and beautiful effect.

Even Zhu Rong did not possess such a pure spirit of the blazing sun.

Unfortunately, the Kuafu clan chief was still human and did not possess the unique advantage of being born with a divine spirit.

A shocking scene unfolded.

As the spirit of the blazing sun faded, Mo Yun Chu's purple robe remained unharmed. As the hem of the robe swayed in the wind, Mo Yun Chu's beautiful hair also fluttered.

The spirit of the blazing sun enveloped Mo Yunchu, but these violent innate spirits were instead corrupted by the demonic energy.

The demonic energy began to devour the spirit of the blazing sun, transforming into dark orange demonic flames.

"Didn't you eat?"

The woman slightly raised her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of doubt.

Upon hearing this, the Kuafu clan chief's cheek veins bulged and his facial muscles twitched.

Combined with his towering, mountain-like physique, the bulging veins on his body resembled a green python turning over, making him even more terrifying.

Bai Ao and Long Yingsheng, who were not far away, both swallowed hard.

They knew the Kuafu clan chief.

Where did this person come from?

While they were pondering, the rest of the elite troops also moved.

They picked up their spears and faced the vast army of three thousand Kuafu people, their eyes beneath their armor calm.

The rather irritable Kuafu tribesman, wielding a large club, smashed it down towards the purple demonic realm.

The demonic realm rippled, followed by a powerful recoil that forced the Kuafu tribesman to stagger back several steps.

He was directly knocked back.

The Kuafu tribesman wielding a battle sword was clearly much smarter.

He wielded a sword as thick as a small river and slashed down at the elite troops arrayed in formation.

The next instant, with another clanging sound, the Kuafu tribesman's eyes widened in shock.

The elite soldier looked at the massive warrior before him and thrust out with his spear.

The phantom of the demonic dragon roared out.

The Kuafu tribesman's pupils constricted, and when he came to his senses, blood splattered around him.

The blood-red jade reflected the magnificence of the demonic dragon.

Amidst the shocked expressions of Bai Ao and Long Yingsheng, half of the Kuafu tribesman's body vanished.

The demonic dragon exploded, and the overflowing demonic energy amplified the demonic realm.

The originally light purple demonic realm became more solid and began to turn dark purple.

What shocked Bai Ao and Long Yingsheng was not that the demon elite had almost killed the Kuafu clan in one move.

Although they couldn't defeat the Kuafu clan chief, they could easily subdue this group of clansmen.

What shocked them was that the dragon unleashed by this elite soldier with a single shot... looked somewhat like a supreme killing move?

Although the artistic conception was weak, its power was less than one percent of its original strength.

But that oppressive aura was unmistakable.

The demon lineage and demon race have all followed the Jade Emperor, and are very sensitive to the Supreme Being's killing moves.

Now, a warrior suddenly leaps out, unleashing a killing move imbued with supreme power, leaving them dumbfounded.

Bai Ao even slapped himself in the face.

The White Tiger Clan is known as the Clan of War, but compared to the elite demons before them, they seem no different from the big cats.

As Bai Ao and Long Yingsheng were shocked, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

These thirty elite soldiers looked indifferently at the three thousand Kuafu people who had almost occupied the outer perimeter of the demon vein.

If it weren't for the leader's orders, they would have already taken action and personally killed these reckless fools.

......

On the other side, the Land of the Undying

Because of the deathly aura, Li Junsu still planned to check on the situation in the Undying Land first.

The moon shines brightly here, and there is no scorching sun or frenzy from the demonic veins.

The night was quiet and peaceful.

This is the land of immortality.

Across the vast land, flowers and plants bloom in abundance, radiating vibrant vitality.

Here, spring reigns all year round, and celestial flowers and herbs live contentedly.

They absorb a constant stream of vitality and grow vigorously.

A gentle breeze stirred, and Li Junsu's gaze turned toward the vast center of the country.

A towering tree stands in the center, its crown pure white and its branches and leaves like snow.

When the moonlight shines on it, you can see the magical luster it emits.

This is the immortal tree, and the ultimate embodiment of life.

The moment Li Junsu saw the Tree of Immortality, he sensed that the death energy was stirring with discontent.

