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"The Taishan Army soldiers have made significant progress over the past three years of training."

"The veteran soldiers have not advanced much; most remain around the Seventh Grade Realm. Only a few elites have broken through with the help of formations, but they're only at the Sixth Grade Realm."

Military Commissar in a scholar robe opened a book, fiddling with his small mustache, said, "It's the new recruits whose cultivation has increased rapidly. In three years, nearly twenty thousand soldiers have raised their cultivation to the Seventh Grade Realm."

"It's just... there's too few soldiers above the Sixth Grade Realm..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xidu sighed inwardly but knew this was already the best situation while stationed at the border from past experiences.

In previous years, half of the two hundred thousand Taishan Army were stuck below the lower segment of the Eighth Grade Realm, with many making no progress in cultivation.

Now, being able to have nearly ten thousand Sixth Grade Realm soldiers, combined with the arrays at Beixiong Pass, is enough for them to handle demons below the Sixth Grade Realm on their own.

"Before the Demon Court's 'Dragon Gate' arrives, rotate those on garrison duty back inside the pass for rest, don't skimp on food and supplies, and reward each of them with an elixir for cultivation."

"Yes!"

Having just experienced a great battle, it was the perfect time for the soldiers' True Yuan to boil. Feeding them well might just advance their cultivation.

Not asking for much, even if one more soldier reaches the Fifth Grade Holding Pill Realm, they can join the ranks to slay Demon Generals.

While Wang Xidu was making arrangements, Chen Yi noticed the middle-aged general who needed to head south and quietly changed his identity to follow past the unaware soldiers behind him.

Only now did he learn that the garrison at Beixiong Pass was not unable to explore the Ten Thousand Mountains; rather, they needed special means to quietly proceed from a secret pathway inside the pass.

The entrance of that secret path was set in an inconspicuous lookout post inside the pass. Descending along a narrow path for a hundred yards, they could see the pathway barely the height of a person.

The entire pathway was laid with stone, internally wrapped with special metal, with the surface carved with talisman scripts.

Chen Yi followed the team while observing the talismans on the pathway.

Even though he couldn't understand them, it didn't stop him from carefully probing them with Sword Intent.

After several attempts, he deduced the effect of these talisman formations—it was an array strong enough to isolate auras, so strong that even Divine Will from the Divine Power Realm couldn't detect the pathway!

Similarly, the Lock Armor worn by the soldiers heading to the Ten Thousand Mountains was custom-made to prevent them from being noticed by demons upon going out.

"Be cautious, everyone."

The middle-aged general named Niu Dali, whose ancestors were blacksmiths in Kyoto Prefecture, chose a military career in his generation.

"See those stepping stones ahead? Later when you step up, don't move recklessly. There's a special formation here that will randomly teleport you to the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains."

Niu Dali lowly instructed everyone, "Remember, once outside, don't rush to scout the surroundings. Wait until nightfall to take action!"

Even hiding within this pathway, he dared not speak loudly, illustrating the immense pressure the demons imposed on him.

Once over a dozen scouts went forth and were enveloped by the formation to be teleported away, Chen Yi suddenly realized.

He had previously thought that although this path was protected by formation, it wasn't entirely secure. If there were demons at the exit, wouldn't they be discovered right away?

Now he understood that the builders of this path had considered and countered the problem he thought of—by randomly teleporting scouts using the formation.

But how would they return?

"After nightfall, I'll come to find you and lead you all back inside the pass!"

While in a daze, Chen Yi took a step onto the stone wrapped by formation.

Suddenly, a pulling sensation emerged beneath his foot, and he vanished from the pathway in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

Chen Yi saw a blur before his eyes and found himself inside a snow-covered giant stone formation.

Surrounding him were towering stones over ten yards high, with snow on top and icicles hanging down.

Scanning the surroundings, Chen Yi silently acknowledged the Divine Will of the Qimen Lineage, then lightly released threads of Slaughter Sword Intent to probe the area.

In an instant.

