My transformed system is poisonous

Xianwu City, the attic on the top floor of the War Merit Palace.

More than thirty figures stood scattered in all directions. From the undisguised law fluctuations around their bodies, it can be seen that the people present were without exception, all powerful people above the realm of gods and humans, and Yan Mobei was among them.

The attic was solemn and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

"The fox demon the day before yesterday should have brought some of the information we revealed back to the demon clan. Depending on the situation, the demon clan should make big moves in the next two days."

Yue Xiuwen, who was wearing black armor, spoke first and broke the silence.

In addition to him, there were seven people wearing black armor in the field. These were the only eight demon-suppressing commanders left in Chengtian Domain.

"The demon clan is powerful. I went out to the city to investigate the day before yesterday. The number of demon beasts gathered outside the city is no less than 40 million. There is a large number of backup behind them. I am afraid it will exceed 10 million."

A beautiful young woman who looked about thirty years old took the conversation and looked a little worried.

"Low-level monsters are just miscellaneous fish. No matter how many people come, they will die. I don't know how many transformed monsters have come."

"The teleportation circle with Haotian Territory has been opened. We can find some more help to share some of the pressure."

"As long as the Demon Emperor does not come out, Xianwu City will be impregnable and nothing will happen." A Taoist in Qingyi was full of confidence.

"Yes, we still have the formation to rely on, and we have been holding on for a year and a half without any problems."

"That's hard to say."

A handsome man who looked to be in his thirties shook his head slightly.

"We don't know much about the demon clan. We can't say that there is a great demon with sorcery and divine powers hidden in the tide of beasts outside the city."

"What Jiyun said does have some truth to it. We'd better be careful."

Yan Mobei stood in the corner with his back against the wall and did not express any opinions.

"The top priority is to concentrate all the forces in the city and organize all the warriors from various sects. This is a force that cannot be underestimated."

A demon-suppressing commander spoke up, bringing the conversation to an end.

As soon as the words fell, ripples of space appeared all around, all the heavenly beings left one after another, and the attic was instantly clear.

"Mobei, do you have anything else?"

Except for a few demon-suppressing commanders, Yan Mobei never left and was still standing in the corner.

"I want to say hello in advance. If something cannot be done, I will not live or die in the same city. Leaving my life here means nothing to me. I am not you, and the Imperial Court will not die because of me. Treat the Bai family in a different light." Yan Mobei said calmly.

Many of the young generals in the demon-suppressing army were descendants of aristocratic families from the Zhongtian Domain. These aristocratic families also had descendants of the Human Emperor at the same level as the Bai family, but not many were willing to send out a large number of strong men to come to the rescue.

At most, they would send out a few Yuanshen realm masters to open up relationships and quietly pick up the more important disciples, just like Wan Yuanwu who robbed Shi Lan of his military exploits on the battlefield.

After all, the purpose of these aristocratic families sending these children into the demon-suppressing army is nothing more than training.

The Aristocratic Family and the Imperial Court are two completely different forces.

Even if these aristocratic families shed blood for the Imperial Court, the Imperial Court will not compensate them for the loss of strength after this demonic disaster. It is completely thankless, and they will naturally not give their all.

The most important thing is that these aristocratic families have not received the military summons from the Imperial Court, so they naturally have reasons for not contributing.

Human hearts are the most complex, and even among the demon-suppressing army, there are turbulent undercurrents.

The remaining eight demon-suppressing commanders in the field are all from the Imperial Court, because the powerful men in the heavenly and human realms in the aristocratic families are not qualified to sit on the position of commander-in-chief of the demon-suppressing army.

The demon-suppressing army becomes a private army of some force. This is never allowed to happen. This is the bottom line of the Imperial Court.

"Don't worry, when the city is really broken, you can go if you want, no one will stop you."

Yue Xiuwen waved his hand and didn't care. Not everyone can shed their blood for the sake of the righteousness of the human race and regard death as death. Yan Mobei's words are very common sense.

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"How about I try to contact the generals later?"

After Yan Mobei left, a demon-suppressing commander frowned slightly and said hesitantly.

"I have tried countless times before, but there is no response at all. I'm afraid I just don't have time to pay attention."

"And the current situation of the extraterrestrial space war is unclear. If we interrupt rashly..."

"The current situation is not optimistic. Do you want to try again?"

"It's also good to ask for a deadline."

After some discussion, the demon-suppressing commanders looked at each other and took out the demon-suppressing order tacitly.

Eight purple demon-suppressing orders, each occupying a corner of the attic, suddenly shined brightly, covering all directions. The space inside was like a turbulent sea, stirring up countless ripples.

An invisible passage opened, carrying an unknown message. It penetrated the roof of the palace, went straight up to the sky, broke through the layers of strong wind, and spread into the vast universe...

Time passed quickly, minute by minute, and nearly three hours passed in the blink of an eye. A thin layer of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the eight demon-suppressing commanders.

"Wait another half hour at most. If there is no reply, the channel will be closed."

Yue Xiuwen licked the corner of his mouth. Although he had already guessed the result, he was still a little disappointed after all.

Half an hour passed quickly. When several demon-suppressing generals were preparing to close the passage and withdraw the demon-suppressing order, a vague figure slowly emerged from the passage.

A majestic Dao Yun filled the entire War Merits Hall. Some mortals and lower-level warriors around the War Merits Hall involuntarily knelt down on the ground and performed a great ceremony to worship the sky.

Several demon-suppressing commanders were all ecstatic, not daring to make the slightest move and carefully maintaining the passage.

The face of the visitor could not be seen clearly. He was tall and straight, wearing a green robe. Just standing there quietly, he seemed to be standing on the top of the world. People could only look up but not dare to look directly.

"My subordinates, please see General Yunchen."

The eight demon-suppressing commanders felt the familiar energy and bowed in unison.

"Admiral, now that most of Xianwu City has been destroyed, we will wait..." A demon-suppressing commander couldn't help but speak.

"No problem."

Yun Chen shook his head slightly and interrupted his words.

"I only have half a cup of tea. To make a long story short, the results of the battlefield outside the territory will be announced soon. It can take as short as half a year or as long as one year. We will return to Lingyang."

Several demon-suppressing commanders looked at each other, their expressions perked up, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. With a specific deadline, at least it wouldn't be as difficult as before without knowing anything.

"The demon clan didn't take advantage this time."

"In this battle in the extraterrestrial starry sky, the three races suffered considerable damage. Our human race had a slight advantage, but we also lost eight human emperors, and the demon race lost nine demon emperors, including an emperor-level giant. There are dozens of demons under them, and eighteen demon emperors in the demon domain. Nearly half of their vitality has been seriously injured."

When he mentioned the emperor-level giant monster, Yun Chen's calm tone also fluctuated a bit.

The ultimate master among the emperors is one step away from the emperor. They can almost reach the top of the sun, and they are absolute overlords in the starry sky of the universe.

Several demon-suppressing commanders couldn't help clenching their fists when they heard this. The battle in the outer starry sky was a hundred times more intense than in the Lingyang Realm at the moment.

"The demon clan suffered the least damage, with only five demon kings dead. However, Demon Lord Ziyun has been severely injured by the emperor. Within a thousand years, there will be no trouble..."

Having said this, Yun Chen paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked to the side, his gaze penetrated the palace wall and looked at the boundless tide of beasts outside the city.

"There is actually a Demon King here..."