The Crimson Soft Jade and the Exquisite Jade were both spirit jades, but their characteristics were completely different. The Crimson Soft Jade was a fire attribute spirit jade that could absorb most fire attribute magic attacks. It also had a certain self-repair ability after being damaged. It was a good material for refining fire attribute defensive magic weapons. As for the Exquisite Jade, it was an earth attribute spirit jade. It was said that only a few pieces of Exquisite Jade could be found thousands of feet below the desert. They were very hard and were a good material for refining earth attribute defensive magic weapons.
In the past few years, although Wang Changsheng rarely went out, with his identity as Mu Yunxuan's son-in-law and his own strength, he had collected a lot of five element materials. Now, he had more than 30 kinds of five element materials, each of which was a top quality material. Together, they were worth millions of spirit stones.
With the materials in his hands, he could refine a five element soldier. However, at most, he could refine a middle grade five element soldier. There wasn't much potential for cultivation. Wang Changsheng could at most raise the five element soldier's cultivation to the late Core Formation stage. His goal was to refine a high grade five element soldier. A high grade soldier would have the strength of a Core Formation stage cultivator. He could use magic power to raise the five element soldier's cultivation to the Yuanying stage.
Because the righteous sects evacuated in time, they didn't lose much. After gathering together, their strength increased greatly. In the battle with the demonic cultivators, they had a slight advantage.
According to Wang Changsheng's knowledge, after both the righteous and demonic sides built the Dreamy Cloud Prairie, there were several battles between high level cultivators. Even Mu Yunxuan took action, and fought to a draw with Thousand Buddha Temple's Ku Sang. Both sides agreed that high level cultivators couldn't take action, and the lower level cultivators would decide the victor.
For this reason, both sides mobilized a large number of disciples to fight in the Dreamcloud Prairie. Blood dyed the ground red.
Of course, this agreement was only temporary. The leaders of both the Righteous and Demonic Dao knew that sooner or later, there would be a battle between the high level cultivators of the Righteous and Demonic Dao. But now was not the time. Currently, the main force was cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. Every so often, the two sides would fight.
Although the demonic cultivators had taken over many areas, it would take at least a dozen years to completely digest the occupied areas. Therefore, the demonic cultivators weren't in a hurry. On one hand, they dispatched disciples to fight in the front lines. On the other hand, they eliminated the resistance forces in the occupied areas and recruited local cultivators to consolidate their rule.
Because of this, they weren't in a hurry to fight. Whenever a group of low level cultivators died, they would immediately recruit a new batch. There were many cultivators who believed that as long as they had territory and resources, the demonic cultivators wouldn't have to worry about not having low level cultivators to work for them. On the other hand, the righteous sects hoped to unite to defeat the demonic cultivators and reclaim their territory. Therefore, they put in extra effort to defeat the demonic cultivators, regardless of the losses.
After fighting for a while, the righteous sects were shocked to find that they didn't have many new disciples to replenish. This was a very normal thing. The demonic sects recruited disciples in their own territories and didn't have many conflicts with other sects. As for the righteous sects gathered in the Dreamcloud Prairie, they could only recruit disciples from their own territories and neighboring countries. However, there were too many monks and too little porridge, so each sect didn't recruit many new disciples. Moreover, in the process of recruiting disciples, it was inevitable that there would be conflicts with the local cultivator sects. Sometimes, sects from the same country would compete with each other in order to recruit more disciples. They would even privately fight a few times. Fortunately, no one died.
After realizing the seriousness of the matter, the Holy Ghost Sect's Zhou Wen stepped forward and promised that the sect that contributed the most and suffered the most losses would be given priority to replenish. Only then did the situation turn for the better.
After recruiting a large number of local cultivators as disciples, the righteous sects discovered an even more serious problem. The local cultivators didn't have much hope of defeating the demonic cultivators. Instead, they hoped to stop the demonic cultivators from continuing their invasion. After all, their home was here. It would be good enough to stop the demonic cultivators from continuing their invasion. As for defeating the demonic cultivators and launching a counterattack, they didn't have much hope. If they could defeat the demonic cultivators, they would have done so long ago. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the demonic cultivators had the upper hand overall. It was just that they had to consolidate their rule in the rear and temporarily couldn't transfer a large number of people to deal with the righteous sects.
Once the demonic cultivators consolidated their rule in the rear, they would be able to transfer more people to the front lines to fight. Since the righteous sects had more people, there were more monks than there were porridge. Every time they wanted to replenish their disciples, the various sects would quarrel and argue. Whether the righteous sects could withstand the demonic cultivators was still unknown.
The upper echelons of the righteous sects also saw this point. Every time a war broke out, they would organize people and purposefully eliminate the demonic cultivators. After suffering a few losses, the demonic cultivators increased their vigilance and focused on defense. The number of casualties of the demonic cultivators also decreased.
Now, the righteous and demonic sects had entered a stalemate. Both sides were secretly accumulating power, hoping to defeat the other side.
Based on the current situation, the victor wouldn't be decided in the next few years.
Wang Changsheng put away the two spiritual jades and silently recited the fourth level of the Vajra Subduing Demon Scripture, cultivating.
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Qi Country, Underworld Corpse Sect, Yin Ghost Cave.
As usual, Ye Chen flew out of Yin Ghost City and flew towards the area where Ye Mingyue was cultivating in seclusion.
A few years had passed, but Martial Uncle Wang's spirit ghost still hadn't reached the Nascent Soul stage. Ye Chen was disappointed, but also somewhat relieved.
Because the territory had expanded by several times, the high-level cultivators of the Underworld Corpse Sect were all sent out to guard important places or fight at the front line.
With Ye Chen's cultivation level, he was originally going to be sent out to carry out missions, but because he had to look after Wang Changsheng's spirit ghost, he stayed in the Underworld Corpse Sect.
As the battle dragged on, manpower was urgently needed. Now, Ye Chen was the only one left in the Yin Ghost Cave.
After an hour, Ye Chen stopped and turned his head to look down, only to see a thick black fog.
Ye Chen stayed for a quarter of an hour and didn't find anything unusual, so he prepared to return.
A gust of wind suddenly blew, and at the same time, a black fog suddenly appeared in the sky above the mountain range. From time to time, silver lightning flashed past.
At the same time, a large amount of Yin Qi gathered from all directions and gathered in the sky above the mountain range.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen was pleasantly surprised. It was most likely Martial Uncle Wang's spirit ghost that caused this change.
He immediately thought of something and hurriedly flew far away, so as not to disturb Martial Uncle Wang's spirit ghost from condensing Yuanying.
The gust of wind grew stronger and stronger, and the Yin Qi gathered more and more. The black cloud in the sky grew bigger and bigger.
With a loud rumble, a thick bolt of silver lightning flew out of the black cloud and headed straight for the thick black fog below.
The silver lightning bolt flashed and disappeared into the thick black fog without making a single sound.
Soon, the second silver lightning bolt struck, but it still didn't make a single sound. Then, the third, fourth, fifth …
When the tenth silver lightning bolt struck, more than half of the thick black fog dissipated, and a dozen mountains could be vaguely seen, accompanied by a wave of miserable ghost cries.
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