1107: Chapter 673_2 1107: Chapter 673_2 This time, Su Changâan did not collect all the dead scorpions.
He only gathered the souls of the scorpions and stored them into a Magical Treasure.
He planned to collect the souls of either these scorpions or all Demonic Beasts because doing so naturally had its purpose!
Though he lacked the ability to craft those Puppets himself, he could give the materials to others.
Now that he had begun studying Formations, these resources would prove useful for his future growth!
Su Changâan was continuously challenging himself to become an All-Around cultivator, striving for smooth Ascension in later stages.
Some fanciful ideas even crossed his mindâthe Demon King of the Demon Realm could harness these Demonic Beasts to act as Puppets in battles!
If he could obtain powerful Puppets, he wouldnât need to take action personally.
With just a wave of his hand, countless Puppets would emerge to handle the situation, saving him from standing guard here all the time!
With a single gesture, an army of thousands would appear.
At that point, forget about others invading his country; refraining from bullying others would already be quite magnanimous!
Of course, Su Changâan did not harbor any noble thoughts about defending the nation out of moral obligation.
As a cultivator, everything was about ensuring an easier and more enjoyable path during future tribulations.
He gathered the scorpion corpses and placed them into a Storage Bag, intending to distribute them later to those working on the task alongside him.
As the team leader, Su Changâan collected the scorpion bodies without facing any objectionsâafter all, he had contributed the most effort!
Just as Su Changâan finished storing the scorpions away and the teammates barely had time to react, an unsettling surge of accelerated heartbeats washed over them.
What made their hearts race was the sight of countless snakes now emerging densely after the death of the scorpions.
These snakes were massive!
They could be mistaken for Flood Dragonsâbut a snake was still a snake; transforming was no easy feat!
These snakes were incredibly large and longâfar deadlier and bigger than the scorpions preceding them.
Once the snakes appeared, they filled the space densely!
The Formation trapped them within, depriving the snakes of room to expand or maneuver.
They slithered along the edges of the Formation, pressed against one another, unable to move freely.
To create space, they stacked themselves vertically from high to low!
In mere moments, the originally flattened mountainâthe base of one of four large mountainsâhad been reshaped within the Formation into a towering âSnake Mountainâ formed entirely of intertwined snakes!
The sheer sight of it was terrifying; no one could ignore the towering Snake Mountain with snake heads peeking out from all directions around it.
Each snake head flicked a long tongue, its mouth spraying faint pink mist as if expelling vapor!
This mist carried a seductive, hallucinatory Demonic Qi.
The snakes emitted the pink toxin, aiming to use this overwhelming ability to break the Formation!
The intention was clearâby enlarging Snake Mountain continuously, they sought to destabilize the Formation!
The snakes seemed somewhat intelligent; they attempted teamwork, utilizing their collective strength to shatter the Formation!
They were also following the Demon Kingâs ordersâthe Formation had to be broken, and they had to escape!
Having been trapped for ages, the Demon King had grown enraged.
These creatures had waited endlessly in the Demon Realm for an opportunity!
For reasons unknown, only this single exit remained accessible, while other passageways were blocked.
Hence, they continued emerging from this one gateway!
This gateway had been sealed by crafty human cultivators, leaving them no choice but to employ the ârolling wheelâ tacticâbullet after bulletâin hopes of breaking the Formation!
The Western Demons had bred prolifically in their realm, but the Demon Realm had become overcrowded, leaving no room for developmentâit was a chaotic mess!
Their Demon King had reached an agreement with Western Cultivators, securing their assistance to facilitate their emergence from a portal into Eastern lands.
Despite their diminutive size within the Western Demon Realm, upon entering Eastern territories through the portal, their bodies immediately grew largerâa sensation of exhilaration that made them willing to die for this opportunity!
In truth, these Demons sought to break through and carve out lands not just for themselves but for future generations to thrive!
Utilizing human cultivators, the Demon King aimed to seize control of the East.
Once they secured their position, they could dominate the Eastern realm.
