Upon arriving near the demon cavern, they saw a gigantic "tree" within the depths of the black mist. Large tumors grew all over the tree, and the branches Lu Yu saw were extensions ford by these tumors.
Each branch represented a demon manufacturing factory. The thousand-ter-high giant tree was covered with hundreds of branches of various sizes.
Hundreds of demon manufacturing factories worked simultaneously, with new demons erging from the cavern every second. That's how the endless stream of demon folk ca to be.
At the top of the giant tree, they saw the true enemy of this war.
"What? Zhou Chisheng has turned into a demon?" the Dean of Beifeng Academy exclaid incredulously.
Lu Jingfeng said helplessly, "Vice Dean Zhou suppressed the Demon General for too long. It was inevitable that during the ti of the dark sun's arrival, he would be corrupted by demonic qi and transford into a demon."
"Even my divine soldiers were affected during the dark sun's arrival; Vice Dean Zhou must have been influenced even more," Lu Jingfeng explained.
"He didn't willingly beco a demon. If Vice Dean Zhou wanted to beco a demon, he wouldn't have spent half a year suppressing the Demon General who had just escaped Fenmo Land," Lu Jingfeng defended Zhou Chisheng.
"Don't spread this news for now; it's quite a blow to morale," Ling Jingtian suggested, considering the potential reaction from his daughter upon learning the news.
Upon realizing the speaker was the Patriarch of the Ling family, everyone agreed to keep the news sealed.
Yang Jiawei, standing in the crowd, asked, "To what extent has the Demon General's strength recovered?"
It was a matter of concern for everyone. If the Demon General's power was too terrifying, they would all need to find another path, as they couldn't perish alongside Beifeng City.
Only a few families harbored the idea of coexistence; particularly the mid-level families who had been struggling to develop in Beifeng City were more eager to seek further opportunities elsewhere.
Making such a decision earlier had been difficult; not everyone had the courage to abandon everything and start anew in an unfamiliar place.
But now it was a life-or-death crisis, forced into a situation where opposing voices within the family would dwindle to the minimum.
Detecting subtle changes in expressions, Lu Jingfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Despite the circumstances, people still fretted over personal gains and losses. Nonetheless, he disclosed the truth to the group.
"The Demon General's strength has already recovered to the ninth level of the Core Formation Realm. Even if we join forces, we wouldn't be its match. If we hadn't encountered an esteed elder, we might not have made it back," Lu Jingfeng stated.
Among the listeners, so felt joyful, others dismayed, assessing that the Demon General was only equivalent to the ninth level of Core Formation, and its power didn't appear insurmountable.
So felt fear; previously, the Demon General, before breaking free, was less powerful than Core Formation, yet Martial Cultivators at Core Formation couldn't handle it. Now at the ninth level, the Demon General seed utterly undefeatable.
"Isn't it just the ninth level of Core Formation? We have so many strong cultivators at Core Formation; can't we handle one ninth-level Core Formation demon?" a family patriarch questioned.
Yang Jiawei glanced at him and sneered, "You wouldn't genuinely think it's a ninth-level Core Formation Martial Cultivator, would you? Even a ninth-level Core Formation Martial Cultivator could crush you with one palm."
The person felt disgruntled by Yang Jiawei's scoffing, but said nothing, just inwardly cursed him for not showing face.
As he noticed other expressions, he realized the Demon General's strength might actually be far less "weak" than he had presud.
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