Chapter 1647: Strategic Retreat

“Brothers, do not fear! Follow me and slay these evil spirits!”

At this moment, within the thousand-mile expanse of the Northern Imperial City, whose walls had been breached, a scene of carnage and blood-soaked desolation unfolded everywhere.

Currently, Long Kun was leading a group of elite warriors from the beast army to encircle and kill an exceptionally powerful ancient evil spirit. All of these evil spirits were formidable fiendish thoughts that had emerged after consuming the demonic energy of Motian, the ancient old god.

These were all fully demonized ancient masters, possessing physical forms and powerful cultivation foundations. After consuming the demonic energy, their temperaments had become even more bloodthirsty and violent.

They regarded any life form that possessed life force as prey that must be eliminated, from which they would absorb vital blood essence to sustain themselves.

Such tyrannical beings, even after being imprisoned by the Northern Imperial Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years, still could not suppress their wild and restless natures. Only an absolutely powerful force, capable of annihilating them in one go, could completely subdue these demonic obstacles.

However, the monstrous strength of the creature before them meant that even with Long Kun personally leading the charge, they gained no advantage in their assault. With a deafening roar, an incredibly powerful surge of demonic energy spewed forth from the mouth of this gigantic, totem-like ancient evil spirit.

The potent demonic energy instantly erupted in the center of the battlefield. The waves of demonic energy spreading outwards, wherever they enveloped the beast warriors, would within an extremely short time completely strip away their physical bodies and souls.

Their flesh and bones would instantly be refined into nothingness by this terrifying demonic energy, and all their vital blood essence would then be re-gathered along the surrounding demonic energy back into the ancient evil spirit's body.

This cycle continued: for the beast army, fallen warriors were truly lost, but for the terrifying ancient evil spirit, the more living beings it slew, the more powerful the demonic techniques and abilities it released became, and the greater the vital blood essence it absorbed in return.

With this dynamic of gain and loss, even though the individual ancient evil spirits were not as terrifying in number as imagined, totaling only a hundred or so, their deterrent power and destructive capability on the main battlefield far exceeded everyone's expectations for the beast army.

“No, if we continue fighting like this, our losses will be catastrophic. These ancient evil spirits are becoming increasingly difficult to deal with. We must wait for Boss Xu Yang to return before making any further decisions. All beast armies, heed my command: immediately gather at the center of the battlefield and avoid direct confrontation with these ancient evil spirits as much as possible.”

Little Flower, in a flash of quick thinking, immediately issued this command. The four Beast Sages nodded in agreement, leading their respective beast armies, which had been continuously charging around, to promptly withdraw towards the central area of the battlefield.

However, as Little Flower's command was issued, more and more evil spirits from the surroundings began to follow the moving beast army, continuously encircling the very center of the battlefield, which was the core area of the Northern Imperial City.

Before long, the most powerful among this group of ancient evil spirits, the top-tier evil spirit experts, all demonstrated the ability to traverse the sky.

They quickly joined the beast army below them in the void above the core of the Northern Imperial City, looking down upon the beast warriors, who seemed like lambs awaiting slaughter.

“Hahahaha! Who would have thought that these cursed guys from the Northern Imperial Dynasty would truly arrange such a great benefit for us evil spirit brothers this time? We've just broken through our seals and shackles, and they've already prepared so much deliciousness for us.”

“Big Brother, be content! We've been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years. Now, we've finally seen the light of day again, and we can feast to our hearts' content. If we brothers combine our strength and devour all the beast bloodlines below, our power will undoubtedly break through to the true Boundless Realm. By then, it won't matter whether we cultivate the demonic soul origin or other techniques that originally belonged to us. Once we devour our way to the Boundless Mirror, all paths of heaven and earth will be at our disposal. At that point, even those old geezers who manage the forbidden seals of the Northern Imperial City will be unable to stop our brothers' advance.”

It was clear that these evil spirits had already discussed their strategy for the current situation; they were determined to completely consume the life force of the beast army warriors below.

“Heh, you're just a bunch of stubborn old geezers who refuse to see reason. Do you really think that after being sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, you can still do whatever you please in this era?”

The four Beast Sages wouldn't tolerate them. Even though these ancient evil spirits were far more powerful, everyone knew that once Boss Xu Yang returned, it would be the moment these great evil spirits met their demise.

No sooner had the words fallen than, at the edge of the clouds, Xu Yang was seen rapidly flying towards the void above the core of the Northern Imperial City, accompanied by Yan Xia the High God and the totem of Motian, the guardian god he had just conquered.

“Haha, excellent! Our boss is back!”

The beast warriors below cheered wildly and excitedly.

It truly felt as if they had escaped from hell. In their eyes, Xu Yang was no different from a true god; as long as he was there, light would forever prevail, and victory would always belong to the beast army.

Meanwhile, the three arrogant ancient evil spirits clearly sensed how powerful the totem of Motian was behind Xu Yang. After all, these ancient evil spirits were able to cultivate their own demonic origins precisely because they had been nourished by Motian's own demonic energy. In a way, Motian could be considered the progenitor of these great evil spirits.

Seeing Xu Yang, who had led the beast army on their campaigns, now allied with Motian's totem, immediately sent a chill down the spines of these arrogant ancient evil spirit leaders.

“Strange, why is that young human leader with Ancestor Motian? What exactly is going on?”

The number two evil spirit expert beside him sneered, “Big Brother, there's no need to worry. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. We old brothers have been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years. This time, let alone Ancestor Motian appearing personally, even the will and power of a true supreme god cannot possibly prevent us from seeing the light of day again. Having lain dormant in this cursed place for hundreds of thousands of years, we have missed too much. Now, we have nothing left to lose. If anyone dares to try and deprive us of our freedom, we will fight them to the bitter end.”

Indeed, upon hearing what the number two evil spirit said, the evil spirit leader, whose demonic energy was the most concentrated in the center, also nodded with a solemn expression, fully agreeing with his sworn brother's words.

“Exactly. No one can take our freedom from us anymore. If they dare to oppose us, we will slaughter them all.”

Little did they know, this ancient evil spirit leader had underestimated the situation.