Three days have passed since Long Kui's demonic body appeared.
Hualingchi finally regained its 'vitality' and 'awakened' from its silence.
The spiritual mist is hazy, the spiritual tide surges, and the gorgeous seven-color brilliance blooms again.
It is spectacular, like a fairy lake.
Attracting a new round of attention from the audience.
As time goes by, the spiritual mist becomes more hazy, the spiritual tide becomes more turbulent, and the colorful waves of light converge in bloom, and reach the sky in the convergence.
At noon, the excitement at the beginning of the execution was once again reached, and there was a faint momentum to surpass it.
In the end, the spirit pool rioted, and the earth trembled. For a long time, the entire space fluctuated violently with the boiling of the spirit pool. The rich spiritual mist surged from the spirit pool and spread into the wilderness, covering the endless wilderness with layers of mist.
wonderland.
A dazzling light wave sprayed into the sky, reaching a thickness of a thousand meters and a height of tens of thousands of feet, becoming the new focus of the sky.
Tang Yiyuan and others all paid close attention, with blazing eyes, waiting nervously for the transformation in the spiritual pool.
The boiling energy inside continues to surge, abnormally 'crazy'.
They all could have a premonition that something terrifying was 'resurrecting' inside, and an extremely terrifying aura was 'awakening'.
As the mist spread, the fierce power of the supreme tyrant shrouded everyone's hearts.
That aura and energy, although not as oppressive as Prince Cang's royal power, seemed to have strange magic power, stimulating the blood of each of them, bringing an unspeakable sense of oppression, very, very heavy.
"Long Kui? The real Long Kui!"
Instead of being afraid, everyone was excited.
However……
At the moment when the energy is on the verge of 'explosion', when the aura inside reaches its peak, when millions of people inside and outside the wasteland hold their breath and wait for the moment to 'bloom to their fullest'...
Prince Cang, who was silent in the sky, suddenly took action.
A surging and terrifying imperial power was fiercely struck out, like the hand of God, gathering the mighty purple energy and blasting mercilessly towards the spiritual pool. It cut off the thousand-meter light wave in half and solidified the endless energy mist.
Then... inch by inch, wisp by wisp, it pressed steadily over the spirit pool.
"Wow!"
The crowd in the distance was unaware of the situation and rioted on the spot. They were waiting for Long Kui to reappear and for the prince to transform. How could Prince Cang interrupt at the critical moment? How could he be destroyed 'mercilessly'?
Even Tang Chen and others felt nervous and almost lost control.
Because the atmosphere before was so tense, my emotions were shaking uncontrollably at this moment.
"Don't be impulsive!! Everyone is waiting!!"
Tang Yiyuan suddenly stepped up into the air and shouted to the audience. His voice was old and his authority was still the same as before.
Tang Fengye, Tang Zhibai and others suppressed their impulses, while Tang Chen and others also maintained their composure, and no one made any rebellious move or cry.
They all had a premonition of something unusual, stemming from Tang Yiyuan's previous weird behavior.
They all believed that Tang Yiyuan's character would not kill the late emperor's son.
They didn't even believe that Prince Cang would kill the late emperor's child in front of the whole family.
But they didn't take any action, and the other clan elders and teams didn't dare to act rashly.
The atmosphere in the audience became even more tense, and everyone was paying close attention to Lingchi, who was being suppressed.
The energy inside was completely boiling and rioting.
The crazy momentum made the entire wasteland tremble, causing cracks in the vast earth.
It seemed like there was some kind of terrifying troll struggling, roaring, and fighting back crazily. It wanted to shatter the earth, fight its way out of the abyss, and release its own rebirth.
The earth is shaking and the roar is roaring.
The endless ferocity and unparalleled violence shocked millions of people in the audience into silence and staring in horror.
Prince Ke Cang's royal power firmly controlled this space, suppressing the riots in the spiritual pool, and even suppressed the crazy aura and struggle inside.
But as time passed, the rioting scene continued crazily, not only showing no signs of weakening, but even gaining momentum.
It was as if the evil creature inside was not under the control of Prince Cang, and was not willing to accept the suppression of the Human Emperor. It was roaring, venting, struggling, trying to... contend...
Such a ferocious nature is frightening and even more exciting.
Tang Fengye and others also paid close attention nervously and waited with bated breath.
Moreover, everyone gradually understood what Prince Cang meant - to form an energy barrier, seal the entire space, suppress the distortion of Long Kui's aura, and prevent Long Kui from triggering Tianwei.
Based on the current situation in the spirit pool, it might be able to trigger the response of the entire Forgotten War Realm, so suppress, suppress, control with all your strength, even at the expense of distorting the space.
However……
At this moment of drastic change, at this critical moment, with everyone watching, four unexpected figures appeared from four directions in the wasteland, crossing the sky towards the spiritual pond.
