After leaving Dome City, Lu Qingshan, who had gotten rid of the patrol mission, felt like a bird flying in the sky and a fish swimming in the sea.
The area of the fourteen cities was very large, but for a sword cultivator, it was too small.
If he wanted to go deep into the demon occupied area, he could not go through the frontlines.
At the frontlines, there were millions of human and demon soldiers, and the flames of war filled the sky. As a realm six cultivator, it was impossible for him to pass through the tens of thousands of soldiers.
Taking a detour was the only choice.
Even though he had to take a detour, he did not need to waste too much time.
Lu Qingshan just had to copy how the Demons went around the frontlines and entered the human territory.
The Demons definitely had a blockade of the airspace and a defensive line.
But it was not difficult to avoid the Demons' aerial blockade.
In the vast and empty Middle Spirit Realm, even with the demon race's massive manpower, it was basically impossible for them to completely control the barrier's airspace.
The Demons also could not mobilize too many people.
Their family was big, but at the same time, their business was big, and they had too many things to do.
Therefore, the airspace blockade was only to prevent large scale human cultivators. As for the infiltration of Lu Qingshan and Mo Yan, they really did not have much ability to guard against them.
With Lu Qingshan's current speed, even if he carried Mo Yan, he still easily went around the defensive line of Oxhorn, Hutou, and Horseshoe by evening, and entered the Demons' territory.
Even a realm seven cultivator would feel ashamed of their inferiority to such a speed.
After passing through the frontlines, Lu Qingshan paused for a moment, and seriously sensed the source of the ripple. Then he started again, and continued to fly towards the west without slowing down.
The further west he went, the more devastated the land beneath his feet became.
After the Demons entered the territory, they started a massacre. Along the way, Lu Qingshan did not know how many starving people on the side of the road, and corpses full of crows hanging on the trees.
In the burning city, black smoke rose from the golden rice fields. It was a scene of chaos and chaos.
In addition to the Demon Race, there were also small groups of Demon Beasts that appeared like locusts after autumn, roaming all over the Demon Race's territory.
Along the way, Lu Qingshan also saw many Demons troops heading east.
These were the forces that the Demons had continuously transferred from the Ceaseless Region. They were also the forces that the Demons relied on to invade the Middle Spirits.
Lu Qingshan only glanced at these Demons from afar and did not get too close.
"Lu Qingshan, the water vapor is so thick." Gu Yiyi, who had always been lazy, woke up from her rest. She had yet to figure out the situation and asked in a daze, her voice a little excited, "Where are you?"
"No, that's not water." Lu Qingshan retracted his gaze from the ground.
Over there, a group of Demonic Beasts with Demonic Qi all over their bodies were heading east.
"Those are tears …"
Lu Qingshan said, "There's still blood."
.....
Nightfall.
It had been more than 12 hours since Lu Qingshan left Dome City.
It was winter.
Snowflakes danced in the air and formed a thin layer on the ground that was so red that it was almost black.
When one stepped on the ground, one could hear a crisp creaking sound.
Splat.
Li Si pulled out the sword in his hand from the chest of the Demonic Cultivator in front of him.
Blood immediately spurted out from the bloody hole made by the sword.
His gaze was very cold.
It was obvious that he had experienced such a scene many times, causing him to be somewhat numb.
He held the sword and looked at the Demonic Cultivator who was surrounded by his companions. He twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered in his heart.
The job of killing should still be done by us Sword Cultivators.
"I'll help you!" He shouted softly.
That Demonic Cultivator was only in the Fifth Rank Realm. However, he had the advantage of being able to withstand a beating. At this time, he did not have much ability to resist and was only relying on his physical body to resist.
When the other Cultivators who surrounded this Demonic Cultivator heard Li Si's soft shout, they immediately understood what he meant. As if they had a tacit understanding, they opened up a gap.
Li Si followed this gap and pierced the Demonic Cultivator's forehead with his sword. It was impossible to guard against.
.....
In this sudden encounter, the human Cultivators had obtained a complete victory.
They quickly cleaned up the battlefield and cleaned up the traces. Just as they were about to leave, Li Si's gaze suddenly focused.
In the snow, he saw a wild deer hiding behind a rock and looking around.
Li Si seemed to have thought of something. His heart skipped a beat. A ray of Sword Qi shot out from his fingertip like a sharp arrow.
Splat!
The wild deer fell to the ground.
Li Si smiled in satisfaction.
"Li Si, you brought game for your little girl again?" His companion joked with a smile.
Li Si shook his head and scolded jokingly, "What little girl? Don't talk nonsense."
As he spoke, he walked forward and picked up the wild deer. "Come, let's go back."
.....
Several hours later.
Li Si and his companions met up with their companions.
This was a very strange group.
Eight or nine Cultivators who were already very old, as well as hundreds of mortals in ragged clothes.
Seeing Li Si and his companions return, the Cultivators quickly surrounded them and asked anxiously, "How's the situation?"
