Question: How long does a war between races last?
Answer: Merely ten to fifteen days.
In the Star Sea Realm, as long as your strength has not reached the topmost level, you are always at risk of annihilation.
Take, for example, the beastmen of the Beastman Territory. Its four regional Beastman Royal Families had more than twenty Immortals combined. Countless Golden and Heavenly Immortals bolstered their ranks. Although their power was not top-tier, they were far from weak on the second tier, yet they were wiped out without warning.
Amidst the thick scent of blood was a hint of fragrance. Chen Jiuge watched as a common little white flower at his feet rapidly absorbed the spiritual essence of the Immortal Blood. It quickly transformed, developing its own spirituality as it transcended through ranks.
First Rank, Second Rank, Third Rank, it broke through all the way to Immortal Rank. The blood of the fallen Golden Immortal on the ground had been completely drained by it.
This miraculous scene provided Chen Jiuge with a great deal of enlightenment. A faint green glow appeared in the palm of his hand, drawing out the Life Force of the surrounding Spirit Plants and channeling it into the little white flower.
The tightly closed bud blossomed, and a lovely white flower little elf was born. Its clear, innocent eyes looked up at the adult before it and showed a sweet smile. It threw itself onto Chen Jiuge’s face, constantly making affectionate noises.
In that moment, the Life Dao within Chen Jiuge’s body circulated rapidly, and a unique Dao rhyme appeared around him.
Luo Zhenhai, holding the head of the Lion King, was about to yell out when a wary Luo Zhen kicked him away, saying, "The Divine Son is having a Sudden Enlightenment. Shut your damn mouth."
After harvesting the large number of Spirit Plants spurred into growth by the Immortal Blood on the battlefield, Luo Ze showed a tired expression and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Why do I have to do such bothersome tasks?"
Luo Han said disdainfully, "Am I not human?"
"Ugh." Luo Ze sighed heavily.
Xiang Long, looking at the long wound on his Grey Elephant ancestor’s body, had a face full of sadness. "Old Ancestor, are you okay?"
The Grey Elephant ancestor, wordlessly glancing at his Clan Leader, shut his eyes, not wanting to deal with him.
Xiang Long mistook his ancestor’s state for death and let out a miserable cry, "Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, you can’t die!"
Xue Tianjiao, who had just finished treating an Asura, saw the scene, and a dark line appeared on her cold face. She coldly said, "It’s still alive. It’s probably just weak from losing too much blood; plus, it doesn’t want to deal with you, that’s why it closed its eyes."
Xiang Long’s wailing stopped mid-cry, and he awkwardly bowed and thanked Xue Tianjiao.
A thin layer of ice sealed the wound on the Grey Elephant, and with a gasp, Xue Tianjiao said, "Your ancestor is a Golden Immortal; I can only slightly slow the bleeding. I can’t do anything about the wound itself. You need to find a Golden Immortal Fellow Daoist to help."
Conveniently, Tian Yongshan appeared and said, "Has someone been injured?"
"The Tianyuan Clan?" Xue Tianjiao asked in surprise.
Tian Yongshan glanced at Xue Tianjiao and said indifferently, "The Frost Snow Clan that was annihilated?"
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"My apologies, Yun," Tian Yongshan said casually.
A faint white light enveloped the Grey Elephant’s wound, and as it healed, everyone seemed to hear an angry beast roar.
The Grey Elephant wasn’t the only one wounded; there were many. And there were few with the ability to heal, creating some chaos at the scene.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before the fighting elsewhere had also ended.
Luo Kuisan and Luo Wencheng arrived, leading a group of disciples from the Myriad Beasts Sect. These disciples hailed from Hundred Herbs Peak, and their leader was Second Elder Li SuiFeng. After many years, Elder Li had broken through to Golden Immortal.
"It seems we’ve arrived just in time," Li SuiFeng said with a faint smile.
Divine Skill—Heavenly Rain.
Green droplets fell, easing the discomfort of the injured cultivators. They stopped their loud wailing, leaving only faint groans of pain.
"Go and help heal them."
"To think that the Myriad Beasts Sect has this trick up its sleeve, this divine skill is truly impressive," Luo Wencheng said somewhat emotionally.
For an Asura, getting injured is an everyday occurrence; healing, on the other hand, is unheard of.
"The prerequisite is to become a Spiritual Plant Master," Li SuiFeng explained.
Chen Jiuge felt as if he had returned to the womb, with Life Dao transformed hands incessantly massaging him, clearing up all the hidden injuries from Cultivation, revealing the secrets of life before his eyes.
Countless insights into the Life Dao converged in his mind. His aura became increasingly profound, and a green Tao Fruit began to take shape in his Magic Sea, poised for breakthrough. Should the thought arise, Chen Jiuge feared he could become a Heavenly Immortal on the spot.
Forcing back this notion, Chen Jiuge wrenchingly roused from his epiphany, expressing some regret, "Now is not the time."
Li SuiFeng, who had been observing nearby, looked pained and said, "Jiuge, why didn’t you break through?"
"Break through what? The Divine Son hasn’t reached the pinnacle of True Immortal yet. It’s still too early," Luo Kuisan said, dissatisfied. "But it’s getting close now."
"Second Elder, why are you here? Elders, how’s the battlefield?" Chen Jiuge changed the subject.
"I came to heal your army. With their help, the Beastman Territory has been thoroughly destroyed. It’s just that quite a few of the Fire Seeds from the four Beastman Royal Families have escaped."
"However, it seems the Fire Seeds of these four Beastman Clans have been extinguished by other races. Law Crystals have emerged." Li SuiFeng examined a crystal in his hand that resembled a small tiger with surprise.
"What’s so strange about that? Losers don’t deserve to live."
As per the agreement, the Beastman Territory belongs to the Myriad Beasts Sect, with the resources on it divided evenly between the Asura and the Netherworld King Clan.
The Myriad Beasts Sect was Chen Jiuge’s own Sect, and their help had been considerable. After simply plundering the treasuries of a few major clans, Chen Jiuge backed off; the casualties on his side were not significant this time.