For the deathly aura that represents extinction, the first reaction to seeing the immortal tree imbued with vitality is naturally disgust.

However, because Li Junsu, the master, had spent time with Yun Wuji, the death energy was no longer so hostile to the life energy.

But... the rhythm here is different.

Li Junsu could sense that beneath the vibrant life, a subtle malice was targeting him.

This is a rhyme.

The next instant, Li Junsu sensed another wave of hostility, which locked onto him.

"The Priest of Immortality?"

Li Junsu murmured to himself.

"This is indeed a blessed place."

Then, Prince An looked around and still had time to think.

This place is teeming with life; if it were used for farming, the dynasty would have its own dedicated granary.

The original farmland can now be used to grow more and better crops.

Although the vitality here is not weak, it is still better to plant the immortal herbs and spiritual flowers that are used to refine celestial-grade pills in spiritual soil nourished by the earth's veins.

While they were pondering, the immortal tree suddenly burst forth with a pure white light.

Beneath the Tree of Immortality, figures of pure white appeared.

They were no different from the people of the imperial court, wearing long robes embroidered with cloud patterns.

The undead, with their white hair and youthful faces, slowly opened their eyes, and their vitality surged forth like a tidal wave.

The malice from those around them was even more pronounced.

The rhythmic patterns began to emerge.

The next instant, a figure appeared not far from Prince An.

"Outsider...you've come here to die?"

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An with a very calm expression.

His malice made Sheng Yun even more agitated.

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An, a faint, cold killing intent appearing in his eyes.

At first, he was grateful to Prince An for giving him a second chance.

He even thought that he shouldn't hold the grudge against the other party.

He planned to directly attack the military leader.

Whether we win or not is not important; we must avenge ourselves.

But now that he has discovered Prince An's affability, he knows that he must win him over.

The fruit of the immortal tree, called Ganmu, is actually the fruit of the Dao of Life and Rhyme.

He ate it and was immortal, thus granting longevity to his tribe as well.

Therefore, he accepted Sheng Yun's affection.

Now, with the sudden appearance of the deathly-friendly Prince An, the Priest of Immortality sensed Sheng Yun's malice towards Prince An almost instantly.

In the eyes of the immortal priests, defeating King An was more important than attacking the Jiuli.

After all, besides being kind and approachable, Prince An was also the successor of the military strategist.

Even the immortal priests suspected that the ley lines had been deliberately brought out for King An to practice on.

As the priest of immortality pondered, King An was also watching him.

The Priest of Immortality was dressed in white robes with emerald green patterns of immortal trees.

There are also golden threads attached to the edge of the tree pattern.

It makes him look both refined and noble.

The token at the other party's waist was a piece of white jade, with the image of a nut engraved on it.

With his white hair and inhumanly handsome face, he exuded the air of a celestial being.

"There's nothing to say between us."

The Priest of Immortality waved his hand when he saw that King An wanted to say something.

If the other party is merely a descendant of the military strategist, then there's plenty to talk about.

But if one is drawn to deathly aura, then they are definitely mortal enemies.

There's nothing to talk about with a mortal enemy.

The Priest of Immortality stretched out his hand, and behind him, the undead appeared one after another.

Although the Undead lacked the discipline of the tribal warriors, they were powerful.

It should be noted that there are still elites of the same level within the Tiger Slaughter Guard.

Even among the elite personal guards led by the Lord of War, there were those at the Mountain Observation Realm.

Some of the soldiers, and even some of them, were from a very privileged background.

The strength of the tribal warriors lies in the collective, not in the individual.

The buffs from military formations and battlefields can multiply the combat power of soldiers.

For example, the elite Jiuli soldiers who survived a single blow from the Lord of War and the Xuanyuan Clan because their blood and energy had reached their limits.

At that time, the other party was not even at the Ancestral Realm.

The sheer bloodlust of the battlefield had brought his physique to a terrifying state.

But in ordinary times, their level of understanding is not high.

Unlike the Undying People, although their upper limit is dying in the Martial Arts Tournament, their lower limit is guaranteed to be gazing at the sea.

This is actually very advantageous in tribal warfare.

This is also why the warlord personally tried to win over the country, but failed and then destroyed the land.

