King of Creation
Chapter 186 - 183: Movements of All Parties

Chapter 186: Chapter 183: Movements of All Parties

"Demon Core?"

"An Upper-grade Earth Level Demon Core?"

Looking at the item the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub had brought over, Ye Zhen was also pleasantly surprised.

Not only had the Water and Fire Golden Ape contributed an Upper-grade Earth Level Demon Core, the Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioner Da Hai’s other four Mid-grade Earth Level Demon Beasts had also contributed two Mid-grade Earth Level Demon Cores.

"With these several Demon Cores, once I find the time to refine them, my cultivation should be able to rise to the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, right?"

After the Sect’s grand competition, Ye Zhen had taken the Mid-grade Earth Level Essence Boosting Pill awarded by the sect and combined it with his relentless cultivation day and night, greatly increasing his power, but there was still a certain distance to the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm.

Now with these Demon Cores as a foundation, Ye Zhen estimated that the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm was not far off.

However, the excitement of the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub was clearly not about these Demon Cores, but the blood and flesh of the Upper-grade Earth Level Demon Core Water and Fire Golden Ape.

The cub had voraciously devoured a large amount, but it hadn’t finished even a tenth of the Water and Fire Golden Ape’s flesh. At this moment, it presented several Demon Cores first, then those gemstone-like large eyes stared fixedly at Ye Zhen, with a very clear plea in its eyes.

"Hahaha, alright, your wish is granted!"

With several slashes, Ye Zhen had divided the Water and Fire Golden Ape’s corpse into pieces. A flash of Spirit Light and they were collected into his Storage Bracelet. However, even after filling all of his Storage Bracelets, he could only take away half of the Water and Fire Golden Ape’s body which was simply too large.

After quick processing, Ye Zhen hurried to rejoin his place in the Black Armored Demon Soul Legion, and the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub soared into the sky, diving into the clouds to scout for nearby intelligence.

....

In a mountain forest of the Battlefield of Demon Souls, the Third Prince Zhu Kun who had been resting for a full six hours suddenly stood up.

"We’ve all rested enough and the time has come, let’s set out!"

"Third Prince, should we wait a bit longer? It’s possible that Senior Brother Ye is on his way here," Han Shi said anxiously upon hearing they were leaving.

"On his way? This is already the fifth time we’ve sent out the rally signal, but there’s still no sign of Ye Zhen or Xianyu Feng. I suspect that nine times out of ten, they’ve already..."

Third Prince Zhu Kun didn’t finish his sentence, but the implication was clear – Ye Zhen was very likely dead.

"Impossible!"

"Senior Brother Ye can’t have had an accident!" Han Shi yelled.

"Indeed, with Senior Brother Ye’s cunning, unless he ran into someone like the Six-Fingered Eagle Demon or the Water and Fire Golden ape, or perhaps an army of the Demon Soul of a thousand or more, everyone else should be able to retreat safely, right?" Gao Xinglie’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Half a month had passed since entering the Battlefield of Demon Souls. Ten days earlier, the martial artists of Black Water Kingdom had already assembled, all except for Ye Zhen and Xianyu Feng from the Xianyu Family.

It was plausible that Xianyu Feng fell victim to bad luck and had been killed, but the absence of Ye Zhen puzzled everyone.

"I’m telling you, it’s very likely that Ye Zhen got too cocky and careless and got himself killed. Otherwise, it’s been fifteen days, and he still hasn’t joined up?" Lishui Sect Disciple Chang An said with a sarcastic tone.

"What are you talking about?"

Gao Xinglie and Inner Gate’s top disciple of Lishui Sect, Tong Wei, scolded simultaneously, and Chang An immediately shut his mouth.

"Let’s not argue anymore. Whether Ye Zhen is alive or dead, we must continue with our mission to hunt down Demon Soul armies of a hundred men and collect Demon Soul Blood Crystals..."

Third Prince Zhu Kun’s feelings were complicated. Ye Zhen was the top Inner Gate disciple of Qiyun Sect, which meant on some level, he was the most powerful among the twelve of them right now.

If Ye Zhen were with them, their strength would be increased by one more, and the likelihood of capturing the War Soul Blood Flag or preventing the Southern Barbarian Tribe from capturing it would also be greater.