"It's generally safe. The Demons didn't march in this direction. However, we did encounter a few wandering Demon Whelps on the way. We killed them all along the way." Li Si bared his teeth and said.
"That's good." The Cultivator who asked the question heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the Cultivator who asked the question suddenly lowered his gaze and revealed a meaningful smile.
Li Si also felt movement beside him. He looked down and saw a small hand tightly clutching the corner of his clothes.
She had a dirty little face, and her skin was dark. Her eyes, which were equally dark, were unusually lively and watery.
"Don't be afraid. In a few days, we'll reach a safe place." Li Si, who had no children, comforted the little girl with a gentle voice that he had rarely seen in his life.
The little girl shook her head, indicating that she was not afraid.
However, her eyes were glowing as she stared at the wild deer in Li Si's hands. Her eyes were like a little rabbit that had seen a carrot, cute and pitiful.
Seeing this, the Cultivator who came with them couldn't help but say, "Li Si, it's understandable that you killed the Demon Whelps. This wild deer didn't do anything wrong. Why did you kill it? There's no one to reason with. "
"Who said it didn't do anything wrong? It's its fault for being so fat." Another Cultivator came up and teased.
The others couldn't help but laugh.
"Cough cough …" Li Si's face turned red, but he didn't explain anything. He only reached out his large hand and patted the little girl's head. Then, he shouted to his companion beside him, "Don't just watch the show. Help me roast this wild deer."
"Li Si, my fire technique is used to kill enemies, not to roast meat for your little girl." The companion who was called out said unhappily.
"Don't give me those useless things." Li Si threw the wild deer to his companion. At the same time, he reminded, "Remember to lower the heat this time. It's going to be burnt. You keep bragging about your technique control. You can't even roast meat properly. Damn you."
"You don't even know how to be polite when you ask me to do something …" His companion muttered softly, but his hands started to move obediently.
.....
A moment later, the wild deer was roasted. The steaming, oily deer meat made the little girl smile happily.
However, the little girl didn't immediately gorge herself. Instead, she bowed to Li Si to express her gratitude.
Then, she carried the wild deer meat and skipped into the crowd. She first distributed the deer meat to the other elders.
"Her whole family was killed. Now, she's the only child left. You have no children in your life. You just happen to like each other." A cultivator walked to Li Si's side and whispered, "If we can bring them safely out of the Demon occupied area and return to the Human Realm, I think you might as well adopt her."
"Although she's mute, it's not a big deal with our abilities. When the time comes, we should be able to find a Spirit Cultivator to cure her."
"You're already so old. Isn't it good to have a little girl call you Dad?"
Li Si's face bloomed with a smile when he heard his companion's words. It was as if he had seen that scene and was a little moved. However, he quickly calmed down and shook his head. "Let's talk about it when we can leave this place safely first."
"The situation isn't good?" His companion sensed something and quickly asked.
"Although we've purposely taken a remote path and avoided the Demons' army's marching route, have you noticed that recently, the situation of our scout team encountering wandering Demon Cultivators outside has become more and more frequent?"
To cultivators, the term 'scout' was already somewhat unfamiliar.
In order to avoid being suddenly attacked by the enemy, scouts were a must for mortal armies to advance.
However, for cultivators, the concept of a scout was very rare.
This was because mortals and cultivators were no longer the same species. The difference was too great.
For mortal armies to march 50 kilometers in a day was already considered fast.
At this speed, scouts galloped on horseback, their speed was much faster than the army. Therefore, they could run far enough to gather information and return safely.
However, when a cultivator army advanced, it was like a high-speed interstellar fleet. In addition, the range of a cultivator's Divine Sense was extremely wide. If they were to send out scouts, it would become a problem as to what cultivation base to send out.
Those with low cultivation bases were not fast enough and could not even compare to the speed of the army. They could not spread out over a large area at all. How could they scout?
Those with high cultivation bases were fast enough, but …
How could a marshal be a scout?
Those who could truly be considered half a scout were usually Sword Cultivators or Meditation Cultivators to scout the surrounding situation.
Although it was called scouting, it was actually half scouting and half fighting.
As for Li Si, this time, he took on this job that he had some experience in.
However, this time, the role of a scout was extremely important.
Li Si looked at his companions around him and thought in a daze.
A few days ago, he did not know any of these companions.
Because not long ago, as "veterans" who retired from Longcheng Pass, they were in different provinces of Middle Spirit and did not interact with each other.
Later, the evacuated flying ships brought the Cultivation Recruitment Order to their respective hometowns.
Then, they set off, bringing their own men and gathering at their own expense from all over the world to the Western Front Line battlefield.
They were not a "regular army", their cultivation bases were not outstanding, and they were still old. They did not know who their companions were, and they did not know where the battlefield was.
Logically speaking, this was a very blind operation.
However, for this war, it was not.
This was a war that concerned the survival of the entire Middle Spirit. It was a war between Daoists and Devils.
