Chen Moxuan smiled gently, the corners of his mouth curving upward. He took out a round pill from his sleeve, which glimmered with a faint light, clearly a sacred item for healing.
He handed the pill to Long Yunhua and said, "This is Recovery. Take it quickly; your injuries will heal soon."
Upon hearing this, a warm current surged in Long Yunhua's heart. He hurriedly accepted the pill and swallowed it without hesitation. The moment it entered his mouth, it dissolved instantly, and a warm power spread throughout his body, repairing his damaged flesh and soul.
After a moment, Long Yunhua felt completely at ease; his injuries had recovered by seventy to eighty percent. He suddenly stood up, excitement and gratitude shining in his eyes. He quickly bowed to Chen Moxuan, his voice trembling slightly.
"Thank you, Master, for the medicine! Thank you for your divine assistance!"
Long Yunhua was overwhelmed with gratitude and vowed that he would go through fire and water for Chen Moxuan without hesitation.
Chen Moxuan smiled slightly and helped Long Yunhua to his feet, his tone gentle yet firm. "From now on, the future of Yun Miao Sheng Zhou will require your joint efforts."
At the same time, his gaze fell upon the distant and mysterious Ten Thousand Demons Mountain. The mountain towered into the clouds, shrouded in mist year-round, never seeing daylight. Within its depths roamed fierce beasts whose roars shook the heavens, as if they could tear apart the very fabric of space.
Ancient trees stood tall among the mountains, their branches and leaves dark as ink, blocking out the sun. Each leaf seemed to contain ancient spells that made one's heart race with fear.
A stream flowed gently but was not clear water; it was a deep emerald green that was said to turn one into a demon upon drinking—terrifyingly dangerous.
Deeper within lay even stranger sights. Massive stones stood erect, resembling monstrous beasts with flickering lights in their eyes; they were actually fossils of thousand-year-old demons still retaining a trace of demonic energy that chilled the heart.
Suddenly, strong winds arose, and demonic clouds rolled in with distant thunder rumbling. This was the awakening of a great demon within the mountain, patrolling its territory; all living beings had to avoid it and dared not provoke it in any way.
The Ten Thousand Demons Mountain was indeed a forbidden place that even powerful cultivators dared not tread lightly.
At that moment, a Little Demon cautiously stepped into the mountain's domain.
Xiao Yao looked up at the sky and noticed a massive halo enveloping the mountains, with thunder rumbling and clouds swirling. Little Demon perked up his ears and shrank his neck, fearing a lightning strike. He took a few large steps forward, realizing nothing happened, and immediately burst into laughter.
Just then, a gigantic Yao Claw seized him, dragging him deep into the mountains until he found himself before a Terrifying Great Demon. The great demon was none other than the Silverwing Roc. It possessed silvery-white feathers, and with a gentle flap of its enormous wings, a fierce wind swept through the area.
Little Demon trembled, unable to meet the piercing gaze of those sharp eyes. "What is happening outside?" The voice of the Silverwing Roc boomed like thunder.
Little Demon hurriedly reported everything that had occurred in the Mortal Empire. When he mentioned that the entire capital of Da Ao Kingdom had perished, the Silverwing Roc's eyes sparkled with a star-like brilliance, and a cold smile crept across its lips, seemingly thrilled by this disaster.
"Good, very good! It seems the situation in the mortal realm is changing; this is precisely when I shall return to the human world!" The Silverwing Roc murmured to itself, an endless ambition and desire surging within.
A shadow lurked beneath the massive throne of the Silverwing Roc, its form twisted like a Chimera from the abyss, making it difficult to discern its true appearance. Its voice was low and hoarse, carrying centuries of resentment: "My King, be wary of the sealing talismans in the sky; their light grows ever stronger. The Immortal Emperor may be aware."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of malice crossed the Silverwing Roc's eyes as it seized Little Demon by his side, its tone laced with undeniable authority. "You will go to the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan at once and retrieve that treasure capable of concealing heavenly secrets—the Yin Long Zhu. If you succeed in this task, I shall grant you a thousand years of cultivation."
Little Demon’s face lit up with joy at these words; he was about to laugh heartily when he caught sight of the Silverwing Roc’s gaze, which instantly quelled any thought of complacency. He quickly nodded and stammered, "Yes, my King! I will take care of it right away."
With that, Little Demon hurriedly turned and nearly exhausted all his strength to flee from Ten Thousand Demons Mountain. He vanished into the vast forest, leaving only the cold laughter of the Silverwing Roc echoing through the valley.
At that moment...
Chen Moxuan turned to face Long Yunhua and Chen Feng from the Tian Gang Battle Division and the Di Sha Zhan Bu behind him. He waved his hand, and several bottles of medicine, along with various Wu Lan and spell scrolls, flew out from his sleeves, gently landing before them.
"These medicines will help you enhance your cultivation," Chen Moxuan said in a gentle yet authoritative tone. "The Wu Lan and spells will be your tools for battle. You must train diligently. In one month, I want you to occupy the Azure Dragon Kingdom and lay a solid foundation for the future of Yun Miao Sheng Zhou."
Upon hearing this, the warriors of the Tian Gang Battle Division and Di Sha Zhan Bu displayed a glimmer of excitement in their eyes. They shouted in unison, "Understood, Master!"
Immediately, everyone stepped forward to collect the medicines and Wu Lan, beginning their rigorous training. Chen Moxuan nodded slightly, feeling a sense of satisfaction within.
With a graceful leap, Chen Moxuan landed firmly on the back of his powerful companion, Tiger Brother, moving with ease. He steadied himself on Tiger Brother's broad back with one hand while holding Si Nan in the other, slowly rotating it as he searched for the location of the legendary Kaitian Seal.
Under his control, Si Nan's needle seemed to sense something, trembling slightly as it pointed toward a distant and mysterious direction. Chen Moxuan pointed at Tiger Brother, who immediately soared into the sky.
"After leaving Long City, what about the Blood Emperor? Are we just going to leave him be?" Tiger Brother asked.
"The Blood Emperor is quite a headache for me as well," Chen Moxuan sighed softly, his brow furrowing as a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. "The Blood Sea might be in Xianyuan Shengzhou, but I can't just chase after it. Besides, with my current strength, even if I went there, it would be difficult to destroy the Blood Sea; I might end up in endless trouble instead."
He was well aware of the Blood Emperor's strength and cunning; dealing with him would not be easy. "But I think we should start thinking of ways to prepare ourselves," he added.
Tiger Brother felt a twinge of anxiety at this and spoke with concern in his voice. "Sigh, for now, we can only take it one step at a time."
Chen Moxuan contemplated silently. Facing a formidable enemy like the Blood Emperor required them to act with caution; they could not afford any carelessness. He patted Tiger Brother's back to signal it to continue forward. "Let's find the Kaitian Seal first and then make our plans."
In an instant, both man and tiger soared through the skies.
Chen Moxuan squinted slightly and suddenly asked, "Do you think my master can find the will of that divine general?"
Tiger Brother was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head. If they didn't want to reveal themselves, it was likely that even the Immortal Emperor wouldn't be able to locate them.
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