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"Did it succeed?"
The Demon Lotus Emperor felt a surge of emotions as he witnessed the scene before him.
He had always placed great importance on Wei Chen's Formation Assignment.
He had always believed that Wei Chen possessed exceptional skills in Formation Assignment.
For a long time, the Demon Lotus Emperor had hoped that Wei Chen would become a formidable Formation Master!
However, as Wei Chen's strength grew, it seemed as if he had ruthlessly abandoned Formation Assignment.
Now, seeing the massive spatial teleportation array constructed by Wei Chen, the Demon Lotus Emperor was on the verge of tears from joy.
After seven months of deep contemplation, to achieve such a remarkable feat, did Wei Chen's Formation Assignment need any further proof?
As they gazed at the enormous Spatial Tunnel, the Demon Realm Army erupted in excitement.
"The Young Mistress has such powerful array skills?"
"Indeed, the Young Mistress is simply incredible; this kind of array technique is beyond imagination."
"Truly divine! The Young Mistress is a goddess of our demon realm and a deity among countless Spatial Planes!"
"With such formidable combat power, mental strength, and array skills, who else but the Young Mistress could possess all of this?"
"We are witnessing the birth of such a great deity; even in death, we could boast about it for countless years."
The Demon Realm Army still habitually referred to Wei Chen as the Young Mistress, a term that was hard to change. Calling Wei Chen a god felt somewhat distant; they could be the private army of the Dark Magic Family!
As the massive Formation Array was constructed, the Three Hundred Million Demon Army provided Wei Chen with an even more intense Power of Belief, surging like a tidal wave, crashing toward Wei Chen and charging into her body.
A profound sense of comfort enveloped Wei Chen.
She never dreamed that constructing the formation would bring such benefits.
"Army, heed my command! Enter the spatial transit array. Our next destination is where I grew up. No one shall disturb a single blade of grass or tree in that world."
With her order given, the Dark Mage led the way as the Warships surged into the array. In the blink of an eye, they appeared at the apex of Soul World.
The entire Soul World, whether human or beast, was left dumbfounded as they gazed up at the sky upon sensing those powerful auras.
A battlefield, two Warships, three Warships...
A full hundred thousand Warships, all Giant Warships, exuding formidable power!
Soul World went completely insane. What on earth was happening?
Where did so many strong beings come from?
Within those hundred thousand Warships were over three hundred million powerful individuals; even the weakest among them could sweep through Soul World effortlessly.
Wei Chen's goal of returning home with her Army was clearly achieved, plunging the entire Soul World into silence and stupor.
No one knew where those Warships had come from or who the individuals aboard them were; they simply felt overwhelmingly strong.
Even the people from the Soul Clan, Thunder Clan, and Sea Tribe who descended from the Soul World were equally shocked. They deeply understood that those Armies were not from the Soul World; the forces of the Soul World seemed as weak as ants in comparison to those Armies.
The formation of Cang Mountain, the protective array of the mountain, activated in an instant, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance.
That Formation System had always made the members of Peach Blossom Sect feel secure, as it was considered the most powerful protective array within the Soul World.
However, when the formation was fully activated, they realized how far from that reality they truly were.
Their proud formation began to tremble under the overwhelming presence of powerful beings filling the sky, as if it might collapse at any moment under that pressure.
Thunderstorm and Ji Pokong followed closely behind the strong warriors of Thunder Clan and Sea Tribe, their hearts racing as they gazed at the Armies above.
Those few powerful beings who had expended tremendous energy to descend from the Soul World were trembling all over!
They had never witnessed so many powerful beings before.
Thunderstorm and Ji Pokong felt a chill run through them, despair creeping into their hearts.
Despair spread throughout the entire Soul World.
Everyone, every beast, shared in this despair.
When the Demon Lotus descended to the world back then, it had never possessed even a fraction of this current power.
Yet even then, the arrival of the Demon Lotus had already sent shockwaves of fear throughout the Soul World.
This time, however, the Soul World was too terrified to even feel fear.
"Lord... are they from the Upper Realm?" Thunderstorm stammered, his voice trembling as he quietly inquired about the Upper Realm experts from the Thunder Clan.
"...No... I don't know... where they came from..." The Thunder Clan expert was equally stuttering, shaking violently as if he had been electrocuted.
In fact, being able to speak at such a moment was already a sign of courage, wasn't it?
Ji Pokong and the Sea Tribe experts were in the same state.
In the shadows, the Soul Clan members trembled. They felt as if someone above was watching them with a sinister smile.
That gaze was anything but gentle; it was like that of a venomous snake!
"Lord... who are they?" the Soul Palace Master asked one of the Soul Clan experts.
The Soul Clan expert replied, "No need for idle chatter. We are already targeted; prepare to die."
...
Inside the Peach Blossom Sect, Han Che and the Pharmaceutical Sovereign, along with Ginger Tooth and Jiang Langying, were anxiously pacing back and forth. Musa, the Peach Blossom Sect Leader who had been nominated by Wei Chen, was even more frantic.
