In the endless abyss, amidst a vast forest.
Within a high-level territory, the scent of blood permeated the air.
The corpses of Howling Moon Demon Wolves lay scattered throughout the territory.
The Howling Moon Demon Wolf, one of the elite among advanced troops.
These were precisely the troop strength of this Howling Moon Territory.
However, they had all been slaughtered by the Immortal Demon Squad.
"Don't kill me! I surrender!"
The long-haired youth's face was pale as he stumbled backward, shouting loudly towards Mo Wuxin, who was relentlessly closing in on him.
In a mere seven to eight minutes, all beings within the territory, except for him, had been annihilated.
This was not a war between territories, but a one-sided massacre.
Qian Mo's Immortal Demon Squad's strength was terrifying, filling him with dread, his eyelids twitching incessantly.
In the face of the Immortal Demon Squad, his territory's so-called defenses, whether it was the [Defense Wall] or the [City Defense Crossbows], were all rendered useless.
As for his advanced troops, the Howling Moon Demon Wolves, they were fragile and no match for the enemy.
Furthermore, he had personally witnessed the most graceful and holy female Immortal Demon soldier at the forefront, who, with a mere wave of her hand, unleashed a shower of white light that instantly decimated more than half of his demon wolf forces.
Seeing this, the long-haired youth knew the tide had turned, but he did not want to die; he wanted to live.
Even without his territory and troops, he could still become a lone wanderer and continue to survive in this world.
"You surrender?"
Mo Wuxin frowned upon hearing the long-haired youth's words, his handsome face showing a hint of confusion.
He then turned his gaze towards Xian Qing'er, who stood elegantly in mid-air, clearly seeking her opinion.
Xian Qing'er descended slowly from the sky, her clear, cold eyes fixed on the long-haired youth. Her red lips parted slightly.
"Since you wish to surrender, you must accept the baptism of my Lord's power!"
"Immortal Purification Spell! Manifest!"
As her voice faded, Xian Qing'er pointed her finger, and a gentle white light slowly enveloped the long-haired youth.
The moment the white light touched him, the long-haired youth's eyes became dazed.
In the next instant, his body began to struggle violently.
"I don't want to! I don't want to be brainwashed! I don't want to become Qian Mo's believer! Absolutely not!"
The long-haired youth actually broke free from the white light's control and quickly dodged to the side, evading its embrace.
He felt the power of the white light; it was meant to indoctrinate him.
A voice in his mind kept urging him to choose to believe in Qian Mo, to become a loyal follower, and in return, he would gain true eternal life.
But fortunately, the white light had only just begun to invade, and the long-haired youth still retained his own reason, subconsciously resisting the idea of becoming someone else's follower.
Thus, after a fierce struggle, he directly broke free from the white light's restraint.
At the same time, he secretly vowed that if he could survive and escape the vast forest and the endless abyss today, he would spread the news of Qian Mo's Immortal Demon troops forcefully converting others to his faith throughout the world.
Then, Qian Mo would undoubtedly become a public enemy of all lords, wanderers, and even the entire continent.
After all, no lord would wish to become a follower of another lord, entrusting their freedom and life into another's control.
This act of forced conversion and indoctrination would surely be met with resistance from all lords and wanderers.
They would then unite to confront Qian Mo's Immortal Demon tribe.
He intended to retaliate against Qian Mo in this manner, to annihilate Qian Mo's Immortal Demon tribe!
However, he was ultimately thinking too much.
Perhaps, Xian Qing'er was inherently kind and had little intention of killing.
But Mo Wuxin and Xian Meng'er, among other soldiers, were not to be trifled with.
Especially Mo Wuxin.
Seeing the long-haired youth break free from restraint, refuse the baptism, and even utter his Lord's name, Mo Wuxin immediately raised his hand and unleashed a chilling dark light that flashed across the long-haired youth's neck.
"Unwilling to accept baptism! Disrespectful to my Lord! Shall die!"
As his words fell, the long-haired youth's eyes widened in horror. He raised a hand to his neck, only to find he had no strength.
Then, a crimson bloodline appeared on his neck, and a few drops of blood silently dripped down.
The long-haired youth's pupils slowly dilated, his eyes gradually losing their light.
With a thud, the long-haired youth unexpectedly collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide with terror but devoid of any life.
Until his death, he could not believe he would be eliminated from this "game" so quickly.
Shortly thereafter, accompanied by a rumbling sound.
The Howling Moon Territory ceased to exist. A ruin, bathed in white light, transformed into a flat open space, as if nothing had ever existed there.
The open space was piled high with lumber, stone, iron essence, Immortal Demon Stones, and soul crystals.
These resources were originally stored in the [Howling Moon Territory]'s warehouse.
However, with the destruction of the Territory Heart and the disappearance of the warehouse, these resources automatically dropped out, becoming the spoils of war for the Immortal Demon Squad.
"Clear the battlefield!"
"Xian Kuang! Lead a squad of Immortal Demon Death Knights to transport all these resources back to the city for my Lord's disposal!"
"As for the rest, advance towards the second territory marked by my Lord!"
"Once that territory is conquered, there will be no other territorial forces within a twenty-five-kilometer radius of my Lord's territory!"
As Xian Qing'er's command was issued, the Immortal Demon Squad sprang into action.
Xian Kuang, along with ten Immortal Demon Death Knights, organized and collected the harvested resources, transporting them to the Immortal Demon Tribe.
The remaining Immortal Demon Death Knights, along with the Immortal Demon Squad, advanced further north.
Within the [Nine Heavens Nine Nether City].
Xiao Mo had thoroughly studied this war fortress.
Such a behemoth could be considered a strategic aircraft carrier.
Its vast area, tall and exceptionally sturdy walls, and its equipment with two [Immortal Demon Spirit Energy Cannons].
If the cannons were unleashed at full power, Xiao Mo had no doubt that even a divine-tier expert descending would be unceremoniously blasted into dust!
The Nine Heavens Nine Nether City was constructed specifically to counter demonic forces from other planes.
It not only possessed terrifying artillery power but could also house millions of Immortal Demon troops simultaneously.
As Xiao Mo explored more areas within the city, he became increasingly astonished, more impressed, and more awestruck.
He had no doubt that as long as this war fortress had ample energy, it possessed the power to directly attack the native empire at this moment!
Once deployed onto the battlefield, this thing would be an unstoppable force, capable of slaughtering gods and buddhas alike?
At this very moment, a system notification appeared before Xiao Mo's eyes.
[Congratulations, Lord! Your Immortal Demon Squad has successfully destroyed the enemy territorial force's Territory Heart. The enemy territory has completely vanished, and the enemy high-level lord has been eliminated. You have won this war!]
Upon seeing this message, Xiao Mo's heart was further invigorated.
It seemed that a high-level territory had been destroyed, so the harvest this time should also be considerable!