It was extremely difficult for plant beings to cultivate.
Even so, they would become immeasurably powerful once they succeeded.
For example, Little Willow and the Cloudscraper Vine.
Their divine bodies were so massive that they were comparable to a medium-sized living planet … how powerful would they be?
Moreover, ordinary attacks could not cause any damage to plant life at all.
Their lifeforce was so strong that they could almost instantly recover from broken branches.
"Jiang He!"
In the distance, Wang Hou, who had been hiding for a long time, laughed out loud.
He took to the skies and faced Jiang He.
Meanwhile, one of the newly ascended Grand Luo among the Gods and Demons had a look of utter shock on his face, and he was looking at Jiang He in utter disbelief.
"It's him?"
"Impossible!"
"How long has it been, and he has already cultivated up to Grand Luo?"
Demonic Qi swirled around him like clouds, and he was none other than Modolo, the Demon cultivator whom Jiang He had met once before.
Snikt!
Suddenly, Modolo's expression changed.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest.
A spiked mace with ferocious spikes had pierced his chest.
A dog's head poked out from his back, its eyes filled with disdain as it coldly said, "A mere novice Grand Luo dares to be distracted in a chaotic battle like this?"
"…"
Modolo tried to resist, but the spiked mace contained a mystical power.
His Yuan Spirit was devoured and drawn by that power, and his qi, demonic energy, and lifeforce were rapidly fading …
"I, Modolo, have lived my life, and yet I'm being killed by a dog?"
That was Modolo's first thought.
"The armor I'm wearing is an acquired soul treasure bestowed by my master … could that spiked mace be of a higher grade than my mediocre-grade acquired soul treasure armor?"
That was Modolo's second thought.
"I …"
Even before his third thought rose, a dog's paw whizzed towards him, crushing Modolo's head with a single swipe.
Dumbo withdrew its spiked mace and turned to attack another Grand Luo.
At the same time, a combat armor materialized over its body.
Its black armor shone with dark radiance, and it remained unscathed despite being struck by Grand Luo's godly Dao techniques.
On top of its head, there was a small bell.
The illusory bell silhouette hung upside down, forming a defense that even ordinary Grand Luo could not break.
This small bell was an inferior-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure.
The black armor was a superior-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure.
Dumbo's spiked mace was a superior-grade acquired soul treasure as well.
In fact, Dumbo's canine teeth were adorned with shiny golden braces, and every time it bared its teeth, its mouth would be filled with blinding golden light.
These braces were Inferior-Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasures.
Jiang He personally made it for Dumbo.
As for why it was an inferior-grade acquired soul treasure … it was because Jiang He did not have the materials to craft an acquired soul treasure, and could only craft premium-grade immortal braces before planting them to level up …
They were truly armed to the teeth.
It was not just Dumbo.
Trumbo.
The Seven Calabash Brothers.
Nine Spiritual Stone Monkeys.
Hu Mei, Aoi, Boa Hancock …
Even the three hundred or so pseudo-Overdeities were a set of acquired soul treasures.
They had the advantage in numbers in the first place, and with their advantage in mystic treasures, the battle was one-sided even if their average ability was slightly inferior … especially after they swiftly killed eight foreign Grand Luo and freed up more pseudo-Overdeities to attack the other Grand Luo, leaving only eighty out of the ninety-nine foreign Grand Luo …
And that number was rapidly decreasing.
"Damn it!"
Lord Skyless of the God race and Moyin of the Demon race were the only foreign Grand Luo who were not having a hard time.
Moyin was fighting the Jade Emperor's Golden Armor Clone, and from the looks of it, it was a fifty-fifty fight.
On the other hand, Lord Skyless of the God race, an elite who had slain a Demi-Saint and wielded an innate soul treasure, was actually holding the Cloudscraper Vine back … but the Cloudscraper Vine was using its profound divine strength and frightening lifeforce to keep Lord Skyless occupied, preventing him from escaping.
Some of the Grand Luo elites tried to escape the entrance, but the willow tree was simply too powerful, and anyone who tried would be pulled back … one of the peak Grand Luo unleashed his secret technique in an attempt to cut down the willow tree, only to be cut in two by Jiang He's sword, who was guarding the entrance.
The Grand Luo battlefield was very special, and the nebula entrance was the only entrance.
Wang Hou, who was flying up from below, gaped at Jiang He and muttered, "Are those your reinforcements?"
"How did your dog become so fierce?"
"And those few … aren't they your maids? They're actually stronger than me? "
"Those seven children are actually stronger than me!"
Wang Hou was doubting life itself.
He had never seen the foreign pseudo-Overdeities before, and assumed that they were reinforcements Jiang He had called in. On the other hand, he had seen Dumbo and the others more than once … Wang Hou had always considered himself the second strongest person on Earth.
He believed that no one aside from Jiang He could be mentioned in the same breath as him.
But now …
He was doubting himself a little.
Barking a few times, Wang Hou turned to charge into the battlefield, only to be kicked back by Dumbo, who barked, "Get lost! You're just a weakling who has just reached the thirteenth-tier of martial arts. Why are you here to cause trouble?"
Wang Hou was dumbstruck.
Laughing out loud, Jiang He took out a few bunches of grapes and said, "Minister Wang, you and I don't have to fight. Come, have some grapes."
… …
Outside the Grand Luo battlefield, the elites lurking outside could not see through the nebula entrance and what was happening inside.
Even so, the many Grand Luo in the Celestial Court were able to see the battlefield clearly with the Jade Emperor's Cloud Mirror spell.
The many Grand Luo were beside themselves with excitement.
"Haha! Ninety-nine Grand Luo are all going to die today!"
"Even the Gods and Demons would be hurt by such numbers, and none of the Three Realms would be a match for the Grand Luo in the celestial battlefield in the days to come!"
"Hold on … is that a Grand Luo of the Sky Demons? The Sky Demons actually mobilized two Grand Luo this time … I remember that they only have three Grand Luo … "
Some were excited.
Others were worried.
Lü Dongbin, the Pure Yang True Immortal, a newly ascended Grand Luo and an old friend of Jiang He, said hesitantly, "Lord Skyless and Moyin are personal disciples of the patriarchs of the Gods and Demons. Moreover, there are so many Grand Luo of the Gods and Demons, as well as their vassal races … I wonder if the leaders of the Gods and Demons would interfere."
"What's there to be afraid of?"
A Grand Luo laughed. "The rules of the celestial battlefield are unique, and not even Demi-Saints could force their way into other battlefields. What if the Saints do something?"
There was an abrupt silence at that Grand Luo's words.
The many Grand Luo traded glances …
Ninety-nine Grand Luo …
There were too many of them!
No race in the universe had so many Grand Heavenly Immortals.
Aside from around thirty Grand Luo from the God race and the Demon race, the rest were made up of dozens of elites from their vassal races … it would be a terrible loss for the God race and the Demon race if all of them were to fall, but it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would be a calamity for the weaker vassal races.
At the same time.
In the God Realm.
A majestic figure stepped out from the pinnacle of the God Realm and disappeared beyond the River of Time.
In the Demon Realm.
In the Demon Abyss, a demonic figure that was dozens of thousands of kilometers tall and had two horns on its head slowly opened its eyes. It reached out and tore at the air before it, tearing it apart.
The colossal demonic figure strode forward and entered the spatial rift.
… …
On Earth.
In the wildlands.
An old man wearing Daoist robes and riding a blue ox suddenly looked up at the skies.
"Can't hold it in anymore?"
The old man waved.
The dimensions ahead shifted.
The green ox beneath him leaped and jumped into the constantly changing space-time.
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