As for collaboration with Western cultivators, the plan was simpleâonce successful, the Demons would overthrow them.
They would consume the Western cultivators just as they had been consumed in the past!
The Demon Kingâs ambitious ideals were shared with various high-ranking Demon clans, who had only sent a fraction of their forces.
Through the rapid growth afforded by magic, they had strategically laid snake eggs in advance.
These offspring, once secure in Eastern lands, would enjoy superior resources for cultivation!
The Western Demon Realm itself wasnât inherently bad, but there were simply too many speciesâland was scarce, making further development near impossible!
However, Eastern lands presented an entirely different situation.
Here, Demons could enlarge their physiques and enhance their abilities faster!
Moreover, merely entering the Eastern lands thrilled themâit was the exhilarating pleasure of conquering a territory!
Su Changâan gazed at the snakes and suddenly thought of Jiang Tangâs Spiritual Pet Dragon!
A snake was ultimately just a snakeânothing so formidable.
They werenât Ancient Divine Beasts, and they assumed they could enter the East to claim resources!
But they hadnât yet passed his tests or escaped the pitfalls he had designedâwhat chance did they have to evade his grasp?
Su Changâan instructed the cultivators to alter their strategy.
These snakes might be resilient against other spells, but lightning, ice, and fireâthey were the snakeâs nemeses!
If they could exploit these weaknesses, whether through spells or Spirit Talismans, they would be able to subdue the snakes!
Su Changâan had learned Talisman Drawing while studying Formations, and among those under his command were not just his hand-picked subordinates but also cultivators sent by his family and even a few Loose Cultivators.
His family-affiliated team members, who had lived with him for one or two months on-site, took advantage of the opportunity to learn versatile skills.
Though they lacked Su Changâanâs innate talent,
they could still familiarize themselves with simpler Talismans.
Moreover, as cultivators from noble families, financial constraints were hardly an issueâthey could purchase Talismans if needed!
Many participants had come well-prepared, carrying various supplies for the mission.
Among them were Ice Talismans, Fire Talismans, and Thunder Talismansâthe full arsenal!
A few Loose Cultivators watched enviously as Su Changâanâs team members relentlessly hurled Talismans, seemingly flinging away piles of money!
Their hearts were filled with admiration and jealousy.
After all, who made Loose Cultivators so poor?
Joining forces with noble family cultivators might not grant them wealth, but witnessing this extravagant display was enjoyable in its own right!
âSwish swish swish.â
âBang bang bang.â
Flames burned while explosions echoed, mingling with icy chillsâthe snakes experienced an infernal sting paired with a numbing cold that made them long for hibernation!
One moment their bodies stung painfully, the next they alternated between burning heat and penetrating frost.
The snakes were utterly tormented.
Those at the bottom of the pile fared slightly better, relying on the body heat transmitted from above.
But the snakes at the top suffered miserablyâthe relentless barrage of Talismans reduced their bodies and heads to mangled wreckage!
Flesh and blood flew out endlessly, dissipating into the air!
The Snake Mountain showed no signs of shrinking; even as cultivators continuously hurled Talismans, new snakes kept crawling out from below!
The cultivatorsâ hearts ached at the sightâthough wealthy, they werenât accustomed to such extravagant waste!
Rewards might await them upon taskâs completion, but the resources spent during battle threatened to eclipse those gains!
They feared losses, resented waste, and felt anguish!
The Loose Cultivators, with limited assets, could only contribute their raw force and stamina.
Su Changâan hurled his own Spirit Talismans, furrowing his brows at the unimpressive Snake Mountain.
Even he thought such wastefulness was inappropriate!
Wealth, as abundant as it may be, wasnât meant to be squandered!
Born to a noble family, Su Changâan had never seen the hardship of the Mortal Realm.
Yet, through repeated missions, he gradually realized how people sacrificed dignity for mere pennies.
Especially those weakened by lack of powerâscorned, exploited, treated like livestockâliving without dignity, all because they lacked money and ability.