Chapter 1480 1391: The Battle of Línchéng, Part 1

In the Human Flesh Valley, five million Demon Cultivators followed Wang Yan and cultivated for one hundred days.

Though it was only a hundred days, all the Demon Cultivators underwent earth-shattering changes in their cultivation and realms.

After a hundred days, the five million Demon Cultivators left the Human Flesh Valley.

Leaving was not a retreat, but represented the cultivators of the Human Realm finally transitioning from merely evasion and dodging to proactive offense.

Attack—

Attack—

When the five million Demon Cultivators left the Human Flesh Valley, their combat spirit could shatter the heavens and split the earth; indestructible.

As they departed, they saw those sixteen words remaining on the stone wall:

To where I go, who dares to stop me!

Death is the cost, why fear a battle!

...

Capital.

The Capital at this time was shrouded in deathly silence.

In the usual towering steel buildings, weeds had grown rampant; the asphalt roads cracked, covered in dust.

At the center of the Capital, within an ancient thousand-year-old palace, a fat Asura sat in the grand hall, biting off the last bit of flesh from a human leg before throwing the leg forcefully to the ground.

"Damn, must I eat these mundane humans with no cultivation every day?"

The fat Asura cursed furiously.

Upon hearing this fat Asura's cursing, several Asuras quickly entered from outside the palace, tremblingly kneeling before the fat Asura, their voices quivering as they said, "King Zhuli, please calm your anger. Recently, the Human Flesh Valley was occupied by mortals, and all the armies sent to attack were annihilated."

The Asura known as King Zhuli slapped his hefty hand on the ground, instantly creating a huge fissure, several feet deep.

King Zhuli stood up immediately, cursing, "Damn it, because of these lowly humans, must I, King Zhuli, personally intervene?"

The kneeling Asuras hurriedly said, "The mortals in Human Flesh Valley are extraordinary; it's said the human commander possesses the cultivation of Double Elephant. King Zhuli, please proceed with caution. Perhaps you should report to Lord Xu Wuzi."

King Zhuli cursed loudly at once: "Nonsense, how can such lowly humans possess a powerhouse of Double Elephant? This must be fabrication by defeatist Asuras shifting blame. I am the Double Elephant Asura; do I need to report to Lord Xu Wuzi for weak humans? Immediately issue orders; gather my Nether Realm army and follow me to attack Human Flesh Valley."

The Asuras beneath the hall saw King Zhuli's anger, not daring to speak further, and withdrew to relay the orders to gather the army.

At this moment, a figure flew rapidly from outside, dashed into the hall, and knelt at King Zhuli's feet, voice trembling: "Report...report to King Zhuli, the human army is attacking the Capital under the personal command of the human commander."

Hearing this, King Zhuli couldn't help but beam with joy, saying: "Good, this saves me a trip; kill these humans, and I'll have something to eat."

Saying that, King Zhuli gestured to halt the Asura who wanted to continue speaking, then strode quickly out of the hall, heading towards the city wall.

Behind him, the Asuras immediately followed closely.

Upon the city wall of the Capital, due to the human army's attack, defenses were heavily fortified.

After King Zhuli arrived, defenses were further strengthened, and countless Asuras climbed onto the wall, ready to confront the threat.

Several miles away, a large contingent marched toward the Capital.

Looking from afar, they consisted of a full five million.

Seeing the approaching five million Demon Cultivators, King Zhuli couldn't help but exult, pointing at the distant scene, laughing: "Excellent, with so many Demon Cultivators, my food supply for the year is assured..."

As King Zhuli was speaking, the Demon Cultivators quickly reached the base of the Capital's city walls.

The left-wing army arrived first, numbering two million.

These two million Demon Cultivators had piercing eyes, filled with fighting spirit, led by three individuals: Fang Jinchun, Yan Shilin, and Ma Jun.

Led by these three, the vanguard army primarily consisted of Mozi Academy's Inner Courtyard disciples and Flame Alliance members, loyal followers of Wang Yan, all valiant men.

Next, the right-wing army arrived simultaneously, led by Wu Ancestor, Elder Si Qin, Beiming Heng, and other Demon Cultivators, also numbering two million.

This two million consisted of elders from Mozi Academy and Demon Cultivators rescued from Human Flesh Valley, now commanded by Wu Ancestor.

Upon seeing the two wings of the army, King Zhuli on the city wall sneered coldly, saying: "Look at these mortals; though they've got some momentum, their cultivation is nothing special."

As soon as King Zhuli finished speaking, a contingent from the Nether Realm army appeared in the midst of the two wings.

Seeing the appearance of the Nether Realm forces, King Zhuli was perplexed, unable to comprehend why they were mingled with humans.

Initially thinking he might have been mistaken, but upon a careful look, the eerie Yin Qi was indeed indicative of the Nether Realm army.

Furthermore, beholding this force, King Zhuli's face bore a trace of serious concern.

This is because although the Nether Realm army was not numerous, merely ten thousand, they marched with precision, equipped meticulously.

Each Evil Ghost wielded a curved sword, mounted on the terrifying Blazing Flame Flood Dragons. Even more notably, these ten thousand Yin Soldiers were led by two formidable figures of the Harmonious Four Symbols.

Upon seeing these two Four Symbols leaders, King Zhuli's demeanor shifted, eyebrows furrowing tightly, speaking coldly: "Wu Da and Wu Er, why are you mingling with humans?"

It turned out these two Four Symbols powerhouses were two Asuras whom Wang Yan had enlisted as Ghost Servants.

These two Asuras were named Wu Da and Wu Er.

The reason King Zhuli frowned was because, as a Double Elephant powerhouse, he somewhat dreaded Wu Da and Wu Er's combined strength.

Facing King Zhuli's question, Wu Da and Wu Er didn't reply but turned their heads, waving their hands, splitting the ten thousand Jiao Cavalry like a tide to either side.

Then, Wu Da and Wu Er shouted in unison: "Welcome, Master."

Upon hearing Wu Da and Wu Er's words, King Zhuli's suspicion grew; Wu Da and Wu Er, despite being of One Elephant Realm, were extremely proud—when did they have a Master?

Following this proclamation, a contingent advanced from afar; at the forefront, stunningly, were the Four Great Divine Beasts, led by the Tiger, Lion, Bear, and Leopard, commanding a million Demon Beasts.

After these million Demon Beasts emerged, they too positioned ceremoniously to either side, turning respectfully towards the rear, and called out: "Welcome, Master."

Seeing this, King Zhuli's curiosity deepened, anxiety mingling with anticipation; he was eager to know who commanded such grandeur.

At this moment, a horse-drawn carriage floated slowly—amazingly, the carriage was drawn by a massive Demon Wolf.

Behind the Demon Wolf was a white jade carriage, seating three individuals.

On either side, sat two enchanting ladies, mesmerizingly beautiful, each possessing the cultivation of a Demon God.

Between these two was seated a young man.

As this young man appeared, the five million Demon Cultivators, million Demon Beasts, and ten thousand Jiao Cavalry beneath the Capital walls simultaneously roared: "Salute the Grand Commander!"

"Salute the Grand Commander!"

"Salute the Grand Commander!"

The resonant call pierced the sky, shaking the realm; atop the Capital's walls, King Zhuli and the millions of Evil Ghosts turned pale, trembling uncontrollably at this display.