I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The New Interstellar Age of the Empire of All Spirits, Year 6148: No Wind

The Great Catastrophe is Coming

Jiang He closed the journal, her head lowered, a trace of numbness flashing in her eyes.

The bloodstains on the ground were wet and dried repeatedly. The ground beneath their feet, which was originally soaked with blood, was entirely black, with patches of deep red and dark red.

"Reporting to the General, we have annihilated 103,560 monsters and sacrificed 10,807 soldiers."

"Alright, send the battle report back to the Empire."

After Jiang He finished speaking, she picked up her sword.

This is a wall of blood, forged by the lives of every cultivator.

Jiang He didn't dare to look at the list of fallen soldiers.

Without even looking, I know there are many familiar faces among them.

This time, Kunlun Star, where Yangzhou is located, is not the only planet to be designated as a war zone. Due to the suddenness of the event, many planets have experienced multiple intrusions into secret realms.

Once the invasion of the secret realm occurs, a group of people must be found to enter the secret realm and kill the monsters. Otherwise, when the secret realm collapses and the monsters break free of their confinement and reach the planet again, it will cause even greater casualties.

In order to end the secret realm, many academy cultivators and sect cultivators voluntarily volunteered to leave and joined the secret realm.

To date, 135 intrusions have occurred.

Jiang He knew that his intuition was never good, so he guessed in this direction. Therefore, due to the previous technological revolution, the production of high-grade spiritual plants increased unprecedentedly. In addition, he had been planting crops in various places over the years, planting all the arable land.

Jiang He did not keep anything secret afterward, allowing other cultivators to buy spiritual plants from her and trade them for spirit stones. As a result, after the promotion of technology-based farming, the number of high-grade spiritual plants that survived in the Myriad Spirits Empire was more than a thousand times greater than before.

Similarly, Jiang He's Compendium of Spiritual Plants contains detailed records of the living habits and climate adaptations of spiritual plants.

This is one of the reasons why Jiang He's talent for farming is far superior to others.

With Jiang He's help, more and more spiritual foods are circulating in the market, and their prices are gradually dropping to the price range of spiritual foods sold in Jiang He's shop.

In this way, the cultivation atmosphere among cultivators is strong, and some insurmountable obstacles can be overcome by relying on spiritual food.

In addition, given the previous speculation by some cultivators that the number of high-level spiritual plants was related to spiritual energy, it was clear that the spiritual energy of the empire was becoming increasingly abundant.

Over the decades, more and more cultivators have broken through to the Void Refinement stage, and quite a few, like Jiang He, have entered the Body Integration stage, such as Long Aotian, Bai Zhizhou, Pei Ci, and Wan Qiziye...

The number of cultivators has increased, and their strength has grown.

It was the only thing to be thankful for when the great catastrophe came.

only……

Jiang He held up her sword.

This catastrophe will still require human lives to pay for, and because the spiritual energy is more concentrated than it was two thousand years ago, the number of people who will be killed will be no less.

If you were to say that Jiang He's or everyone else's preparations were in vain...

No.

In the face of this catastrophe, all she could do was try to reduce the number of deaths.

Jiang He even harbored an even more terrifying suspicion in her heart.

Heng Yixing and Bei Mingzi sat on the sticky ground.

At this moment, they were still facing monsters, three S-class monsters.

"Wang Jiming, I miss Lao Wang a little."

"With her around, we might not even need to lift a finger."

In fact, there was a hint of nostalgia in their eyes. Before Yu Cui founded the Xiaoyao Sect, the three of them would always be blamed for their misdeeds.

That is, Bei Mingzi and Heng Yixing.

As for Yu Cui, for many years she used Wang Jiming's name and gave herself the online name "Old Wang". Before her identity was exposed, many people always thought that the famous weapon refiner was Wang Jiming.

So when the three of them reconciled the accounts later, Yu Cui was exposed, and the nickname "Old Wang" has stuck with her ever since.

Their thoughts drifted away, both feeling somewhat melancholic, but this melancholy lasted less than a second before being replaced by a resolute look in their eyes.

Kill the monster, and then survive.

Apart from Bei Mingzi and the rest of the Mahayana cultivators from the Wanling Empire, almost all of them set off for the Black Nest. Except for Wan Qixia, who was stationed in the empire to protect the country, all the other cultivators, including Ye Yun from the Ye family, Bai Zhangxi from the Bai family, Bei Mingyu from the Bei Ming family, and Rui Chen from the Rui family, all set off for the Black Nest.

Furthermore, the most mysterious fairy, Yueyin, from the island of Xianyun was also born on the island.

The situation is clearly dire.

There were quite a few monks who were temporarily given the title of general.

Jiang He is one, and Pei Cibai and Zhizhou are both.

The Mahayana stage cultivators were stationed at the crucial checkpoints, so the remaining Nascent Soul stage cultivators took on leadership roles.

Jiang He, Long Aotian, and the others each guarded one of the planets in the Black Nest.

The soldiers guarding the checkpoints under Pei Ci's command were not all spiritual cultivators; a large number of them were demonic cultivators.

During this crisis, many cultivators followed batches of soldiers to the Black Nest.

Jiang He looked at Yao Xi and Song Jinzhao who had appeared in the group. They looked at each other but did not exchange pleasantries, only smiled.

After Yao Xi reclaimed the Yao family, she began to cultivate day and night in order to avoid being hindered by others.

Song Jinzhao entered the Wanjue Academy around the same time.

Jiang He remembered their abilities: Yao Xi could command ghost cultivators, while Song Jinzhao was suitable for setting up formations to annihilate demons on a large scale.

As more and more people filled in the forms, the number of forms kept increasing.

Jiang He blinked wearily.

People die, and more people go to their deaths.

Jiang He gritted her teeth and held the head of the double S-rank monster. She slashed down with her sword, but when she turned around, it was another double S-rank Gale Tiger.

The Gale Tiger moved like the wind, and despite Song Jinzhao's formation, it still managed to escape.

The Gale Tiger had been waiting for a long time. The cultivator in front of it was undoubtedly extremely weak. It was certain that as long as it struck the target, it could devour the opponent and increase its own cultivation.

Song Jinzhao shouted, looking at Jiang He with his eyes fixed on her.

Over the past five years, demons have emerged from the caves in an endless stream. Song Jinzhao and Jiang He have worked together for a long time, and he knows that there are countless cultivators on this battlefield who, like them, have worked day and night without ever getting a good night's sleep.

But precisely because of this, he knew that if he let these demons go, it would be the other cultivators who would suffer.

Jiang He didn't even glance at the Gale Tiger behind her. She used her spiritual energy to create a sword and pierced the Gale Tiger's heart with a single strike.

The monster struggled, seemingly unwilling to give up. It was a double S-rank monster that had developed its own thoughts. It was clear that the person in front of it was extremely exhausted, and it was clear that it should have hit him with one blow. Why?

Or rather, how is that possible?

Jiang He remained as clear-headed and rational as ever. Every inch of the ground beneath her feet was soaked in blood, and now the deep red soil had turned somewhat black.

As the blue blood of the Gale Tiger flowed down, it died without ever knowing how the humans before it managed to remain absolutely conscious amidst the day-and-night battles.

When you repeat the same killing moves day after day, anyone would get tired and bored, and Jiang He was no exception. But Jiang He knew that if she fell, the cultivators behind her would all become part of that deep red soil.

She can neither retreat nor fall.

Jiang He did not sheath her sword; at all times, the sword in her hand was not put back into its sheath.

Song Jinchao felt a bit scared, but he had no time to worry about it because a new batch of demons had arrived.