Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 147 - 134: The Taiping Army Arrives, Kidnaps the Bewitched Demoness

The old monk's words had hardly faded when Tao Qian immediately turned to look at the light reflected from the Round Light Mirror.

The scene revealed within was so horrific that even the steadfast could turn pale and vomit all they had eaten after a single glance.

Those of weaker fortitude might go directly mad, which was hardly unusual.

For the scenario began at the walls of Seeking Immortal City, soaked in fresh blood and adorned with the corpses of demons; at first glance, it seemed nothing out of the ordinary.

However, when one's gaze extended beyond, a true "Human Purgatory Map" unveiled itself without warning.

As far as the eye could see, there was blood, dismembered limbs, armor mashed into minced flesh, and piles of corpses stacked like small hills. Some demon corpses were massive as mountains, their spilt blood flowing like streams and small rivers, slowly forming lakes of blood of various sizes outside Seeking Immortal City.

On the surface of these lakes floated the lighter corpses of human soldiers, along with chunks of flesh.

From the proximity of the reflection in the mirror, it was clear that the old monk's claim of his mediocre divine skills was utter nonsense.

For what Tao Qian abruptly beheld, closest to the Round Light Realm, was an "ogre" mutated and fallen due to some sorcery, whose human origins were still vaguely recognizable.

But now it stood two zhang tall, covered in black coarse hair, donning black iron armor, wielding a Wolf Fang Club.

It had been pierced through by five or six Demon Extinguishing Spears, its legs severed, near death from grave wounds, but still, the demon stubbornly fed a World Suppressing Soldier's corpse into its gaping maw.

Bite after slow bite, it chewed.

As it did so, blood splattered everywhere, but it was incapable of swallowing anymore, its chewing motions growing increasingly slow.

And gradually, it was dying.

Just how vivid was this scene before Tao Qian's eyes?

Tao Qian could see the texture of its skin, the minced flesh clinging to the Wolf Fang Club, the trajectory of the blood splatter as it chewed, the excitement and unwillingness mixing in its dimming eyes, and he could even hear the murmuring sounds it made before its dying breath.

"Devil Gods above, reconstruct the world."

"Let us reign supreme, mortals our slaves."

After uttering these words, the demon died.

Tao Qian frowned at this ultra-clear image; despite his resilient mind and recent experiences, such scenes could not faze him.

Yet the cruel aura of the Devil God Army's soldier still made Tao Qian uncomfortable.

And what made his brow furrow even deeper was the sight of the remaining demon essence in the ogre's body suddenly being drawn out upon its death, surging towards the battlefield where fighting continued in the distance.

Depleted of its essence qi, the ogre reverted to human form, revealing a starved commoner, skin and bones, gaunt and skeletal.

Seeing this, Tao Qian seemed to realize something.

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At the same time, the old monk beside him had already taken a step ahead in offering an explanation:

"This is the Heavenly Demon Skill granting immense demonic power to the Human Clan and allowing the recollection of essence qi after death. Even more, the recaptured demon essence grows stronger and more concentrated."

"Once the essence qi amasses to a certain density, Tang Xianzong can activate an Exotic Treasure of the Devil God with minimal cost."

"That object is known as the 'Heavenly Demon Blood Bag Clothing,' a sacred robe crafted from a layer of skin shed by a Devil God. The user must first peel off all their own skin before donning the Blood Bag Clothing, which can summon a part of the Devil God Origin to possess the wearer. A minuscule fraction is enough for Tang Xianzong to slaughter Southern Yue back and forth, transforming this land into a realm of demons."

"However, the time is not yet ripe for such an act."

"But it is coming soon."

"Ji Xianxian will likely not survive three breaths. The Taiping Army is here."

This time, Tao Qian had not only the immersive experience of watching the battle through the Round Light Mirror but also a commentator.

Moreover, it was a commentary with an extremely accurate assessment of the battlefield situation.

Tao Qian barely had time to perceive the figure of Ji Xianxian in the depths of the several hundred thousand-strong World Suppressing Army, a massive figure clashing with Tang Xianzong, now displaying some demonic form.

Undoubtedly, that was Ji Xianxian, the Governor of Southern Yue, who rose from a Sealed Territory Governor to a Cavernous Mystery Realm cultivator, an ambitious and greedy man.

With a quick glance, Tao Qian surmised that Ji Xianxian held the advantage clearly.

Though the Devil God Army had formidable combatants, they were outnumbered by the World Suppressing Army and lacked skill in formation combat; Tang Xianzong's command ability paled in comparison to Ji Xianxian.

Without the support of forces like the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva and numerous other demons, the Devil God Army would have long since suffered a crushing defeat.

Even so, those oddly shaped, ferocious demons were continuously wailing in agony when faced with the perfectly harmonized assaults of the World Suppressing Army, equipped with various Demon Extinguishing Magic Artifacts. They were consistently slashed into pieces before having a chance to cast their cruel magics, their torn apart bodies staining the ground.

Above the plains outside Seeking Immortal City, blood flowed into lakes, mixing into swamps, heaps of corpses formed mountains, and different kinds of eerily colored mists and clouds coalesced here and there—in crimson or ghastly green hues—exuding an overwhelming stench that could cause people and animals alike to drop dead from the mere smell.

It was a scene where demon corpses piled up for a thousand zhang, and spectral clouds of demon mist solidified for tens of thousands of li.

This spectacle didn't just render Tao Qian speechless.

On the walls of Seeking Immortal County, many civilians also watched.

These commoners vomited as they watched, and the more they vomited, the more they felt compelled to keep watching.

Those with stronger stomachs who didn't go mad cheered and rooted for the World Suppressing Army.