"When is that fellow Wei Chen coming out? He has been missing for four days now!" Musa complained.
Han Che said, "My brother is also absent. It's strange that both of their mainstays have disappeared together."
"Even if they are in closed-door cultivation, with such a commotion, they should have noticed by now," Musa said helplessly.
Weirou, Mu Qingyan, and Snow Cicada stood outside Wei Chen's room, hesitating to knock on the door. They were well aware of Wei Chen's tendency to isolate himself during his cultivation and not wanting to be disturbed. But what could they do in this situation? They needed Wei Chen to come out and make a decision.
Due to Wei Chen's candidness, Ni Junlin, the Seven-Colored Devouring Python who had been critical of him, had also gathered with Weirou, Snow Cicada, and Mu Qingyan, all of them staring at the door of Wei Chen's room.
In the Soul World, in the Central Domain, Elegant and Sister Qingling stood silently, staring blankly into space.
"Sister, is the Soul World really going to perish?" Qingling asked Elegant.
Elegant sighed, "Who knows?"
"Sister, you have no regrets now, right?" Qingling looked at Elegant with an inexplicable curiosity.
Ignoring the looming threat in the air, Elegant's face flushed slightly as she stammered, "Sister, I don't know what you're talking about."
"You can't hide it from me. You are already Wei Chen's woman; you two have been intimate, haven't you?" Qingling's tone was filled with jealousy. "If the Soul World really is going to end, my biggest regret would be not giving my most precious gift to my beloved!"
Qingling’s beloved could only be Wei Chen.
…
In the Southern Region, Mighty and Zhao Yu were anxiously gathered at Peach Blossom Island.
News of Wei Chen's actions in the Central Domain and the establishment of the Peach Blossom Sect had just reached their ears. While Mighty was feeling frustrated, a hole suddenly appeared in the sky as a massive army surged forth, blocking out the sun but making no move; it was unclear what their intentions were.
"Wei Chen, oh Wei Chen, you took away my clear and pure body. I should hate you for that, but I don’t. I still choose to follow you. It’s just a pity that Mighty is too powerful; he wants to take me to the Southern Region and train me as his future successor. I have no choice!"
"If the Soul World is truly going to be destroyed and I am to die, can I at least see you one last time before I go?"
Tears streamed down Zhao Yu's face.
In the Soul World, everyone had their own thoughts, but they all felt as if they were about to die. Regrets began to surface in their hearts, causing each person to quietly reminisce and feel remorseful.
Countless individuals vowed in their hearts that if they could survive, they would live for themselves, do what they wanted to do, and love whom they wished to love. Why live such a difficult life?
Within the entire Soul World, there was only one person who could guess some of the underlying truths.
Donghua!
The Donghua Sword Immortal from the Hua Xia World!
He sensed the aura of the Hua Xia World within the Army, as well as the presence of the Nine Immortal Realm and even the demonic realm!
Holding his sword, Donghua looked up at the vast Army and furrowed his brow in thought. "What’s going on? People from the demonic realm? From the Nine Immortal Realm? From the Hua Xia World? Have they gone mad? How could the Three Major Spatial Dimensions possibly unite and send troops inexplicably? How could they inexplicably arrive in the Soul World?"
"In a place like the Soul World, is there really anything worth uniting over for the Three Major Spatial Dimensions?"
"It’s impossible. With over three hundred million people, why would so many be needed? Just one warship would be enough to crush the Soul World countless times!"
Donghua pondered this when he suddenly sensed familiar auras.
"Is that... Emperor Dayu's aura? Even someone like Emperor Dayu has come?"
"And there's also the aura of an Immortal Emperor from the Nine Immortal Realm..."
"Oh my, can someone tell me what exactly is going on here?"
Suddenly, the Demon Lotus Emperor released a faint aura.
Donghua, who had been a nemesis of the Demon Lotus Emperor, immediately sensed the presence of the Demon Lotus Emperor.
"Demon Lotus Emperor?"
"That's right, it's the Demon Lotus Emperor!"
"But wasn't the Demon Lotus Emperor in Wei Chen's Sea of Consciousness? How is this possible? Has he reassembled his body?"
"How could that be? He's with the powerful beings from the Nine Immortal Realm and Hua Xia World?"
"What the hell is going on? The Demon Realm... Nine Immortal Realm... Hua Xia World... what do all these have to do with each other?"
Donghua was nearly driven mad as countless auras flooded into his mind.
Gradually, he understood that those auras were intentionally sent to him.
He realized that there were many traces of Mental Strength probing him.
Donghua's Mental Strength was not strong, and his current combat ability was also lacking. However, he was once the Sword Immortal Donghua, a figure of Immortal Emperor level in the Nine Immortal Realm. His swordsmanship remained intact, and his foundation of Mental Strength was still there. The moment he was being spied upon, he could sense it immediately. Moreover, he could identify who the owners of those auras were.
"Damn! What is going on?"
Donghua gripped his sword tightly with his right hand. Being spied upon by so many powerful beings made him uneasy; the dignity of the once strongest Sword Immortal would not be easily provoked.
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