After the destruction of the Immortal Realm, I took in the fallen fairy.

The turmoil in Linxian City naturally spread to the slums.

After emerging from the Immortal Spirit Spring, Lin Heng began directing Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe to continuously add spirit stones to the core of the Demon-Shielding Array.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the Zhang family's house, which had already been devoured by the insect swarm and left only as ruins, was instantly razed to the ground by dozens of galloping demon-patterned warhorses.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Lin Heng's palms began to sweat as he held the spirit stones.

Damn it, everyone says those bastards in Linxian City went too far...

Otherwise, how could it attract so many horses running around everywhere?

However, when they came out of the Immortal Spring, Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe had told him about these demonic warhorses.

When the demonic tide invaded the immortal realm, they were the most widely used warhorses on the battlefield, possessing innate spiritual power.

And their master is none other than a powerful Demon Pattern General...

Although in the immortal realm, the demon-patterned warhorse can only serve as a mount.

But damn it, this is the human realm!

Even without any supernatural demon-patterned generals, the sheer number of hundreds or thousands of demon-patterned warhorses surging in would be too much for a single city in the human realm to handle.

Just look at Linxian City and you'll know.

Under the pitch-black night sky, the city walls had completely collapsed.

Looking from a distance, there are almost no buildings in the city that have been destroyed.

The ground was littered with corpses...

Lin Heng knew that with this wave of demonic tide, Linxian City, which had been established for fifty years, was completely finished.

As for the slums on his side, Lin Heng could only maximize the effectiveness of the demon-sealing array by continuously adding spirit stones...

"Master, only ten spirit stones left."

At this moment, Yun Qinghe brought the last spirit stone from the house.

Lin Heng knew that she was asking him whether he should also be thrown into the Demon-Shielding Array.

Lin Heng said in a low voice, "Throw them all in, let them live first."

Yun Qinghe no longer hesitated and handed over the spirit stones she had painstakingly collected every day to Mu Tinglan.

"But Master, these spirit stones won't last much longer either."

Mu Tinglan looked at Lin Heng with a worried expression.

Lin Heng's gaze fell on the demon-patterned warhorses running wildly around the courtyard. These demons, which had descended from the demonic tide, seemed to have lost their minds and were simply running and crashing into each other based on their physical instincts.

He roughly counted them, and compared to the dense herds of horses in Linxian City, the situation in the slums was relatively optimistic, with only about twenty demon-patterned warhorses.

"With your current restored strength, how many can you take down?"

"The Immortal Spring hasn't restored much of its strength, so I might be able to manage for a while."

Mu Tinglan hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yun Qinghe: "But what about Junior Sister..."

I will do my best.

Yun Qinghe had already gripped a sword tightly in her hand, her expression full of determination.

"Just bluffing won't do any good."

Lin Heng took a deep breath and handed a wooden box from his pocket to Yun Qinghe.

"This is……"

Yun Qinghe slowly opened the wooden box, then her eyes widened in surprise: "Gathering Yuan Grass?"

At the same time, Mu Tinglan also looked at Lin Heng in surprise.

After all, when Lin Heng was stimulating the growth of those two spiritual herbs, she was still farming on the other side and didn't know that Lin Heng had actually grown a spiritual herb like the Gathering Yuan Grass so quickly.

Lin Heng calmly said to Yun Qinghe, "Eat it immediately when the Demon-Shielding Array fails."

"But...isn't this too precious?"

Yun Qinghe's hands trembled slightly as she held the box.

Even in the ancient times of immortality, spiritual herbs like the Gathering Essence Grass, which can greatly enhance one's strength, were extremely rare.

In this era of depleted spiritual energy, her master casually entrusted her with such an incomparably precious spiritual herb...

[Immortal Slave Yun Qinghe's loyalty +10, now 23]

No, what's the point of increasing loyalty at this time?

Lin Heng said to Yun Qinghe again, "No matter how precious it is, we have to save our lives first. Eat quickly, the effect of the Demon-Sealing Array is about to disappear."

Only half of the spirit stone remained in the eyes of the Demon-Sealing Array.

Yun Qinghe no longer hesitated and directly swallowed the Gathering Yuan Grass from the wooden box.

The Gathering Essence Grass is a spiritual herb that can temporarily elevate cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Mu Tinglan was already at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, so taking the Gathering Yuan Grass wouldn't have much effect on her, while Yun Qinghe, who was at the Nascent Soul realm, was perfectly suited for it.

Suddenly, the spiritual light in the eyes of the Demon-Sealing Array completely disappeared.

Almost simultaneously, several demon-patterned warhorses around them also turned their gazes toward Lin Heng and then quickly galloped over!

"Junior sister, let's go."

"Um!"

Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe stepped forward to meet them, one on the left and one on the right, to prevent the battle from affecting their masters.

In an instant, the dark red magic runes shone brightly alongside the dazzling immortal techniques.

After several clashes, one of the demon-patterned warhorses finally collapsed in front of the courtyard gate.

"It seems like everything should be fine."

After letting out a long sigh, Lin Heng also sat down on the spot.

Even though neither Mu Tinglan nor Yun Qinghe possessed the full strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, their immortal techniques were still sufficient to withstand the destructive power of the demonic warhorse.