This situation was something Zhu Kun was happy to see.

However, if the news came that Ye Zhen was killed, he would be equally eager to hear it; after all, Ye Zhen was a supporter of his royal brother, Zhu Xuan.

"Ah, I hope Senior Brother Ye is all right!"

Han Shi looked worried – it had been half a month and there was still no sign of Ye Zhen, making him feel uneasy.

"Let’s set out for now. We have more important things to do!" Gao Xinglie pulled Han Shi along to join the others as they set off. Two martial artists with military backgrounds had already set off ahead to scout the nearby intelligence.

After the ten martial artists from Black Water Kingdom left, on the outside of the woods, a blood-colored rock suddenly flipped over, revealing a warrior draped in a blood-colored cloak.

This warrior quickly moved for a while and then joined up with his comrades, among whom were disciples of Sword Origin Sect, Luv Zixiong and Zheng Shuang.

"Senior Brother Luv, the martial artists of Black Water Kingdom have set out. However, it’s strange that there are only ten of them, and that Ye Zhen is not among them. Based on their conversations, it’s very possible that he has already encountered misfortune!" the warrior in the blood-colored cloak reported.

"Only ten of them?"

"Big Senior Brother, let’s cut them off. We have the advantage in numbers. With a surprise attack, we can definitely heavily damage them. At the very least, we can kill half of the Black Water Kingdom martial artists!" Zheng Shuang said fiercely.

However, the senior disciple of Sword Origin Sect, Luv Zixiong, shook his head slowly, "No!"

"Big Senior Brother, don’t you want to avenge Junior Brother Luv Congfei? Our feud with Black Water Kingdom is a matter of life and death!"

"Yes, Big Senior Brother, remember how the Black Water Kingdom martial artists bullied us terribly that day? They even insulted Elder Zou. We need to get our revenge!"

Zheng Shuang was anxious, and the other disciples of Sword Origin Sect also chimed in.

"Do you really think the martial artists of Black Water Kingdom are made of clay? Long-distance scouting is one thing, but as soon as we get within five hundred meters of them, we’ll definitely be discovered. Don’t underestimate Black Water Kingdom; they still have some capable fighters."

"Just now, when I was eavesdropping on their conversation, I took a casual glance, and that Wild Lion Gao Xinglie alertly looked towards where I was hiding," the cloaked Hou Ling said.

"Big Senior Brother, so we’re just going to let Black Water Kingdom go? We’ve been tailing them for two days now!" Zheng Shuang asked discontentedly.

"Hmph, of course not! The grudge must be avenged, but you can’t be too short-sighted!" Luv Zixiong said with a smile.

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?"

"Before we kill off the martial artists from the Black Water Kingdom, why not let them help us gather some more Demon Soul Blood Crystals?"

The disciples from the Sword Origin Sect’s eyes suddenly lit up, and Luv Zixiong added, "We’ll follow them from a distance and wait for our chance. When they are struggling against the Demon Soul Legion, if we strike then, heh heh...."

Pleased with his own plan, Luv Zixiong couldn’t help laughing with satisfaction.

"To loot a burning house, Senior Brother is truly brilliant!" Zheng Shuang gave a thumbs up.

...

South of the Battlefield of Demon Souls!

Screech!

A piercing eagle cry rang out as thirteen huge Spiritual Power Eagles flew out in rapid succession from behind Luo Jingtian, the Six-Fingered Eagle Demon, and swooped towards the general of this Thousand-Man Demon Soul Group like lightning!

Beep beep beep beep beep!

As each Spiritual Power Eagle struck the Thousand-man General of the Demon Soul Army, loud noises erupted, and the general was forced back several steps.

After thirteen consecutive strikes from the massive Spiritual Power Eagles, the Blood Qi surrounding the Thousand-man General had significantly weakened.

Above him in the sky, Luo Jingtian, the Six-Fingered Eagle Demon, swooped down like an eagle striking the vast heavens, and with a massive talon-shaped hand, he crushed the Thousand-man General to pieces, instantly turning him into a Demon Soul Blood Crystal!

With the fall of the Thousand-man General, the overall strength of this Thousand-Man Demon Soul Group plummeted. The ten disciples of the Phantom Divine Sect banded together and began a one-sided slaughter!

