Chapter 1108: Chapter 39 Grand Assembly of All Monsters [Combined]_2 Chapter 1108: Chapter 39 Grand Assembly of All Monsters [Combined]_2 Lian Fengying’s father, mother, concubine… Feng Yin had also used the thod of enlightennt to seal the pills, giving a few to each monster. The youngsters of the Cat Clan, along with the little cubs sent by other clans, began to undergo enlightennt over and over again…
If this was all there was to it, the number of objects for enlightennt wouldn’t be large, but Feng Yin’s choice of targets was far beyond these few.
His goal included the forests surrounding Cat Valley, the great trees—especially those near the Abyss, which were particularly important and required extra attention.
Such frequent and intense activity was, in fact, also a form of training for the capabilities of the Spiritual Transformation Technique.
In the past, it was precisely through such thods that he achieved Spirit Gathering and Spirit Opening with ticulous and fine-grained precision. Now that he had ascended to the Spirit Opening realm, the potency of his enlightennt had greatly increased. If he could maintain that precision, it would be ideal.
With this concept in mind, Feng Yin naturally wouldn’t slack off, practicing enlightennt with an intensity that repeated his previous state of being completely drained.
Feng Ying, therefore, continued to endure Spirit Opening endlessly. The Ghostly Soul Snake finally reached a level where it could withstand Spirit Opening enlightennt. Out of a principle of shared taste, it was given an opportunity, but its capacity was instantly pushed to the limit, and it fell asleep, beginning to shed its skin layer by layer.
The little snakes were also making rapid progress.
Peng Wanli, who often took charge of the area and carefully observed the changes around him, keenly noticed many abnormal and strange things: the big trees near the Abyss seed to have suddenly increased in number, becoming more and more dense, and their canopies larger.
It appeared as if they were transforming bit by bit into rows of soldiers, standing guard around the Abyss, thick and tall!
Even these great trees seed to have fluctuations of consciousness.
But who was Peng Wanli, especially since he had witnessed Feng Yin’s trees in the courtyard and those in Yuezhou City—those trees with fluctuations of consciousness…
Peng Wanli naturally chose to keep his mouth shut, not even asking.
Yet, his heart filled with joy.
This… was a living force!
The future battle with the Abyss had just gained a bit more assurance!
Indeed, good news!
…
At the sa ti.
The monster race’s army, numbering in the billions, gradually made their strong entrance onto the continent, especially into the human territories.
The Ant and Rat clans had already located the place Zhuang Weiran and his wife had passed through and, following the trail, had determined the direction.
Their target pointed straight at Yan State.
Thus, more and more monsters from the monster race marched towards Yan State, yet oddly not committing any misdeeds along the way.
This march brought them to the location of the Great Yan’s Purple Emperor’s practice grounds.
Yan State, Purple Firmant Mountain!
Upon reaching this point, all the monster races ceased their movents and sent ssages back.
“The friend Master Ling is looking for—the last trace of them is at Purple Firmant Mountain, where Great Yan’s Purple Emperor’s practice grounds are located!”
“It can be almost confird, they were captured by the Purple Emperor and brought here!”
“As for what to do next, whether to launch an offensive or use other thods, please instruct, Your Majesty.”
This news swiftly made its way to the monster race, into the hands of the various Demon Emperors.
And then, it was imdiately delivered to the Demon King.
The Demon King was very satisfied.
The speed at which they located the person was extrely fast.
The position was quickly ascertained.
The Demon King imdiately commanded, “First, verify the current situation of the person.”
This involved the smaller-sized monster races as well as those capable of burrowing underground.
Ants, rats, centipedes, and the like started their collective movent.
In half a day’s ti.
Several dozen tiny tunnels—re milliters wide—were silently created in Purple Firmant Mountain.
The acidic secretions of the Ant Clan made countless contributions.
Hardstone was corrosively reduced to holes and powder, which they then burrowed into.
But during this ti, they were discovered by the Purple Emperor.
The Purple Emperor hadn’t noticed the actions of the monster race but felt that the small animals on the mountain were increasingly active. Was it that spring had arrived, and these little creatures were all getting restless?
The Purple Emperor was annoyed.
So, with a surge of divine power.
Countless died instantly.
“Report! Our Ant Clan lost twenty million in one battle!”
“Our Centipede Clan lost two hundred and seventy thousand!”
“Our Pangolin Clan lost…”
“…”
The Demon King’s head throbbed, and he waved dismissively, “Continue your investigations… don’t talk about ‘losses in battle.’ It’s not like they’ve actually moved against you; you just dropped dead from a psychic shock… what ‘losses in battle,’ it sounds too grandiose.”
Finally, during the Purple Emperor’s seclusion.
The tunnel was carefully completed.
Reaching the prison deep underground, in an inconspicuous corner,
A small clump of dirt fell.
Without any sound.
Without drawing any attention.
A tiny ant peeked its head from within. It was so cautious, extrely careful, slowly climbing down the stone wall…
This was the lowest class of monster ant, whose demonic energy was not obvious, almost the sa as ordinary ants; but it was precisely such which could infiltrate unnoticed.
Those with even a slight bit of cultivation really couldn’t co in.
…
Zhuang Weiran looked dejected, slumped on the ground, his body all but dismantled.
Hu Lengyue was forcibly supporting herself, looking after him.
Both, husband and wife, were at death’s door.
Both were utterly despondent.
They hadn’t expected that, just days after escaping, they would encounter Great Yan’s Purple Emperor.
They couldn’t understand how the Purple Emperor had directly captured them.
Then, they were interrogated about their connection with the divine doctor.
Zhuang Weiran still couldn’t figure out where he had slipped up to be personally captured by an existence like the Purple Emperor.
This was the Purple Emperor, after all.
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