The only way

Chapter 928: Twelve Years, Red Crane Demon Lord
The battle in Qingquan Mountains quickly came to an end with the defeat of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.

But the fighting situation on other borders was extremely tragic, especially on the battlefield at the junction of Chiyang Prefecture and Yun Prefecture. The fighting was so fierce that it was raining red rain from the sky and the ground was covered with corpses.

This battle between immortals and demons lasted for ten full days and ended with the demons retreating to Yunzhou.

Within ten days, the number of human cultivators who died was no less than one hundred thousand.

The number of demons who died was no less than 200,000.

In just ten days, more than 300,000 souls of immortals and demons returned to heaven and earth, and a murderous aura as thick as a tangible substance rushed straight into the sky. Because of the Tianjing Bi laid out by the three states, nearly 80% of the murderous aura returned to Yunzhou.

Yunzhou, which used to have sea of ​​clouds and blue sky, is now filled with gray.

Ling Chu was standing under the bright sun and cool breeze, looking at the dark sky and devastated land of Yunzhou on the other side of the Tianjing Bi. For a moment, he seemed to see the appearance of the Western Continent.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, she could clearly sense that the Yunzhou ground veins were being eroded by evil spirits. If this continued, the Yunzhou ground veins would sooner or later be completely eroded by the evil spirits. By then, Yunzhou would be barren and life would be cut off, and it would become the next Western Continent.

What Ling Chu could see clearly, the other Nascent Soul cultivators from the five major sects, and even the Divine Transformation cultivators, would understand as well.

However, the message she sent back to the sect fell on deaf ears, and even her master, Master Duanyi, did not respond.

The eldest senior brother did reply to the message, but it was just a short sentence: "Guard the Qingquan Mountains well, and the sect will make the arrangements."

Ling Chu felt a little uneasy after receiving the reply. Her spiritual sense told her that both the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan seemed to have some purpose hidden behind them. Her heart felt heavy as if a storm was about to come.

But she didn't know and couldn't see through the thick fog. The only thing that was certain was that Yunzhou had become the center of the vortex.

The Nascent Soul realm is still not enough after all.

Ling Chu looked at the scorched earth of Yunzhou, and a faint feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart, and his usually peaceful heart began to ripple slightly.

It involves two continents, and even a spirit cannot decide the outcome of the world. One has to go higher, perhaps to the realm of immortals, to decide the outcome of the world.

The road is big, the road is big, what kind of scenery is there at the top?

Ling Chu's determination to seek immortality and transcend became stronger.

Since we can't see through the fog behind, we might as well defend the battlefield in front of us.

Suppressing the uneasiness and doubts in his heart, Ling Chu focused all his attention on the battlefield on the border.

Nearly a year has passed since the first battle between immortals and demons. During this year, the demons have launched a total of ten attacks.

Basically, they attacked the border once a month. The first few times were the most intense. In the Qingquan Mountains guarded by Lingchu alone, there were three changes of Nascent Soul demon cultivators.

The first two times were because the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator was killed by Ling Chu, and the demon clan then sent new Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, each one stronger than the last.

However, the latest Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator is different from the previous ones, in that this Demon Cultivator cherishes her life.

Every time he charged forward with a large army of demons in a grand manner, and then when he reached Lingchu, he would directly send a message to show weakness, and then pretend to fight.

Yes, fake fight.

The first time, this Nascent Soul female demon cultivator named Zhu He fought with Ling Chu for thirty moves, and then flew backwards. The dark red demon blood instantly sprayed into the sky. She was pale, pointed at Ling Chu with a sad and angry look, and then uttered some harsh words and ran away.

While running, he did not forget to order the demon army below to retreat!

The demon army below was stunned at first, then confused, and hurriedly followed the Demon Lord Zhuhe to retreat.

Soon after, the demons on the opposite side came to announce that their Demon Lord was injured and needed to recuperate, so they temporarily ceased fighting.

It wasn't until a month and a half later that they regrouped. The second time, the third time, the fourth time...

The injuries were getting more serious, and the recuperation time was getting longer. The demon army in the Qingquan Mountains was retreating faster and faster, and the process was becoming more and more skilled...

Lingchu turned a deaf ear at first, then became half-believing and half-doubting, but never completely believed it.

The battle situation in Qingquan Mountains fell into an inexplicable stalemate, and the battle situation in other places also slowly changed.

In the first year of the border war between the two tribes, the demon army came with great force and both sides suffered losses.

In the second year, the two tribes started to fight each other, and this year was also the year when both tribes suffered the heaviest losses.

In the third year, the Immortal Sect dispatched more monks to the border, and the demons also sent more troops from the Western Continent.

In the fourth year, the demons launched a massive attack and the war started again.

In the fifth year, the immortal sects took joint action, quietly opened the Tianjingbi, and entered Yunzhou to raid the demon clan. In this battle, one third of the demon clan's forces were wiped out.

In the sixth year, the demon clan was badly damaged and chose to recuperate. This year was a rare period of peace.

In the seventh year, the demons occasionally invaded the border, but for some reason, they did not seem to have any intention of launching a large-scale attack.

In the eighth year, the demons patrolled the border more strictly, but they still only occasionally invaded the border immortal gates.

In the ninth year, the demons, who had been silent for two years, suddenly started a war again and launched a massive attack on the border, which once again focused the attention of all the immortal gates on the border of the four states.

This battle lasted for three years.

In the twelfth year of the Four States Border War, high above the Qingquan Mountains.

With Baiyun as their seat, Lingchu and Demon Lord Zhuhe sat opposite each other. It was very strange that the man and the demon, who should have been facing each other with swords, sat opposite each other in an unusually peaceful manner.

The Demon Lord Red Crane was lying lazily on the white clouds. On his snow-white skin lay a red-feathered crane with its eyes closed, emitting a faint red glow, and looked lifelike.

If it had not been motionless, anyone who saw it would have thought that the red-feathered crane was alive and breathing.

Lingchu's sensitivity to vitality is outstanding. The feather crane painted on the body of the Red Crane Demon Lord seems to be just a work of exquisite craftsmanship, but Lingchu sensed a hidden vitality in this feather crane.

There is also a vague sense of pressure.

This feather crane is definitely not simple.

This is also one of the reasons why Ling Chu has been willing to deal with the Demon Lord Zhuhe over the years.

Ling Chu's gaze passed through the clouds and fell on the land of Yunzhou again.

The Yunzhou land veins are vast and vast. After more than ten years of erosion by evil spirits, although some large land veins still retain vitality, some small land veins have changed and are no longer vital, becoming withered and silent.

If this continues, I'm afraid the large earth veins won't be able to hold out for too long.

According to Ling Chu's estimation, if this situation continues, within a hundred years, the Yunzhou land veins will degenerate by half and the spiritual energy will also decrease.

Three hundred years later, the veins of Yunzhou will be completely exhausted and no more spiritual energy will be produced.

Five hundred years later, Yunzhou will be barren of grass and devoid of any living creature.

A thousand years later, Yunzhou will completely become another Western Continent, a hotbed of monsters and ghosts.

The borders of the four states are where the erosion is most serious, and now there is no grass growing at all.