Chapter 364: The Divine Invocation Art Reveals Its Might: The Holy King Descends, Astonishing the Mortal World (6/7, Requesting Subsc

Su Xiao: "Is the Five-Colored Silkworm starting to spin silk already?"

Ye Hei: "I remember that before reaching adulthood, the Five-Colored Silkworm spins silk once, then falls into a long sleep before becoming adult. So… is the Five-Colored Silkworm about to reach the Great Saint realm?!"

Yotsuya Miko: "The Five-Colored Silkworm grows so fast."

Huang Rong: "The heavens and earth have ascended twice; even the little spirits have become Saints. The Five-Colored Silkworm naturally isn't far behind."

Miyabi: "That's true."

Su Xiao: "Just thinking about others winning without effort while I have to work hard to cultivate makes me feel so miserable."

Ye Hei: "'Hard work' to cultivate? That's a funny thing to say—if others knew how you cultivate, those who practiced ascetic cultivation would probably collapse."

Han Paopao: "What does our cultivation have to do with hard work?"

Su Xiao: "Uh… fine, I just want to make things easier."

Gao Baoli: "I want that too! 【Heroes See Alike】"

Ye Hei: "Stop dreaming. Where's there such a thing? Unless you're willing to become a being of the Taixuan World and bear the Heavenly Mark, the heavens won't pour primordial spiritual energy into you!"

Su Xiao: "Then I'll pass for now—I have plenty of points; I'll cultivate on my own."

Zhang Taixuan: "I've listed some Thunder Bamboo. If anyone needs it, buy it—grow it slowly."

Su Xiao: "Yay! Buy one—wow, only five hundred thousand points."

Han Paopao: "??? Rich lady, please stop showing off—none of us earn points that easily."

Ying Zheng: "Five hundred thousand isn't expensive—a million years ago, it was a top-tier 'Three-Nine' Heaven Spirit Treasure."

Lin Fengjiao: "Bought it! 【Image】 Thunder Bamboo in hand, going to plant it. Signing off."

World of Demon Resurgence.

A border city.

"Lord Taixuan has transmitted the Divine Invocation Technique—now we have another method to confront enemies."

A Daoist Priest in blue robes muttered softly, offering incense devoutly while reciting incantations.

White smoke rose from the incense and candles.

A beam of Bai Guang descended, and in the next moment, the Daoist Priest felt his spiritual platform blazing with light, while a holy, radiant power surfaced across his body.

"It really works—this is the power of the Holy King of Light. I didn't expect even a trace of power to be this strong. No wonder he's a divine being under the Dao Jun. If the true body of the Holy King of Light could descend, what divine might would that be?" the Daoist Priest gasped. "I must worship sincerely from now on—otherwise, if I only pray at the last minute and fail to summon the deity, it'll be disastrous."

As he thought this, a clamor rose from outside.

"What's all this noise?" the Daoist Priest frowned and asked sternly.

Because the lands of Huaxia cultivate the Immortal Martial Dao, with countless experts, the demonic forces within the territory have long been suppressed.

No longer as brazen as before.

Now the entire land is peaceful and orderly; in half a year guarding here, Wang Changsheng had never encountered such late-night commotion, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Master Wang, a great demon has led tens of thousands of demons toward our border. Please give orders, Master."

Wang Changsheng frowned: "So many demons at the border? Don't they know our Huaxia has the Supreme Immortal Martial Dao to subdue demons?"

"They don't know," came the reply from outside. "These foreign demons probably don't understand the divine might of Martial Dao, which is why they've dared to invade."

Wang Changsheng pondered: "True. I'll go take a look."

He took up his weapon and climbed onto the border wall.

In the past, a wall along the border was unnecessary.

In modern warfare, walls had almost no tactical value—only a waste of money.

Now, with demon resurgence, walls had become necessary.

Moreover, walls in the Demon Resurgence Era differed from before—they were inscribed with arrays of talismans, granting unprecedented defensive power.

"Indeed, there are many demons," Wang Changsheng stood atop the wall, gazing at the dark mass of demons miles away, and drew a sharp breath. "There are even three fourth-realm demons here—this place won't hold. Quickly notify higher-ups to send reinforcements!"

Fourth-realm demons were no ordinary demons; by the old classification of the Immortal Martial Dao, they were equivalent to Land Immortals.

Wang Changsheng, though gifted, had received only one Zi Yang Pill—and he had barely reached the true qi realm. Facing such demons, he had zero chance of victory.

"Good!"

Moments passed.

"Worse, Master! Communications are blocked—they came prepared. We can only wait for higher-ups to notice the anomaly and send aid."

Wang Changsheng's expression hardened: "So… we're on our own now?"

"Yes."