Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"You beast! Take this!"

Before he could react, Li Yuan's knife was already there.

"Pfft!"

The wolf's head shot into the sky, spraying blood everywhere, and the entire battlefield reeked of blood.

The headless corpse of the Snow Wolf Demon King crashed to the ground, creating a crater. Its primordial spirit had just escaped from its body when it was annihilated by Li Yuan's blade.

"Listen to my command! The Snow Wolf Demon King is dead! Surrender now!"

Li Yuan straightened his head, and the enormous wolf head flew into the air, hovering above the battlefield. He channeled his Yuan energy, and his voice, like thunder, echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

"The Inspector is mighty!"

"The Tang Dynasty will surely prevail!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the human soldiers erupted in thunderous cheers.

The demon soldiers were struck dumb, their eyes filled with terror as they stared at the figure standing in the air with a sword.

In an instant, their fighting spirit vanished, they let out mournful howls, and turned to flee.

"kill!"

Li Yuan stepped over the corpse of the Wolf Demon King and charged into the depths of the demon realm, wielding his sword. He specifically targeted demon kings, moving with ease and cutting through enemies like vegetables. No one could withstand three moves from him.

He was no longer the Qi Condensation Realm cultivator who needed to proceed cautiously and carefully navigate every step.

Now he has the confidence to crush everything and has become a force capable of changing the course of the battlefield!

"Li Yuan! It's Li Yuan!"

A human soldier recognized him and shouted excitedly, "That's the Tang Dynasty prodigy who slew three demon emperors in one go!"

"Brothers, follow Lord Li and kill them!"

Led by Li Yuan, the offensive was fierce and unparalleled. The demon race was stunned, their formation collapsed, and more and more demon soldiers began to flee.

On the high platform in the center, Feng Wuhen saw this scene and couldn't help but nod repeatedly: "Hahaha, this momentum is really strong. Placing it at the vanguard was definitely the right move."

"Send the order! Launch a general offensive! Recapture the lost territory!"

As the horns sounded, hundreds of thousands of troops surged forth like an iron torrent. One bad news after another arrived. Seeing dozens of his demon kings and several demon emperors fall in an instant, the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor knew that the situation was hopeless and reluctantly ordered a retreat.

In an instant, the demon race was routed and fled westward in disarray. The human army pursued them relentlessly, recapturing dozens of towns that had been lost for months and pushing the battle line more than 300 miles westward.

In this great battle, the demon race suffered heavy losses, losing five demon emperors. Including the battle of Congling, Zhu Yan's direct forces were reduced to half.

With this, the siege of Mengchi was completely lifted.

The army entered and recaptured the city, and the whole city was in an uproar. People who had heard the news and returned home took to the streets to welcome them.

They held wine jars, brought melons and fruits, and held the soldiers' hands, tears streaming down their faces.

It's hard to leave one's homeland; given the chance, who would willingly leave the hometown that gave them birth and nurtured them?

Li Yuan rode his horse in the procession, looking at the scene before him, his heart filled with mixed emotions. A few months ago, when he first arrived in the Western Regions, he saw refugees displaced and the place desolate.

And now, the desolate and ruined Western Regions have finally regained some liveliness.

This is probably the meaning behind the soldiers' life-and-death struggles; they are not only protecting the territory of the Tang Dynasty, but also every ordinary and vibrant life on this land.

The Zhu Yan Demon Emperor suffered a series of defeats and retreated all the way to the border. He finally managed to stabilize his army's morale and temporarily stationed himself in the deep mountains.

Along the way, many demon kings secretly led their people to escape, and even a few demon emperors considered leaving.

This battle has been going on for several years, and he finally achieved this success, which has also raised his status in the Demon Court. How could he be willing to retreat now?

With this in mind, the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor entrusted his army to his trusted demon emperors, and returned to the Demon Court as quickly as possible to find a way to win over some more demon emperors to his side and launch a counterattack.

