"We welcome the Grand Marshal’s return!"

The three corps leaders Hei Er, Hei Qi, and Hei Jiu hurried to see Ye Zhen and bowed down.

This puzzled Ye Zhen!

This time, he was escaping to the Demon Soul Hall, and hadn’t yet summoned the Demon Marshal’s Avatar.

Although summoning the Demon Marshal’s Avatar is a matter of an instant for Ye Zhen, the problem is, before this, Ye Zhen had always appeared before these corps leaders as the Demon Marshal’s Avatar.

In other words, the Grand Marshal they recognized and acknowledged should be the Demon Marshal’s Avatar, not Ye Zhen himself.

Ye Zhen had always been careful in this regard, fearing that these corps leaders would see through his use of the Demon Marshal’s Avatar.

But today, Ye Zhen hadn’t had time to change, and these three gave him a surprise.

Startled, Ye Zhen frowned, "How did you identify me as the Grand Marshal?"

Upon hearing this, Hei Er looked at Ye Zhen with a surprised expression, then responded matter-of-factly, "Isn’t the bearer of the War Soul Blood Flag the Grand Marshal? Besides, the aura of the Grand Marshal has never changed."

Ye Zhen suddenly realized that their allegiance was due to the War Soul Blood Flag. Lastly, Ye Zhen asked, "If this War Soul Blood Flag was taken, would there be a change of marshal?"

Hei Qi’s face was solemn, "If the Grand Marshal unfortunately dies, and the War Soul Blood Flag immediately has a successor, then there will be a new Grand Marshal to command us!

Otherwise, even if the Grand Marshal dies, we will inherit the Grand Marshal’s will and fight endlessly!"

"Will..."

Ye Zhen shook his head and chuckled bitterly, indeed... The only benefit is that Ye Zhen won’t always have to use the identity of the Demon Marshal’s Avatar when returning to the Demon Soul Realm in the future.

"What is the situation within the Demon Soul Realm now?" Ye Zhen asked hurriedly.

Ye Zhen’s question prompted Hei Er, Hei Qi, and Hei Jiu to simultaneously kneel and plead for punishment, "We have failed to complete the Grand Marshal’s military order, please punish us!"

Ye Zhen hesitated, then realized that they were referring to the orders he gave before his last departure — he hoped they had unified the entire Demon Soul Realm by the time he returned.

This was a year since Ye Zhen last left, theoretically, the remaining scattered soldiers in the Demon Soul Realm should be easy to unify.

Yet it was still not unified, suggesting there might be something peculiar.

However, at this moment, Ye Zhen had neither the time nor the inclination to inquire into the details, quickly saying, "Stand up first, this matter is not important for now. First, report quickly on the current strength of our army."

"To the Grand Marshal, our three major corps currently have soldiers numbering forty-one thousand, thirty-seven thousand, and thirty-five thousand!

Among the three corps, there are sixty-one senior officers at the Realm King Realm, more than eight thousand senior officers at the Dark Palace Realm, over a hundred thousand officers at the Divine Communication Realm," Hei Er reported.

"Hmm, not bad!" Ye Zhen nodded and posed the first test, "If a mid-stage Dao Realm expert with high cultivation breaks into the Demon Soul Realm, what would be your strategy?"

The three, Hei Er, Hei Qi, and Hei Jiu, exchanged glances, then Hei Qi asked, "May I ask Grand Marshal, can this mid-stage Dao Realm expert transform their combat power, are they human, demon, or magical beast, do we have intelligence on their martial traits..."

Hei Qi asked more than ten questions in one go, which made Ye Zhen nod again, they were quite reliable.

If these three corps leaders didn’t ask these questions and directly provided a battle plan, Ye Zhen might consider training new corps leaders.

Subsequently, Ye Zhen disclosed the known intelligence on the Great Saint of Sky-Shaking, Fengg Kui, on the spot.

After listening, the expressions of Hei Er, Hei Qi, and Hei Jiu turned somewhat grim.

"Grand Marshal, Dao Realm expert, cannot be piled up by mere numbers. Our army’s might is currently at its peak, if it were an ordinary Dao Realm expert, leveraging battle formation techniques, there might be an opportunity for serious damage.

However, the Fengg Kui described by Grand Marshal, is a Green Winged Wind Kite, a descendant of Strong Wind, skilled in wind and speed, in a single breath could bypass our laid battle formations.

Relying solely on the army, I’m afraid..." Hei Er showed difficulty.

"What if I am able to briefly lock it above the battle formation, is there any possibility of shooting it down?"

With the War Soul Blood Flag, Ye Zhen could, if willing to expend, send the Great Saint of the Tempest to any space in the Demon Soul Realm and could extremely briefly affect its actions.

"How long is this period?" Hei Qi asked again, "Grand Marshal, as far as I know, the Green Winged Wind Kite with its green feathers can pierce gold and split stone, very powerful.

Our Demon Soul Army, ordinary soldiers cannot harm it, only officers at the Divine Communication Realm and above using military armory might slightly trouble it.

If the Grand Marshal could control it for 15 minutes, we might be able to significantly damage..."

Before Hei Qi finished speaking, Ye Zhen had a bitter smile on his face, even controlling it for a single breath is incredibly difficult.

Yet, Ye Zhen understood Hei Qi’s dilemma, even on the Primordial Continent’s Human-Demon Battlefield, regular troops can’t threaten Dao Realm experts.

Just like a thousand at the Divine Communication Realm can’t take down one at the Realm King Realm, once the disparity in cultivation between sides is too vast, numbers become ineffectual.

