"Battle situation? Who knows." Zhou Chengwu shook his head, "The Ten Thousand Beasts Realm has launched one charge after another, with numerous Earth Level and Heaven Level demon beasts, but in terms of overall strength, they are not opponents to Earth’s civilization at this level."

The Federation has at least one hundred thousand interstellar battleships, with immense war potential that can deplete the mid-level forces of the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm.

A single interstellar battleship might be destroyed by an Earth Immortal, but a hundred interstellar battleships against a hundred Earth Immortals is a guaranteed victory.

"As for the top combat power stationed in the Celestial Demon Realm today, at most, there are only a few Half-Step Immortals. Recently, the star river was dazzling, and countless galaxies were affected.

More than twenty Half-Step Immortals descended upon the Celestial Demon Star Domain that day, engaging with strong alien races in the Milky Way, causing spaces to collapse, resulting in extremely terrifying destruction, and they have yet to return."

Zhou Chengwu understands that the battles between those Half-Step Immortals are the focus; only victories at this level can determine the battle situation.

If they were defeated, then killing more Earth Level and Heaven Level alien demon races here would be of little significance.

"What about the Earth’s Immortals? Have they appeared?" Wang Xuan asked curiously.

Zhou Chengwu shook his head: "No sign, but a month ago, the Immortal from alien races fought against the Great Saint of the Dragon Race. With just one strike, they turned a star into a nebula.

Such exchanges between those entities are beyond our observation, and only Void Cultivators and even Half-Step Immortals can be aware, even True Immortals could not withstand the residual waves of such battles."

Wang Xuan did not ask further. The war at that level is confidential, and even the tracks of Immortals are known by very few people.

The pillars supporting a Level Five civilization are the Immortals, each one is a pillar holding the sky, and once they fall or die in battle, the blow would be unimaginable.

Though their powers do not match the omniscient True Gods of mythology, nor the Taoist Ancestor and Buddha, unable to create worlds, they are still terrifyingly powerful beyond description.

"What are you doing here alone?" Wang Xuan’s master uncle, Emperor Wang, scolded.

Before Wang Xuan could speak, Zhou Chengwu said: "Master Uncle, regardless of his combat power, Junior Brother’s abilities in healing injuries are exceptional, comparable to an ordinary Celestial Immortal level Medical Cultivator.

The disciples recovering at the Realm Gate have already healed under Wang Xuan’s spells, and they will be able to head to battle in a few hours."

Wang Xuan nodded, his eyes wandering outside. His clone had the talent of the Eye of Truth, from which he comprehended many pupil technique usage techniques.

"I remember you are a Pill Master, how come now you turned into a Medical Cultivator?" Emperor Wang, as He Fang’s senior brother, naturally cared for his younger brothers’ disciples, "You are the precious child of your master, and also a potential seed of the sect, with limitless prospects.

Aren’t you afraid of perishing here on such a venture?"

"Only geniuses who push their limits on the battlefield, fight for more opportunities, and gain more fortune, can go further.

Always seeking safety and avoiding danger, I would sooner or later be cultivated into a waste." Wang Xuan did not regard injury and bleeding as bad, he was well prepared and feared nothing of it.

"Then stay here. Just healing the disciples of Immortal Martial Mountain seems petty, if you have spare energy, also help the affiliated forces of Immortal Martial Mountain." Emperor Wang said.

By this time, Wang Xuan had glimpsed Lin Xiyue. Her figure was moving far away, heading to somewhere unknown.

"Got it," Wang Xuan said, "Nephew will definitely be careful, staying in the Celestial Demon Realm these days, gaining experience from senior brothers and sisters before heading to battle."

"Go ahead." Emperor Wang knew this boy had his own plan, having his ideas was good, a child with thoughts needs more attention since he had quite strong skills for causing trouble.

Wang Xuan withdrew from the main hall, heading towards Lin Xiyue’s direction, soon he saw Senior Sister picking spirit medicine.

Lin Xiyue studied extensively, though not adept at Alchemy Dao, she did learn it and could refine some pills.

Upon seeing Wang Xuan appear, Lin Xiyue slightly frowned and said with displeasure, "Why did you come to the Celestial Demon Realm? Our lineage already has me here, no need for you to risk!"

"In the war between civilizations, everyone has their responsibilities. I’ve refined some pills and brought them, and came by to check." Wang Xuan said while glancing at the herbs in her basket, they were all fine items for replenishing energy and blood.

"Bring the pills, but it’s best to leave as soon as possible." Lin Xiyue, certainly aware of the ruthlessness of war, had engaged with alien Celestial Immortals during this half-month, the battlefield full of crises brought possible death at any moment.

Wang Xuan shook his head, "That’s not possible, Master Uncle thinks my healing abilities are exceptionally outstanding and decided to let me stay, so I can’t leave."

"Jumping into a pit of fire by yourself!" Lin Xiyue picked the herbs and left.

Wang Xuan was too lazy to refute; actually, he could easily avoid the battlefield, no one would send valuable Pill Masters and Medical Cultivators to battle, they have a greater role in the rear.

Returning to the camp, Wang Xuan found Sword Immortals of Celestial Sword Mountain, Arhats of Precious Light Temple, Flood Dragon Kings from Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, and cultivators from True Holy City and Ancient Divine Teachings of West Asia, these cultivators from the Immortal Holy Land.

Over twenty Immortal Holy Lands of the Mother Star, including the Brahma Heaven Domain created by the Brahma Celestial God of India, Divine Hall of Death of Yama, Tianfang City of Pakistan, Mount Olympus and Eden Garden of Europe, Slavic Mountain of Russia, Black God Peak of Africa, Nine Pillar Mountain of Egypt, and Kun Huang Holy Land representing the True Phoenix Race.

Numerous experts from various holy lands have come this time, stationed in the Celestial Demon Realm ready for battle at any time. Though their temporary quarters aren’t far apart, they are divided into separate zones, with surroundings full of affiliated forces.

Having come to the Celestial Demon Realm, Wang Xuan naturally did not intend to stay out of the situation, the injured disciples of Immortal Martial Mountain numbered only about forty or fifty, with the seriously injured outside the Realm Gate already healed by him.

The lightly injured stationed here did not have severe wounds, though still affecting combat power, before recovery, their combat strength was only around eighty or ninety percent.

In his role as Medical Cultivator, Wang Xuan quickly healed them in less than ten minutes, the Power of Creation was unfailingly effective.

Treating ordinary people was not extraordinary, cultivators do not fall ill only get injured, healing cultivators’ injuries that earned their reverence.

"Senior Brother Wang, we have many injured disciples from Eight Dragon Temple, could you assist?" Someone from Eight Dragon Temple asked.

"It’s nothing." Wang Xuan did not refuse.

The flesh body of Earth Immortal cultivators recover quickly from external injuries, but deep injuries still affect combat strength, requiring long-term recuperation.

One Earth Immortal after another was easily healed by him.

Within half a day, Wang Xuan’s reputation spread, gaining attention in the camp, each Earth Immortal looked at him with respect.

Since no one knew whether they might get injured, requiring the intervention of a Superior Medical Cultivator.

"Didn’t expect you had this skill," Lin Xiyue stroked a small white rabbit, a Demon Immortal of Earth Demon level, severely injured reverting to its original form.

"Nowadays, it’s hard to get by with just one skill." Wang Xuan took the rabbit, beginning to treat its wounds.