The atmosphere in Tianyao City was gloomy.

The Zhu Yan Demon Emperor stood in the main hall, his face ashen.

News of the frontline defeat had already spread far and wide, and all the demon emperors who had previously fawned over him had changed their tune, now mocking and ridiculing him whenever they saw him.

It was no easy feat to gather all the demon emperors for a grand assembly, but it was clear that very few people were in his favor. Most of them huddled behind Demon Emperor Mo Lin, whispering amongst themselves and glancing at him from time to time, clearly not saying anything nice.

Zhu Yan Demon Emperor clenched his fists, his teeth itching with hatred. Victory and defeat are common occurrences on the battlefield. It was just a minor defeat. As long as the Demon Court had enough Demon Emperors willing to fight, he could make a comeback.

Thinking of this, he composed himself, forcibly suppressed his anger, and stood before the main seat.

"The war in the Western Regions is urgent. I need your troops to assist me. If it is a counterattack by the human race, my demon court will be in danger. In that case, none of us will benefit."

Silence fell over the main hall.

The demon kings looked at each other in bewilderment. The demon court was far away from the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty must be crazy to send troops to invade.

Seeing that no one moved, the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "I was careless this time. As long as someone is willing to help me, I will reward them handsomely, and we will share the benefits equally."

He had previously used these benefits to lure more than twenty demon emperors into participating in the war, and this time he tried to use the same trick again, but no one bought it.

"Lord Zhu Yan, we can discuss borrowing troops, but before we send them out, I would like to clarify one issue."

A moment later, a gentle and mellow voice rang out.

The Demon Emperor Mo Lin, dressed in a deep purple brocade robe, with a refined and scholarly face, looked at him with a half-smile: "What exactly is the Demon Court fighting this battle for?"

Zhu Yan frowned, extremely displeased, but still replied, "Naturally, we fight for the benefit of the demon race."

"No!"

Mo Lin Demon Emperor shook his head. "If it's truly for the benefit of the demon race, then you should know your own limitations and know when to stop."

He said with a mocking smile, "Excuse my bluntness, but since the start of this war, we have wasted countless demonic powers and lost so many demon emperors, yet our territory remains unstable, the people's hearts are not united, and we have not even achieved our initial strategic goals."

"If the fighting continues, I'm afraid it will wipe out the entire wealth of the demon race."

He stared coldly at the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor, "When His Majesty the Demon Emperor emerges from seclusion, how do you intend to explain yourself to him?"

Upon hearing the name of the Xuan Tian Demon Emperor, the Zhu Yan Demon Emperor's pupils constricted, and he instinctively felt a little guilty. He had thought that he could strengthen his power while the Demon Emperor was away, but he did not expect to end up like this.

But now he's in a bind and has no choice but to go his own way. Otherwise, when the Xuan Tian Demon Emperor settles his score, he'll surely die without a burial place.

Whispers filled the hall as many demon emperors exchanged glances, clearly agreeing with Demon Emperor Mo Lin's intentions.

Zhu Yan's face immediately darkened: "Mo Lin, are you going to back down now?"

"I'm just stating the facts."

Mo Lin Demon Emperor was not afraid at all. In terms of strength, he was no less than Zhu Yan. In terms of connections, he was one of the three regents appointed by the Demon Emperor.

"The fact that you've fought like this only proves that you're not capable of conquering the Western Regions; on the contrary, you'll only drag the Demon Court down with you."

Mo Lin smiled meaningfully, "After all, the Demon Court cannot afford endless consumption; it must always leave some strength for His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

"Exactly! You promised you'd conquer the Western Regions, we don't want to be your sucker!"

A demon emperor who had always been neutral then spoke up, which was echoed by the crowd, and Zhu Yan's face grew darker and darker.

"By the way, my informant in Chang'an just reported that the battle in the southern border of the Tang Dynasty has ended, and Sun Quan's troops will soon be heading to the Western Regions."