He knew where he was—North of Beixiong Pass, in a mountain range a thousand miles away.

"A thousand miles?"

Chen Yi gazed south, pondering. Previously, they had only traveled a little over ten miles within the pathway for an hour.

Yet now he found himself a thousand miles away.

"Ultimately, it's because there are too few Great Powers in the Wei Dynasty. Otherwise, with such formations, they would have infiltrated deep into the Demon Court's territory long ago."

With this thought, Chen Yi shook his head subtly, then focused on the surrounding demons.

In his perception, the number of demons was not vast. Within the thousand-mile radius, there were tens of thousands of scattered demons roaming.

But on each mountain, there was at least one Fourth Grade Realm Demon General stationed, akin to chieftains of mountain bandits in the martial world of the Wei Dynasty, responsible for directing the demons on the mountain.

Within this thousand-mile reach, there were only three Demon Generals with a cultivation of the Third Grade Realm. The rest were similar to the chieftains he had identified earlier.

However, due to the lower cultivation of these demons, he couldn't discern their meanings from their howls.

After probing for a while, Chen Yi slightly frowned.

"Less than half a month remains until the Wei Dynasty's grand event. Logically, the Demon Court should be making moves to march south and attack by now."

"Could it be that what the Half-demon Princess said... was incorrect?"

Chen Yi was unsure, judging by the demons within the thousand-mile vicinity, there wasn't any sign of them moving south to attack.

Simultaneously, Chen Yi discovered several other Taishan Army scouts nearby, mostly dispersed within a hundred-mile radius.

As for the whereabouts of that middle-aged General Niu Dali, his silhouette remained absent—likely due to the Lock Armor each of them was wearing.

He was only able to identify those few scouts because their movements distinctively differed in physique from the demons.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yi took a direct step beside a Third Grade Realm Demon General.

For no other reason than that this demon was the closest.

"The Snow Wolf guy died, truly unexpected for me."

"Could it be that the defenders at Beixiong Pass noticed the plans of the lords? That's unlikely... How could those fools possibly know of the Emperor's strategems?"

This Demon General was a bear demon about five yards tall, lazily lounging in its cave mansion, holding a roasted meat of uncertain origin, whether man or demon.

As it ate, it mumbled "quietly": "That fool Snow Wolf disobeyed the lords' orders, recklessly mobilizing so many small creatures, deserved to die!"

"Unlike me, whatever the Emperor Tiger Lord asks, I do it."

"Although the Wei soldiers at Beixiong Pass are fools, some among them are truly formidable, and I can't rush to the frontline..."

While listening to its muttering, Chen Yi carefully observed its body, movements, and even aura.

Moments later.

Chen Yi wiped a hand over the Deceiving Mask on his face, allowing a wisp of his mind to seep into it, and his body immediately swelled like a balloon.

In an instant, Chen Yi had transformed to look exactly like that bear demon.

He glanced down at his body, checking his attire, ensuring nothing was amiss before stepping forward and tapping the bear demon.

"Roar?"

"Who's interrupting Old Xiong while he's eating?!"

The bear demon turned impatiently, its massive, round face with a ten-yard diameter showing a hint of confusion.

It glanced at Chen Yi, then looked down at itself.

It repeated the process, examining Chen Yi's clothing, then its own.

After repeating this several times, the bear demon finally spoke in a deep voice, "Which tribe are you from? Why dress like Old Xiong?"

In its eyes, Third Grade Realm bear demons looked similar, the only distinction being clothing and weapons.

Like the Wolf Fang Club it wielded, bestowed upon it by the Emperor Tiger Demon King.

Yet the Wolf Fang Club... the bear demon before it also had one!

Chen Yi grinned, his four sharp teeth over three feet long gleamed like cold blades in the reflection of the snow:

"No, it's you who are dressed like me!"

Before finishing his statement, he swung the wolf fang club, transformed from his longsword, at the bear demon's head.

"Tough luck for you, die!"

"Roar—why, why are you—"