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"I will not take Aunt’s things for nothing; this fruit is simply a token of my gratitude to Aunt." Having said that, Lan Xi had already disappeared with the man in black.

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the fruits on the Rainbow Tree, her eyes widened with excitement, "Is... is... the Rainbow Tree has borne fruit... I... have waited a full six hundred thousand years, thank you, Your Highness Lan Xi... I..."

The Palace Maids were supporting the Queen Mother of the West, as her face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes brimmed with hot tears.

The Rainbow Tree was a divine tree that she had carefully nurtured, and the fruits that the Rainbow Tree brought forth were like her own children.

Every generation of the Queen Mother of the West was born from the fruits of the Rainbow Tree, and she had waited six hundred thousand years without the tree even blossoming a single Crystal flower. She thought that she would never see the fruits of the Rainbow Tree in her lifetime.

But the good news came too unexpectedly.

It was like Lan Xi’s arrival had given her a child, and to her, having this child was worth more than living an extra hundred thousand years.

How could she not be moved?

...

On the Demon Battlefield, blood splattered three feet high, and heaps of bones and remains stretched for miles.

The Heavenly Soldiers were forced to retreat step by step, and soon Zhong Li was gravely injured, an arrow piercing his chest, leading the Heavenly Soldiers to retreat to the edge of the Great Desolation Mountain.

As the Great Desolation Mountain was on the verge of being lost, the Heavenly Soldiers fell into despair.

"The Demon Soldiers are too formidable; it’s as if they can’t be fully vanquished, relentless until death."

"Not just the Demon Soldiers, they also have Demonic Beasts. Just one flap of the Phoenix’s wings can send several of us flying."

"What should we do? Are we really going to be utterly defeated today? Can the Immortal Realm still hold fast?"

"The junior brothers and sisters left at the mountain gates aren’t as capable as us; how can they possibly hold the line?"

"No, we absolutely cannot fall. We must find a way to win."

"I’ve heard that the Divine Artifact has been unsealed and snatched by the Demon Realm. Now, without the Divine Artifact making an appearance, we’ve already been defeated. How can we fight this battle?"

"Death is inevitable either way; even if we die fighting, we must never surrender."

The morale of the Heavenly Soldiers was high just a moment ago, but now they had collapsed like a mountain crumbled. The Demon Soldiers were trained in the bloodthirsty slaughter, each one a grim reaper.

Whereas the Heavenly Soldiers, despite their disciplined training, lacked the ruthlessness and ferocity when it truly came to the slaughter.

The arrow in Zhong Li’s chest was finally removed, but he could only weakly cough up a mouthful of blood.

He was being protected and treated by several generals behind enemy lines while the battlefield was still fiercely engaged in combat.

The number of the dead was rapidly increasing.

At this moment, Zhong Li hated himself. He should never have suggested letting Lan Xi fetch the Qiankun Gu, especially since she was merely an inheritor without Divinity and weak to the point of pity.

He had harbored a slim hope that Lan Xi might succeed, but in the end, although successful, the Demon Race had taken advantage of the situation and even captured the son whom the Heavenly Emperor cherished the most.

For this great battle, his death would not be enough to atone for his guilt.

"Bring me my Trident," Zhong Li roared. Even if he were to die on the battlefield, he would not allow the Demon Army to advance another step.

"General, you’re gravely injured; if you don’t get treated promptly, you’ll die," one of the young generals said with a grave expression.

Zhong Li roared, gripping his weapon tightly, "As a commander, what is there to fear in death? If we cannot protect this land, how can we face our families when we return home?"

With his words, his surrounding young generals all fell silent.

They tightened their grip on their weapons, their eyes revealing a frenzied killing intent.

The stench of blood was pungent; corpses lay strewn across the battlefield.

Rong Feng stood on the back of the Phoenix, round fan in hand, looking down at the land beneath him, his mouth twisted into a crazed smile, "Hahaha!

Zhong Li, is this the consequence you face for not surrendering?

The Great Desolation Mountain will soon be ours.

Your million-strong army must be nearly wiped out by now! "

As his words fell, the Demon Soldiers fighting immediately let out a cheer.

They finally had new territory and a new home.

Ever since the Underworld and the Demon Realm had shared this piece of heaven and earth, the land had been contested countless times.

But the final outcome was just a coexistence between the Two Realms, the Demon Lord included the Underworld in his own backyard, becoming one family.

Compared to everyone else, the territory was too crowded.

Now, things were looking up, with the expansion into Great Desolation Mountain; the Demon Realm finally found a new Yin Spirit Vein, enabling them to breed even stronger offspring.

"All soldiers of the Demon Realm, listen to my command, take over Great Desolation Mountain at full thrust. From tomorrow on, we can move. Settle into our new home!" Rong Feng declared.

A vast cheer erupted, and immediately all the Demon Soldiers on the battlefield became bloodthirsty, their desire to kill growing even denser.

The grass was trampled flat, blood stained the rocks red, and the desolate Great Desolation Mountain became even more desolate at that moment.

It had seemingly turned into Hell.

Zhong Li clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

He stepped on Bai Yun and soared into the sky, launching another attack at Rong Feng.

As long as Rong Feng was killed, there was still room to turn this war around.

But Rong Feng, looking at Zhong Li, had a thick murderous intent in his eyes, "Don’t blame me for being ruthless, Zhong Li, you’re forcing me to kill you."

Rong Feng raised the Round Fan in his hand, and a black Qi that could devour everything gathered into a vortex, inexorably flying towards the top of Zhong Li’s head.

Zhong Li gripped his Trident tightly, and the vortex quickly arrived above his head.

He fought with all his might, but the power of the vortex was too great, and in an instant, he was like a withered leaf about to be swallowed by the black vortex.

Zhong Li bit down and struggled, refusing to give in, but he was utterly unable to move.

As he was about to be devoured...

Everyone watching the battle felt a sense of utter desolation in their hearts.

Were they really going to be defeated like this?

If Great Desolation Mountain fell, the Heavens’ catastrophe would follow.

They hadn’t expected that even before the Demon Lord made a move, a disciple had already managed to leave the celestial soldiers with not a piece of armor left.

If the Demon Lord made a move...

The Immortal Realm might, alas, be unable to escape its fate!

As Zhong Li was about to be devoured by the black mist, the celestial soldiers put down their Longswords, their faces filled with despair.

Just at the critical moment, a red and white light shot from afar towards the black mist.

The seemingly gentle milky white light, as if carrying purifying abilities, instantly shattered the black mist that could devour Zhong Li, and along with it, a terrifying Sword Qi appeared out of nowhere, striking directly towards Rong Feng.

Rong Feng sensed the purification power on the Sword Qi, the perfect counter to his Demonic Technique.

Even though Rong Feng dodged quickly, the Sword Qi was faster. He only saw a flash of white light that pierced through his body.

"Pfft!" Before Rong Feng could see who had come, his shoulder was pierced by the sword, and the next second he staggered and knelt on the Phoenix’s back, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression panicked!

"Who!" Rong Feng looked around warily.

Zhong Li, having been saved, also felt the terror of that power and immediately looked around. The Sword Qi just now was Immortal qi, definitely from an ally and not a foe.

Finally, everyone’s gaze fell on the peak of the last mountain of Great Desolation Mountain.

The mountain peak stood tall, and atop it stood a woman in white, like snow. Her black hair danced in the wind from the battlefield, and every flutter of her pure white dress’s hem emitted Spiritual Energy from her body.