Parasite Breeding Longveity Path: Starting from breeding the love Obsession parasite

Chapter 1417: Chapter 475: Heavenly Dao’s Gift, Creation Rain, 20 Million Years of Longevity_3

Once the Qianjun Prison Emperor Legion sets out, a large clan is sure to be instantly crushed into dust.

By then, they will be able to make a huge profit.

Because the heritage of a super race is extremely astonishing, no one knows how many years it has accumulated.

It is completely enough for them to make a killing.

Moreover, the Qianjun Prison Emperor Legion has not waged war for hundreds of years, and they have been itching for action.

Unable to defeat the Tianpeng Clan alliance, are they not able to crush a mere large clan?

“Oh, it seems the mysterious race hidden in the Misty Sea Area is quite arrogant.”

“Unexpectedly, hundreds of years ago, taking advantage of our legion’s distraction, they killed several of our Mahayana Cultivators.”

“It’s simply preposterous.”

“This hatred is unbearable; I decide to dispatch troops to the Misty Sea Area and exterminate this race.”

The Qianjun Prison Emperor was seething with murderous intent.

Seeing his subordinates were equally restless, he decided to launch this war smoothly.

For cultivators from the Prison Demon World, initiating war is as routine as a common meal.

There’s no need to consider any consequences or logistics.

As long as the intent to kill arises, they can wage war.

They are pure destroyers, slayers.

“Could it be that Lord Qianjun also intends to take action personally?”

Many Mahayana Cultivators of the Prison Demon World immediately sensed the subtext in the words of Qianjun Prison Emperor; it seems like he wants to personally join the battle this time.

Normally, for such a trivial matter, there is no need for the Qianjun Prison Emperor to take action himself.

But this time he is surprisingly enthusiastic, which is quite puzzling.

“Indeed, after lying dormant for hundreds of years, my Qianjun Hammer has long been thirsty.”

“This time, I want to drink deeply of the enemy’s fresh blood.”

The Qianjun Prison Emperor’s eyes revealed a glint of cold light.

He felt a kind of evil fire deep in his heart that he wanted to fully vent.

The previous setback at Black Prison Island, coupled with the attack on Qianjun City by the Spirit World cultivators, did not harm his roots, but also caused him heavy losses.

Therefore, he was always full of anger, with no one to vent upon.

Now that he has finally found a target, he naturally will not let go.

“If Lord Qianjun personally makes a move, then this time it will certainly be an easy capture.”

“I wonder how many cultivators will be dispatched this time?”

Many Mahayana Cultivators were overjoyed.

Honestly, if the Qianjun Prison Emperor had not planned to take action, their deployment this time would be somewhat risky.

After all, who knows what kind of traps lie in wait at the enemy’s headquarters.

But now it’s different; the Qianjun Prison Emperor himself is taking action.

Even if the enemy has prepared many traps, it’s all insignificant.

As long as the Qianjun Prison Emperor makes a move, many Mahayana Cultivators of the Spirit World will be turned to ash and smoke.

“Even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit.”

“This time I plan to deliver a Thunderous Strike; however, we still need some Mahayana to stay behind at Black Prison Island.”

“Therefore, I plan to deploy three-quarters of the Mahayana Cultivators and three-quarters of our legion’s forces.”

“No matter what race the Misty Sea Area hides, this time they are surely doomed.”

The Qianjun Prison Emperor said with a chilling murderous intent, having made up his mind.

“Yes.”

The many Mahayana Cultivators were all very excited, eagerly volunteering for battle.

It didn’t take long for the Qianjun Prison Emperor to lead a large force of the legion to pour out, mobilizing at least two hundred Mahayana Cultivators, as well as a vast number of the Prison Demon World cultivators.

Only a portion of the forces were left to garrison Black Prison Island.

By now, even the Tianpeng Alliance would not dare to rashly attack Black Prison Island.

Moreover, if something were really to happen, the Qianjun Prison Emperor could always return with his army instantly.

The most important thing is that, for him, annihilating an unknown clan is merely a warm-up, not expected to take much time at all.

It’s as simple and leisurely as royalty going hunting.

“Green Field Demon Emperor, why are you not participating in this war?”

“Lord Qianjun heartily invited you, yet you refused.”

“And to remain garrisoned at Black Prison Island, it’s truly a waste.”

“I would have liked to join, but unfortunately, I was refused by Lord Qianjun.”

A Mahayana Cultivator from the Prison Demon World said with regret.

After all, this was undoubtedly a lucrative venture, an opportunity to annihilate a large clan and acquire immense wealth.

The Mahayana Cultivators who follow would all get a share of the spoils.

This is clearly an opportunity to make easy money.

Low risk, with substantial gains.

Naturally, he did not want to stay behind at Black Prison Island, where there was little credit to be had and not much benefit.

Only the less favored Mahayana Cultivators would remain there.

“It’s simple, the reason I do not wish to go is that I sense this operation could be dangerous.”

“You were right not to go; at least you’ve avoided a fatal disaster.”

The Green Field Demon Emperor said gravely.

“Dangerous? You must be joking.”

“With Lord Qianjun personally leading, what danger could there be?”

The Prison Demon World Mahayana Cultivator was bewildered, not understanding what danger could exist in the operation.

Even the Tianpeng Alliance was heavily hit by them, just a mysterious race in the Kun Peng Sea Area, what could that count for?

How could there possibly be danger?

“You don’t understand.”

“In this period, we cultivators from the Prison Demon World have killed too much in the Spirit World.”

“You may not have noticed, but in fact, every Mahayana Cultivator is enveloped in vast Tribulation Breath.”

“Especially Lord Qianjun, who has long been misled by tribulation fates.”