After 15 minutes, a Thousand-Man Demon Soul Group was wiped out by the Phantom Divine Sect disciples, who then began collecting Demon Soul Blood Crystals.

"Too slow! To take 15 minutes to deal with a Thousand-Man Demon Soul Group and still have two injured, too slow!" Luo Jingtian, the Six-Fingered Eagle Demon, cried out in dissatisfaction.

"It’s been half a month, why haven’t Bu Changxuan and Maa Zhi joined us yet! If they were here, no one would have been injured in this battle!

"What’s going on with Bu Changxuan? Does he think he’s above the rules of the Sect just because he has his brother Bu Changtian as a backer?"

The raging outburst from Luo Jingtian, the Six-Fingered Eagle Demon, left the freshly battle-weary disciples of the Phantom Divine Sect exchanging glances.

"Senior Brother Luo, perhaps... perhaps....."

"Perhaps what? Speak up!" Luo Jingtian’s gaze shot towards the hesitant disciple like an arrow.

"Senior Brother Luo, could it be that Bu Changxuan and Maa Zhi... might have encountered danger, might have been killed...."

"Killed? Who dares to kill my Phantom Divine Sect disciples? And who could?" Luo Jingtian, brimming with confidence, roared, "Whoever dares to touch my Phantom Divine Sect’s people, I shall kill them!"

....

Inside the Battlefield of Demon Souls, all the surviving martial artists had gathered with their respective teams, seizing every opportunity to hunt Demon Soul Soldiers and accumulate Demon Soul Blood Crystals.

However, as time passed, the hunt grew increasingly difficult.

After nearly twenty days of consolidation and growth, the loosely organized small units within the Demon Soul Legion had become less common.

Groups of just ten Demon Souls had disappeared entirely.

Even the hundred-man units had become exceedingly rare.

The most common formation was now the Thousand-Man Demon Soul Legion, significantly increasing the difficulty for the smaller teams from the various kingdoms.

The Battlefield of Demon Souls could only remain open for thirty days, and with the twenty-day period for accumulating Demon Soul Blood Crystals now past, the most crucial moment had arrived—entering the Demon Soul Hall to compete for the War Soul Blood Flag.

Several teams had already started moving towards the central Demon Soul Hall.

On a battlefield where a Black Armored Demon Soul Legion was engaged in fierce combat with a Red Armor Demon Soul Army, Ye Zhen, witnessing the strewn Demon Soul Blood Crystals, could not help but smile bitterly.

I’ve got no place to store them!

All the non-essential items, including beast meat, had been cleared out of the Storage Bracelet, but it was still filled to the brim with an immense quantity of Demon Soul Blood Crystals.

With Ye Zhen’s careful assistance, the Black Armored Demon Soul Legion he belonged to had grown into a fearsome army of over a hundred thousand soldiers.

At its peak, the number of the Black Armored Demon Soul Legion had reached an astonishing one hundred and eighty thousand!

But after several days of continuous battles, and especially after today’s battle against a Red Armor Legion eighty thousand strong, even with overwhelming superiority, the Black Armored Demon Soul Legion still lost twenty thousand soldiers.

Yet, even so, Ye Zhen’s Black Armored Demon Soul Legion still exceeded one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers.

After casually trading out some of the higher level Demon Soul Blood Crystals for ordinary ones and watching the ongoing battle with the remaining enemies, Ye Zhen suddenly felt a twinge of sorrow.

"It’s time to leave...."

"Corps Leader, may I scout the high ground for intelligence?"

"Granted!"

Ye Zhen saluted the demon who had risen to the rank of Corps Leader, then took one last look at the still fighting Demon Soul Soldiers, and muttered to himself, "Farewell... my comrades-in-arms...."

This feeling of fighting side by side, truly difficult to forget!

In the next moment, Ye Zhen mounted the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub, shot up into the sky, and after leaving the battlefield, he didn’t immediately send out a Talisman Communication to meet up with the martial artists from the Black Water Kingdom.

Instead, he found a secluded spot where he had the Cloud Winged Tiger stand guard, and took out a Mid-grade Earth Level demon core. He pressed it against his chest and, with a thought, the Mirage Dragon Pearl hidden in it immediately began to exert a formidable suction. (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)