Suddenly, several streams of light flew into the hand of corps leader Hei Jiu, causing his expression to change drastically.

"Sir, a formidable enemy has invaded, one of our marching ten thousand-man teams is nearly completely annihilated, the Myriarch captured alive, only one Chiliarch narrowly escaped!" At this point, Hei Jiu paused in his report, "The enemy seems to be..."

"That Green Winged Wind Kite, right?"

"How long would it take to fully assemble elite forces at the Divine Communication Realm and above?" Ye Zhen interrupted Hei Jiu’s report directly.

Hei Qi and others estimated, then reported, "Grand Marshal, within two hours, we can assemble fifty percent of the elite forces, within six hours, seventy percent can be assembled.

"To gather everyone, it would take at least a day, but with the Grand Marshal’s help, at most two hours!"

"Then quickly send the military order to assemble. What we’re dealing with is the Green Winged Wind Kite; you should know how to prepare, right?"

As soon as Hei Qi and the other two responded, Ye Zhen’s figure disappeared into thin air, and the next moment, Ye Zhen appeared in the void hundreds of thousands of miles away.

In the Iron Tree Forest below the void, the Great Saint of the Tempest, Fengg Kui, was bewilderedly performing Soul Search on each of the Demon Soul Officers.

Coming here, before he could react, he was sent by Ye Zhen to a very unfamiliar place a million miles away.

This made the Great Saint of the Tempest quite uneasy.

After seeing a troop, the Great Saint of the Tempest, Fengg Kui, decisively attacked, hoping to learn something.

To his surprise, these soldiers were all incredibly stubborn, and didn’t seem to have a physical form.

This greatly surprised Fengg Kui; he had never encountered such a thing before.

He decisively performed a Soul Search, but what he gained was pitifully little. Within the Divine Souls of those soldiers there was nothing but murderous and battle intent.

Especially the bloodthirsty intent within the Divine Soul of that Myriarch, which almost drove him into a frenzy.

Despite the lack of substantial gains, with his experience, he could still deduce some theories.

Suddenly, Fengg Kui felt something, raised his head, and a green light shot straight into the sky.

"Ye Zhen?"

Scree!

Emitting a sharp, bird-like screech, Fengg Kui transformed into a green light shooting into the sky.

Ye Zhen looked at the Great Saint of the Tempest expressionlessly, and with a thought, vanished into thin air. However, at that moment, Ye Zhen slightly increased his aura fluctuation.

Fengg Kui, with his level of Cultivation, would certainly be able to vaguely sense Ye Zhen’s location.

"Gone again?"

Arriving at the spot where Ye Zhen disappeared, the Great Saint of the Tempest was full of confusion, his eyes suddenly shooting out a straight beam of light.

The light beam, twisting through countless spaces, faintly saw Ye Zhen sitting leisurely with closed eyes and deep thought.

This was one of the Bloodline Talents he inherited from the Clan of Strong Wind—the Green Eye Heavenly Eye.

Just by sensing a hint of aura, he could vaguely see Ye Zhen’s location, even if he was a million miles away.

"So quick? This realm...?"

Mumbling, the Great Saint of the Tempest revealed his true form, and with a flap of his massive wings, disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, Ye Zhen and the Great Saint of the Tempest began a game of hide and seek; every time the Great Saint of the Tempest was about to catch up to Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen would vanish into thin air.

This left Fengg Kui extremely frustrated and helpless, with increasing puzzlement.

The reason Ye Zhen was doing this was actually to buy time for the army to gather.

However, relying solely on the Demon Soul Army wasn’t enough to kill the Great Saint of the Tempest.

Whether it was adding Ye Zhen or the Nine-Headed Beast, the little cat, or even the Sky Wing Three Saints and Senior Sister Liao Feibai, who were still cultivating within the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

The reason being, the Great Saint of the Tempest’s Cultivation level was terrifyingly high and exceptionally fast; even if Ye Zhen brought out the Sky Wing Three Saints and Senior Sister Liao Feibai, it wouldn’t make a difference.

They would be overpowered before they even had a chance to react.

Moreover, neither the Sky Wing Three Saints nor Liao Feibai’s Cultivation could threaten a Dao Realm Expert if they attacked directly.

They wouldn’t be much help.

Even with the addition of Ye Zhen’s Purple Spirit Immortal Sword and the Demon Marshal’s Avatar, it still wouldn’t be enough.

As for employing the Small Five Elements Mixed Yuan Divine Thunder as a trump card, the problem was that Ye Zhen needed time to prepare, and before he could finish, the Great Saint of the Tempest could easily eliminate him first.

This is frustrating!

Escaping to this Demon Soul Realm, Ye Zhen’s safety wasn’t an issue, but he couldn’t allow the Green Winged Wind Kite to rampage within the Demon Soul Realm.

If it continued like this, the Demon Soul Realm might be completely destroyed.

For the first time, Ye Zhen felt the helplessness of being at a loss. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

While keeping Fengg Kui occupied to buy time, Ye Zhen was also deep in thought, searching for usable powers.

Suddenly, a few breaths later, Ye Zhen slapped his thigh in delight, "Oh, how could I have forgotten this! But now that I’m far within the Demon Soul Realm, who knows if this will work!"

In the next moment, Ye Zhen created a few avatars to draw Fengg Kui’s attention to various directions in the Demon Soul Realm, while Ye Zhen himself, with a thought, directly returned to the Demon Soul Hall.