He cannot have it, nor can he allow the Xuanyuan clan to have it.

At this moment, nearly a thousand undead people gathered here, looking at Prince An with cold killing intent in their eyes.

They also sensed the deathly aura emanating from Prince An.

"Show me what you've got."

After speaking, the priest of immortality stretched out his hand.

Moonlight gathered in his palm, and a moon-white longsword gradually materialized.

A crescent moon pattern appeared on the back of the Immortal Priest's hand.

The immortal priest grasped the ancestral weapon, and the full moon was born.

The Crescent Moon is an ancestral weapon crafted by combining the essence of life with the crystal of moonlight.

It can be transformed into any weapon.

When facing the Lord of War, the Priest of Immortality used his scepter to unleash his magic, but was utterly defeated.

Now, he's come to his senses.

Close combat is necessary.

At the same time, the immortal priest's eyes turned moon white.

The life force of the Undying Land began to converge on him.

The constant flow of vitality directly caused his strength to begin to rise.

This time, before even taking action, the immortal priest began absorbing life force.

His previous death at the hands of the War Lord had given the Immortal Priest a small shock of supreme power.

Even when facing King An, who is not yet at the Ancestral Realm, the Priest of Immortality chooses to activate his trump card immediately and fight with his full strength.

Seeing this, Li Junsu knew there was no point in talking anymore.

Upon seeing this, Prince An grasped the hilt of Zhao Han's sword.

With a thought, a dark, ancient door rose up from the ground behind him.

The emergence of deathly energy also thoroughly enraged the life force here.

A stinging sensation appeared, but in the next instant, the deathly aura also erupted in fury.

The dead zone spread, and the doors slowly opened.

Li Ge appeared from the other side with his large army.

Even though Prince An did not inform them beforehand, the moment the Tiger Slaughter Guards appeared, they were prepared for a major battle.

The moment Li Ge and Li Xi saw the Undead, a look of seriousness flashed in their eyes.

What followed was a fervent fighting spirit.

Being strong is good; only by being strong can they become stronger in battle.

"kill."

Li Ge did not wait for the Prince of An to give the order. Instead, he drew his sword, pulled on the reins, and charged ahead of his men.

The Tiger Slayer Guards began their charge, and the ground trembled.

The Undead did not show the same fear as the warriors of the Water and Fire Tribes when faced with such a force.

They unleashed their life force and peak combat power, intending to confront the Tiger Slaughter Guard head-on.

Here, their vitality can be continuously replenished.

Therefore, in their view, Tiger Slaughter Guard was courting death.

The Undead were very strong, but ultimately they were harmed by their isolation in a small corner of the world.

They burn with vitality, causing their blood and energy to begin to dissipate.

Upon seeing this, the charging Tiger Slayer Guards were overjoyed.

Someone actually went out of their way to create an advantage for them?

While absorbing blood energy, the Tiger Slayer elites began to utilize death energy.

The immortals' eyes narrowed upon seeing this.

Why does it feel like this group's charge is getting stronger and stronger?

But...aren't their levels of attainment higher than these people's?

The Undead have not received any training in warfare.

For them, fighting alone is instinctive.

Thus, a scene unfolded where some of the undead retreated and used Taoist magic, while others brandished weapons, intending to fight head-on.

Li Xi was amused by them.

However, this group is quite capable.

A higher level of understanding can still make up for some of the disadvantages.

A moon spirit transformed into a giant arrow and flew from the sky.

At the forefront, the undead wielded large shields formed from moon spirits, attempting to withstand the Tiger Slayer Guards' charge.

The black and red waves crashed directly into the giant shield formed by the moon spirit.

This also sent the undead at the forefront flying out.

But the Tiger Slayer Guards' charge did indeed stop.

"That's why the internal affairs of the imperial court are so outrageous."

Li Xi looked at the Undead and twisted his neck.

Aside from the battle at the Immortal Mountain, this was the second time they had encountered an opponent capable of directly confronting their charge.

In the center of the battlefield, the black and red slash marks collided directly with the pure white sword marks.

The Priest of Immortality looked at the King An before him, his pupils shrinking.

This guy... is only at the Territory Realm?

"You...are a human?"

The immortal priest couldn't help but speak up.

"..."