Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Mu Lin: Endless Demons Conference, Alliance of Alien Races? Did I Permit This!

No matter what the other monsters and evil spirits or human cultivators from the legions thought, Mu Lin’s forces pressed forward without hesitation.

For tribes protected by treacherous terrain, Mu Lin deployed the Yin Soil to eradicate their foundations. Ordinary tribes faced Holy Salt-paved paths and the Crow Servants’ flames of revenge reducing all to ashes.

"Fire Crow formation, activate!"

"Hail the coming of the vengeful god!"

"Boom!"

As the war raged, soldiers increasingly worshipped Mu Lin due to his overwhelming battlefield presence. Their faith strengthened him while receiving greater blessings in return.

Three thousand Crow Servants chanting in unison managed to conjure an apparition of Mu Lin’s vengeful spirit golden crow. Though merely a phantom, its emergence set the world ablaze.

The earth split and cracked under drought, rivers boiled away, and scorching air choked the battlefield. The monsters and evil spirits suffered worst – though stripped of solar flames that once suppressed them, the golden crow’s revenge-fueled fire ignited their accumulated hatred.

Wreathed in resentment, these creatures burst into soul-searing flames the instant the phantom appeared. Unquenchable fires trapped them in agonized shrieks as their essence burned.

This vengeful spirit golden crow brought cataclysmic ruin wherever it manifested, requiring no grand gestures to reduce entire regions to smoldering wastes. Normally such terror would appall all witnesses, but under Mu Lin’s command, the destruction fell solely upon enemies.

"Boom!"

While the golden crow embodied annihilation, Holy Salt became the bastion of protection. Abilities that once plagued the three major legions – curses, plagues, corrupting influences – became mere parlor tricks against the purifying salt.

Curses? Scatter Holy Salt.

Plagues? Shower Holy Salt.

Ominous power infections? Dump entire sacks of Holy Salt!

Purification’s simplicity belied its power – neutralizing all anomalies turned complex threats into trivialities. Even demonic immortality crumbled before concentrated Holy Salt attacks.

"Truly, this force both shields and destroys all."

The three major legions revered Holy Salt above all, its miraculous versatility deciding battle after battle.

…

The flame of revenge that destroyed everything, the Holy Salt that purified all, and the Infinite Chains that bound and sealed invisible entities.

These extraordinary powers were granted to the three major legions, making their combat strength surge. With Mu Lin’s clones standing ready in each legion for emergencies, their advance progressed smoothly.

From the first day through the second, third… until the tenth day.

During this period, they swept through countless monsters and evil spirits without meeting resistance.

Mu Lin’s forces cleansed all lands within three thousand miles around the three legions.

Their unstoppable momentum thoroughly frightened the demons and monsters.

In desperation, they cast aside racial differences and gathered on Black Mountain for a Gathering of Demons.

The Three Major Clans presided over the meeting.

The insect apostles – followers of the Mother of Nest Worms who’d initially retreated but returned when opportunity arose.

The Nightmare clan, shadowy beings feeding on dreams and fear.

Third came the Night Demons whose power swelled during night.

These clans all possessed celestial-level combat power backed by evil gods.

Below them stood seventeen royal families with Earth Immortal-level strength, followed by countless strange demonic races.

Other legion cultivators had reason to doubt Mu Lin’s chances.

When so many monsters and evil spirits joined forces, humans truly struggled to resist.

Previously, constant infighting and blood feuds prevented alliances between demons.

But Mu Lin’s grand offensive forced them to unite through the Gathering of Demons.

This decision soon angered the Nightmare clan’s holy maiden and Night Demon clan’s holy son.

The alliance faced immediate discord.

"You’ve witnessed human cruelty and cunning!" declared the Night Demon holy son, appearing as a youthful human male with bat wings and eyes-like magical patterns covering his body. Some sensitive observers sensed his true form resembled a mountainous giant rather than this human disguise. "They offer no mercy! Surrender means death! We must unite against…"

Before he finished, voices interrupted from below:

"If humans are that fearsome… let’s flee!"

"Right! We can’t fight them! Better retreat…"

"The world’s vast enough. Why die here? Let’s leave This Place…"

BANG!

The holy son slammed the podium, furious enough to slaughter the fleeing dissenters below. His violent nature burned through the thin veneer of diplomacy.

However, the one who spoke below was neither his subordinates nor his fellow tribesmen.

Unjustified killings would surely make the other demons and monsters feel threatened and distrustful.

Though furious, he patiently reasoned, "No need to panic. The human race is a threat, but united, we can defeat them. Once we kill their cultivators, their lands and people will be ours to enslave. Imagine freely commanding those humans, even killing them as you please…"

He painted a glorious vision of victory over humanity.

But before he could finish, another interruption came.

"You’re right, but I still intend to leave…"

"If humans were so easy to kill, they wouldn’t have resisted us this long."

"Destroying humans brings benefits, but my tribe won’t survive to see it… Let’s flee."

"Bang!"

Despite his efforts, the cowardice spread through the crowd like plague. This terrible influence made Ye Huang, the holy son of the Night Demon clan, smash the table before him in rage.

His terrifying aura choked the air in the room.

His fierce glare silenced the initial speaker, but other demons and monsters started muttering again.

"Humans can’t be trusted, but neither can these Powerful Tribes! They see us as expendable slave soldiers!"

"They’re using humans to weaken us… This battle aims to destroy both sides!"

"Of course they want human territory! Why share spiritual ground when they can keep everything?"

Endless doubts and escape talks filled the hall.

These words made Ye Huang’s anger spike so violently he nearly exploded. For a moment, he suspected the dissenters were humans disguised as monsters here to cause discord.

"Disguise? Discord?"

His eyes narrowed sharply. Exchanging a glance with the Nightmare clan’s holy maiden, Ye Huang vanished with a "Swish!" and reappeared instantly before a shouting deserter.

"Crack!"

His hand closed around the creature’s throat.

"Buzz!"

Night Demon energy surged, covering the struggler in glowing magical patterns.

"Reveal your true form!"

But the humiliating truth emerged – even under Night Demon power, the creature did not transform into human.

"…"

Mu Lin couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene.

He naturally blended in using the lifelike Paper Figure Secret Techniques, folding paper into the shape of a foreign tribesman. Wearing this disguise, he slipped through unnoticed – a common occurrence among the distrustful demons and monsters who barely knew each other and often fought. Even the Three Major Clans couldn’t inspect everyone’s true identities here.

Being no fool, Mu Lin had countless ways to manipulate others without direct involvement. The fleeing whispers among the crowd weren’t his doing at all. But just as he thought he could keep stirring trouble, something unexpected happened.

The Nightmare clan’s holy maiden acted. While Ye Huang stood embarrassed, she approached the choking tribesman and pressed a finger to his forehead. A phantom-like Other Shore Flower bloomed beneath her touch – Mu Lin’s influence tool, its presence masked by Great Luo Merging Heaven.

"Impressive skill, extracting flowers rooted in souls," Mu Lin mused. Meanwhile, evidence in hand, Ye Huang regained confidence. "See this poison in your souls?" he declared. "The human race wants us dead! Running won’t save us – only unity!"

His obedient subordinate jumped in to echo: "We should follow Lord Ye Huang’s…" The words died as the speaker stiffened, face twisting in terror before collapsing lifeless.

Chaos erupted. Tribesmen scanned the Black Mountain hall as more anti-human advocates dropped dead – some grinning viciously in their final moments. Mocking laughter shook the chamber: "Holding your precious Endless Demons Conference without my permission, you mongrels?"