Regrettably, this favorable situation soon took a turn for the worse.

Right after the old monk finished speaking, before Tao Qian could closely observe the chaotic details of the battlefield, from another direction came the sound of an unsettlingly uniform and strange chant, filled with a genuine intent to kill.

"The Ancestor Gods are shattered, Longevity impotent."

"People as trifling as grass, officials as livestock for the blood slaughter."

"Where Taiping goes, the light shines."

...

With that slogan spreading, everyone seemed to glimpse another dim sun appearing in the sky.

Then they saw streams of "yellow light" shoot out from the other side of the continuous mountains, instantly converging into an army. It was like a terrifying giant blade cleaving through the earth, brutally penetrating the ranks of the World Suppressing Army led by Ji Xianxian.

The originally tight formation was instantly breached, and the Devil God Army, which had shown signs of collapse, suddenly received such strong support.

Moreover, with the effect of some "secret skill," the already ferocious soldiers of the Devil God began to have their eyes flash with a deep blood color and roared again, charging into battle.

The two armies coordinated, attacking from both inside and out.

Even Ji Xianxian, the Governor of Southern Yue who was once praised as a military genius, was now powerless to turn the tide.

He, and the Mysterious Saint standing beside him, obviously had not anticipated this turn of events.

So much so that the Governor, rarely seen to lose composure within the formations, now did.

Reflected in the Round Light Illusion Mirror was the figure of a man short and unattractive but now dressed in a bright yellow robe and wearing a splendid crown. In his eagle-like eyes, besides the usual authority and murderous aura, there was now an uncommon hint of panic.

He watched as the yellow lights enveloped the foreign soldiers, shattering the formation held by the World Suppressing Army.

Ji Xianxian, turning to the mysterious person beside him, unleashed a furious and low roar, which was unexpectedly captured and transmitted by the Round Light Secret Method.

"No, this is impossible."

"The nearest Taiping Army is two provinces away from Southern Yue, and they are even embroiled in internal strife. How could they come here, how could they support Tang Xianzong?"

"Qin Wuxiang, what did you assure me of? You said this plan was foolproof."

"If Southern Yue falls, we will be guilty of a crime deserving death."

Tao Qian and Bai Qin, inside the Beautiful Corpse, could clearly hear the fear in the heart of Ji Xianxian, the Governor of Southern Yue.

Clearly, he had already envisioned the situation Southern Yue would face once his World Suppressing Army was annihilated.

And the one to blame for all this was none other than himself, Ji Xianxian.

If it wasn't for his attempt to harbor a betrayer for his gain, actively luring Tang Xianzong into Southern Yue, how could this prosperous province of tens of millions suffer such a disaster?

Once the truth was revealed, Ji Xianxian would not even be considered for the title of Emperor.

He would instead be recorded in the annals of history, to be reviled for eternity.

Tao Qian, listening to Ji Xianxian's desperate roars through the Round Light Illusion Mirror, felt a surge of killing intent, all calamities having stemmed from this scoundrel.

Just as Ji Xianxian was about to succumb to madness, another unexpected event occurred.

Still the "Taiping Army," they mysteriously appeared.

After destroying the World Suppressing Army's formation, they didn't cooperate with the Devil God Army for long, only confirming that the formation was irrecoverable before the streams of yellow light began to withdraw.

Before long, this surprise force had vanished without a trace.

This surprised everyone, including Tao Qian, with the old monk beside him as if he had already foreseen this moment, and he spoke again:

"Tang Xianzong is the illegitimate son of the Taiping Army General Zhang Yuanji, who himself is a genuine cultivation prodigy with significant karma connected to him. Zhang Yuanji does not agree with the ideals of the Devil God Army, believing Tang Xianzong and others to be seeking power from the Devil Gods, melding with devil blood, and acquiring devil bodies as akin to bargaining with a tiger for its skin, bound to be devoured as blood food sooner or later."

"However, Zhang Yuanji felt guilty towards Tang Xianzong and thus had no choice but to send a detachment of the Taiping Army to assist him."

"Now that the World Suppressing Army's formation is broken, and with Tang Xianzong's capabilities, Southern Yue is almost within his grasp."

"That detachment of the Taiping Army must have received Zhang Yuanji's orders beforehand, hence withdrawing at this time."

It was as if to confirm Bai Qin Old Monk's words.

In that demon-infested, Evil Demon army, a crude and wild laughter suddenly echoed.

At first, this laughter seemed human, but later it grew more frantic and terrifying. The mere aura it contained was enough to drive one mad and lead one toward the Demon Path.

In Seeking Immortal County near the battlefield, countless people covered their ears in pain and wailed, or simply rolled their eyes back, convulsing and vomiting.

At the same time, Tao Qian suddenly felt something at the location of his original body.

The Devil God Princess Yin Susu, who had been so "infatuated" with him, suddenly stood up, declaring involuntarily with excitement:

"This scoundrel is actually going to succeed."

"I, Yin Susu, will be the wife of the man who helped father build the first Devil Country?"

"Such a delicious aura, I really want to thoroughly drain that scoundrel in the midst of battle right now."

"Hmm?"

As she spoke, Yin Susu was about to dress and seek out Tang Xianzong.

But as she made a move, she remembered the naked man sitting cross-legged in the Taiyin Pool, her expression revealing a moment of hesitation.

During her hesitation, Bai Qin Old Monk's anxious voice suddenly reached Tao Qian's ears.

"Patron, the moment has come."

"Yin Susu is captivated by the tribulation energy within you, losing her composure. If she becomes sober and breaks free."

"Southern Yue will be in peril!"

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