Unfortunately, they all have spiritual roots that are more suited to support roles.

Otherwise, these twenty or so demon-patterned warhorses should have been dealt with much faster.

It seems I'll have to get a fairy with fire or metal elemental roots as soon as possible, something more geared towards combat...

Right in the middle of the battlefield, Lin Heng was already contemplating what would happen next.

However, the battle unfolded as smoothly as he had anticipated.

"Junior sister, well done."

"Senior sister, it seems I killed two more than you."

Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe, who was holding a sharp sword, met up in front of Lin Heng. Although they were panting heavily, and even the sweat on their foreheads was sticky with a few strands of hair.

But this exhilarating battle was something they hadn't experienced in a long time.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

Suddenly, Lin Heng stood up and squinted slightly as he looked towards the city wall.

"Um?"

Mu Tinglan and Yun Qinghe looked over one after the other.

A lone, demon-patterned warhorse was slowly walking towards them.

But unlike the previous demon-patterned warhorses, it had a demon soldier on its back, covered in purple demon patterns and wielding a halberd.

In an instant, the two who had just been chatting leisurely suddenly became serious.

Lin Heng, standing behind them, also recalled what they had mentioned before—

"The Demon-Slaying General..."

Mu Tinglan took a deep breath, not daring to look away for a moment.

Because she knew very well that even in her prime, she could not defeat the Demon General riding the Demon-Patterned Warhorse.

Not to mention her current strength, which is only a negligible amount restored by relying on the Immortal Spring.

Yun Qinghe, standing beside Mu Tinglan, held a blood-stained sword horizontally, staring intently ahead.

Her strength was even inferior to Mu Tinglan's, let alone the demon-patterned general in front of her.

Even so, those who stood protecting Lin Heng showed no intention of running away.

After all, there's no way to escape from General Demon Pattern, even if you wanted to...

"Master, be careful."

As the figure of the Demon General drew closer, Yun Qinghe gripped her sword tightly.

Even Lin Heng couldn't help but take a deep breath at that moment.

"Junior sister, go!"

Seeing that the Demon General was less than ten meters away from them, Mu Tinglan did not hesitate. She quickly formed a magic spell and took the initiative to meet him.

The next moment, Mu Tinglan was kicked against Lin Heng's door by the tall, demonic general, and lay motionless.

"Senior Sister!"

Yun Qinghe bit her thin lips lightly, then drew her sword and stepped forward.

A ruthless glint flashed in the Demon General's scarlet eyes as he raised his halberd and thrust it forward.

"puff!"

The halberd tip pierced through Yun Qinghe's body, causing her to vomit blood.

Immediately, the Demon General casually swung the hand holding the halberd, sending Yun Qinghe flying to the ground.

The vast difference in strength meant that Yun Qinghe and Mu Tinglan were rendered powerless almost instantly in front of the Demon Pattern General.

At this moment, only Lin Heng remained standing before the Demon Pattern General.

However, Lin Heng had already quietly placed his hand on another wooden box in his arms.

Inside is the Rejuvenating Herb, which has powerful restorative properties.

As long as there is still a breath left, it can have the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

And this resurrection plant was his last trump card.

Once the demonic tide recedes, Yun Qinghe or Mu Tinglan should use the Resurrection Grass to save him; this is the only way for him to survive.

After all, judging from the feedback from the Slave Spirit Seal and the Immortal Slave Manual, neither Mu Tinglan, who had fainted, nor Yun Qinghe, whose body had been pierced, were dead yet.

Having once been fairies, they are no longer as fragile as mortals after obtaining the power of the Fairy Spring.

But Lin Heng knew that the most crucial thing was that he couldn't just kick the bucket...

Clang, clang, clang.

At this moment, the armor on the Demon General's body shook twice.

The next moment, he dismounted from his demon-patterned warhorse and walked step by step toward Lin Heng, wielding a long halberd.

Every step made Lin Heng's heart skip a beat.

Wait, no...

This guy defeated two fairies without dismounting, so why is it so complicated now that he needs to take down an ordinary person like himself?

To Lin Heng's surprise, the Demon Pattern General, who was almost in front of him, suddenly put down his halberd, lowered his head, and knelt on one knee.

"?"

Lin Heng paused for a moment.

What does this mean?

A deep, hoarse voice came from the Demon Pattern General's mouth: "Greetings, Five Sources Immortal Venerable..."

The words were spoken.

The Demon General's body then transformed into a blurry black mist, gradually dissipating before Lin Heng's eyes.

At the same time, the sky, which had been clouded by the descending demonic tide, parted its clouds and once again revealed the light of dawn above Linxian City.

But the golden light of dawn no longer adorns that bustling city.

The city of Linxian is now a desolate ruin overgrown with weeds.

Hundreds and thousands of demon-patterned horses nearly flattened the city into a desert.

On the contrary, the slums around Linheng look more like the city center...

"What kind of bird feather Five Elements Immortal Venerable...?"

Having recovered his senses, Lin Heng had no time to dwell on whether the Demon General had mistaken him for someone else.

Because he has more important things to do now.

Those two celestial servants who risked their lives to protect him, can they still be saved...?