They walked very slowly, but calmly and solemnly. There were only four of them, but they quickly attracted the attention of the whole audience. After seeing their appearance clearly, they were all surprised and in awe.
They came from the four directions of due east, due north, due west, and due south. They walked steadily and looked majestic. They were obviously just three people, but they looked like three huge mountains and three battlefields. There was oppression, and even more.
Has endless fighting power.
"Why...are they all back?" Tang Fengye felt something in his heart and looked back at the surrounding areas.
"Who gave the order? How could they come back!!" Tang Zhibai also perked up, with a look of disbelief and a hint of anger.
"Everyone is back?" Tang Anhua frowned slightly and looked solemnly.
"Unprecedented in history, right?" Tang Cang was secretly surprised, and several brothers and sisters also looked shocked. Even Tang Shou, Tang Zang and others restrained their postures slightly and welcomed the arrival of the four people with awe.
The already silent wilderness became even more silent, with a faint chilling force permeating the air.
Under everyone's astonished and awed gaze, four men arrived around the Hualing Pond from different directions and bowed to Prince Cang. Their sound was like an ancient sword, sonorous and deafening.
"Guardian of Western Xinjiang——Tang Wu!"
"Northern Xinjiang Guard—Tang Yu!"
"Guardian of Eastern Xinjiang——Tang Wuxiang!"
"Guardian of Southern Xinjiang——Tang Xindian!"
"Return to the clan by the emperor's orders!!" The four of them said in unison, received the gifts and stood up, proudly standing in the air.
Tang Wu! Tang Yu! Tang Wuxiang! Tang Xindian!
The four permanent marshals of the Demon Spirit Tribe!
The most important person in the demon spirit tribe's military.
Tang Wu guards the western frontier and resists the blood demon clan.
Tang Wuxiang guarded the eastern border and deployed the Star Tribe, Spirit Tribe, and Bone Tribe.
Tang Yu, who guarded Northern Xinjiang and was on guard against the Demon Clan, has now taken the initiative to step back behind the scenes and ceded the post of guard to Tang Chen, but the title of marshal remains.
Tang Xindian guarded the southern border and was vigilant about the central restricted area. At special times, he went west to the western border to jointly guard the blood demon tribe.
Including Marshal Tang Anhua, who guards the southeastern part of China Unicom, all five marshals of the Demon Spirit Tribe return home today.
Due to the severe border defense situation, the five marshals will be stationed at the border nine out of ten years, and there has never been a precedent for the entire Hui people.
However, today, all the five marshals gathered here.
This is a situation that would never be allowed in the era of the Demon Spirit Emperor!
If the situation in the eastern Xinjiang is slightly stable, the situation in the northern Xinjiang is calm, and the central restricted area is temporarily safe, the corresponding marshal can be recalled. However, the western region faces the threat of the Blood Demon Clan and the Demon King Glutton all year round. In history, unless there is a particularly important matter, or the marshal of the southern Xinjiang
After taking over the overall command, the Marshal of Western Xinjiang must not return to his clan privately.
For Tang Wu, who guards Western Xinjiang, that military camp is his life, that battlefield is his stage, and that bloody world is his home.
As for Yixiantian, the number of times he has returned in the past ten thousand years...is very few.
Tang Anhua, Tang Wu, Tang Yu, Tang Wuxiang, and Tang Xindian, these five marshals all saw each other for the first time in history, so after receiving the courtesy, they looked at each other one after another, and nodded in succession.
The five marshals, the heroes of the Demon Spirit Clan, are at the pinnacle of their respective territories, and they also appreciate each other. It is their existence that has stabilized the Demon Spirit Clan's thousands-mile territory, commanded the major armies, and competed with each other.
All races of monsters.
Each of them has a great reputation, with strength and resourcefulness that amazes the world, and a spirit and grace that makes people surrender. They... are the five war gods of the Demon Spirit Clan and the spiritual pillars of the military region.
Although Tang Cang, Tang Yang and other brothers were astonished, they all secretly cheered up. Like ordinary people, they also worshiped the commanders of the major armies and the marshals.
Legion commander and marshal, these two positions are the commanding heights of life for all tribesmen. They are the greatest affirmation for a person, and they are also a supreme honor worthy of a lifetime of hard work.
"Come down here! Damn it, are you all standing in the sky to show off your appearance? This is a line of sky, not your military camp! Why are you back? Who gave the order?" Tang Fengye ordered in a deep voice, without politeness.
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In the entire Demon Spirit Clan, apart from Prince Cang, only Tang Fengye dared to give direct orders to the marshals.
The four marshals all gave the Military Affairs Dean face and were familiar with each other. They said one after another: "Accepted by the emperor's order."