Therefore, everyone was a regular army. Every Middle Spirit cultivator they met on the way was a companion and a comrade.
Therefore, even if they did not know each other, they could quickly become comrades-in-arms after meeting.
As for the battlefield?
Wherever there were enemies, that was where the battlefield was.
Adhering to this idea, they plunged into this area.
Their actions were even faster than the Sword Sect's.
When they first arrived here, they were still looking for and killing lone Devil Cultivators.
After all, they did not have many people and were not organized. They could only ambush and pinch the soft persimmons.
Then, the Demons' army passed through like locusts.
Everywhere they passed, there was a massacre.
The Demons needed a stable rear, and at the same time, they needed to vent. They needed to stimulate the violence and killing intent in the hearts of all the Devil Cultivators.
Therefore, from the beginning, the Demons did not intend to leave a single person alive in the area they had occupied.
The war between Daoists and Devils had always been cruel.
Li Si met these refugees on the way back.
These were the people from a small village. They were lucky enough to avoid the first wave of Demons' army and then tried to flee to a safe place.
However, at this time, Demons were everywhere in this area. Where could these people who had not even left their village for their entire lives escape to?
They had just walked a few dozen kilometers when they encountered wandering Devil Beasts that had been tainted by Devil Qi.
When Li Si arrived, these people were only left with the old, the weak, the women, and the children. Facing the nearly invincible Devil Beasts, the adult men stood up timidly and bravely, using their own lives to buy time for their loved ones to escape.
In fact, the effect was not great.
If Li Si had not arrived in time, these men would not have been able to save their loved ones no matter how fearless they were.
However, Li Si came.
Therefore, these men's sacrifice was worth it.
Li Si killed the Devil Beasts and faced these hundred or so people in ragged clothes who were looking at his compatriots with cautious but hopeful eyes. From that moment on, he understood that his mission was no longer to kill lone Devil Cultivators, but to think of a way to take them out of the area occupied by Demons.
This was destined to be an extremely difficult path.
These refugees did not have cultivation and could not use escape techniques. They could only walk, and could only walk a few dozen kilometers a day.
In addition, with so many people, it was not easy to hide. Just eating and drinking was a big problem. Li Si, who had already abstained from eating, did not have any mortal food in his mustard seed.
Fortunately, he ran into these companions again.
In the mustard seed of one of his companions, there were a few bottles of Fasting Pills that he did not even remember when he put them there. Finally, the problem of eating and drinking was solved.
Their only problem now was how to take these defenseless refugees through this vast minefield and into the safe zone.
They did not have a flying boat, so they chose a stupid method. Cultivators would scout ahead, and after confirming that it was safe, they would take these refugees and follow.
Like feeling stones to cross a river, they explored step by step towards the safe zone.
"What do you mean?" His companion asked cautiously.
Li Si shook his head. "I can't say for sure, but I have a bad feeling."
"Let's change the path." He thought for a while and suddenly said, "I'll go to Min Mountain and take a look."
"You rest. I'll go." His companion volunteered.
Li Si waved his hand. "Let me do it. You guys are not as fast as me."
His companion pursed his lips and did not argue.
Whether it was killing enemies or escaping speed, they could not compare to the veteran Sword Cultivators who had experienced hundreds of battles.
This was their profession.
.....
Min Mountain.
A pale white crescent moon appeared in the sky. The wind and snow blew, causing Li Si's robe to flutter.
From time to time, branches would break under the heavy weight, and snow would fall.
Li Si stepped on the snow, leaving footprints, which would quickly be covered by new snow.
The scout's mission was not simple. Other than checking if there was any danger, he had to personally walk the path and see if it was suitable for mortals.
The next moment, Li Si seemed to have discovered something, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He slowly turned around.
There, an enormous being twenty feet tall stood there. It was covered in bright red scales, like a suit of armor as red as fire.
Its lantern-like eyes glowed with a ferocious light as it looked coldly at Li Si.
Its gaze was full of brutality and contempt as if it was looking at an ant.
Its aura was even more terrifying.
Terrifying, ferocious, brutal, powerful.
A Sixth Grade Red Scaled Demon.
Li Si, who was no more than sixty feet tall, wore a thin robe. His posture was even slightly stooped, and his black hair was mixed with white, shaking with the dancing snowflakes.
His face was full of wrinkles that represented his age, and his cultivation was only at Realm Five.
It was as if a general in magnificent armor was facing an old soldier who was barely clothed.
The stooped old Sword Cultivator summoned his Lifebond Sword, spat into his palm, and gripped the sword tightly, straightening his body.
The sword hummed.
Then, he raised his head and pointed his sword at the monster not far away.
The two looked at each other across the air, and their gazes collided.
One was as brutal as fire, the other as calm as ice.
Deep in the mountains, flying snow, a monster like fire.
Dark night, waning moon, a killing intent like ice and snow.
"Demon bastard …"
Li Si's voice was colder than ice, just like his sword.
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