Chapter 31

"As for Chi... what do you think?"

"What can I think? If he wants a fight, then we fight!"

"We're not afraid of him anyway."

Pinching up a Sunset Fruit from the table, Jiang Yan took a big bite with a crunch.

His face immediately scrunched up.

So sour!

"As long as you're confident."

Morax nodded.

"But this time, Morax."

Jiang Yan walked to the window and, without a flicker of expression, tossed that Sunset Fruit outside.

"You don't need to go to this war."

Hearing Jiang Yan's words, Morax was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Not just Morax—nearly everyone present, whether demon god or adeptus, was stunned.

"A-Yan..."

Little Ganyu stepped forward and gently tugged at Jiang Yan; Jiang Yan smiled at her and shook his head.

"Come on, Morax, haven't you realized it yet?"

Jiang Yan looked at the expressions of the crowd, his tone shifting to one of helpless resignation.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at everyone.

"You are Morax, the Geo Archon of this place."

"You are the leader, the protector of this Guili Plains."

"Look at us—it's not like we're short on demon-god-level combat power. To be honest, I alone leading the army could cut through them all."

"But the Guili Plains is our rear, and there isn't only one Chi Dragon around!"

"The God of Dreams, the God of the Vortex—around the Guili Plains there are still dozens of demon-god tribes scattered here and there!"

"They're all watching this battle."

"Do you still not understand what this battle means?"

The brows of the crowd furrowed slightly; even Morax fell into thought.

"You mean..."

"Exactly."

Jiang Yan nodded, his gaze lifting toward the window.

"In this war, we must, before the eyes of all the demon gods, defeat Chi with an absolutely overwhelming stance!"

"If we need an absolutely overwhelming stance, then why don't we all go?"

This time Jiang Yan didn't need to answer—Lady Guizhong, with her extraordinary wisdom, had already answered Morax's doubt.

"Little Jiang Yan's meaning should be that this war both requires guarding against sneak attacks from all sides and demands an absolute victory against Chi."

"Right?"

Jiang Yan nodded. He looked around at everyone and said:

"This time, you only need to guard against any unusual movements from the demon gods around the Guili Plains."

"Twenty years—Chi certainly won't be unprepared."

"This battle, leave it to me."

Morax stared fixedly at Jiang Yan.

"Confident?"

"Locked in tight."

Jiang Yan grinned, then suddenly heard an exclamation from outside the house.

Jiang Yan gazed into the distance and suddenly said to everyone:

"The Qianyan Army has arrived. Shall we go take a look together?"

Everyone was also very curious about the Thousand Rock Army that Jiang Yan had trained for five years.

Especially Cloud Retainer and Lady Guizhong.

Jiang Yan's expenditure over these five years was no small matter!

Whether food or steel, Jiang Yan's side consumed them like a bottomless pit, which left the adeptus side quite puzzled.

But that puzzlement and doubt vanished without a trace the instant they saw the Qianyan Army.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!......"

Outside the urban area of the Guili Plains, the Qianyan Army gathered like a black river. Their faces were resolute, they held cross-shaped long spears in their hands, and their black-and-gold armor, combined with their faintly sharp aura, intimidated the surrounding civilians until their faces went pale.

"W-what a terrifying army!"

The surrounding civilians muttered among themselves, when suddenly they heard someone in the crowd exclaim.

"Eh! Isn't that Er-Wazi?"

"Aunt Kang! That's your family's Er-Wazi, right? The one who joined the army the Immortal Lord organized five years ago."

That one sentence made the surrounding people erupt.

"I said that guy looked so familiar—it's really him!"

"So this is the army the Immortal Lord organized? So strong!"

"Look, that's my boy! Don't even say it—put him in this set of armor and he really is handsome, ain't he."

The Qianyan Army stood with their spears at their sides, bodies straight; though their eyes held the excitement of seeing their kin, not a single one spoke.

Orders are obeyed and prohibitions enforced; without their commander's order to disband on the spot, they could not move freely!

They stood silently, their aura like that of a Su Xing lion, carrying a faint intimidation and the scent of blood.

To forge this aura, the demons around Mount Tianheng had been purged again and again.

"Truly incredible..."

Xiao Yue Zhu Yang Zhenjun gazed at the army before him and sighed.

"In just five short years to train such a formidable army; indeed, the upper limit of humanity is extraordinary."

Lady Guizhong stood beside Morax and sighed.

"Even this mere ten thousand-strong army requires a terrifying amount of grain and steel."

"Perhaps precisely because of this, the Qianyan Army could possess such strength in just five short years!"

Morax nodded and spoke.

"Look! It's the Zhenjun!"

"The Zhenjun has returned!"

"Zhenjun! Is this the army you trained?"

"Are you still recruiting for your army now?"

Jiang Yan stepped forward; his silver hair and pointed ears made him instantly recognizable.

The people of Guili Plain knew this Wood Spirit Zhenjun, who often strolled the streets and surrounding fields, by sight.