Ye Yun's arrival did not alarm anyone except Liu Lang and Wang Chen.
Meanwhile, from the spatial gate, ranks of soldiers emerged one after another under everyone's gaze. They were uniformly clad in silver-white armor, their heads covered by soft golden helmets, leaving only their eyes exposed.
What stunned everyone was not their peculiar appearance, but the terrifying aura they exuded, which was so overwhelming that it seemed to cover the entire Sixth Heaven. Even the garrison personnel of the various legions turned pale under this oppressive might.
"They are all Monarch realm soldiers?! How is this possible? How can there be so many!" At this moment, everyone watched as wave after wave of soldiers marched out of the gate, their hearts shouting in disbelief.
The empire was not short of Monarch realm cultivators. Even the twelve thousand troops of the Poison Stingers were all at the Monarch realm. However, this was not a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, but three hundred thousand marching out from within! In the blink of an eye, millions of Monarch realm soldiers stood in the Ninth Camp!
At this point, everyone's minds froze. The Monarch realm, once the absolute overlords of every star domain! Even a universe would not have more than three thousand Monarch realm cultivators. Now, they were appearing in the camp at a rate of three hundred thousand per minute!
"It's already six million! Where did His Majesty find so many Monarch realm cultivators, and all organized into military units! I can't help but want to curse!"
Xia Xingchao, who had come to watch, could not help but curse. Ever since this game called Heavenly Dao opened, the worldviews of these old veterans had been refreshed daily.
"Indeed. I thought our Poison Stingers were impressive enough, but I never expected His Majesty to have such means! It seems this universe is even more powerful and complex than we imagined!"
Qin Zhan, the Military Governor among the three Dukes, could not help but marvel. As the Governor, he received reports on the war records of every legion, so he understood the fearsomeness of the various beings in this universe better than any official present.
"Fortunately, our Blue Star has His Majesty. Otherwise, our Blue Star and the entire human star domain would have perished in the torrent of this great era."
Song Ji could not help but sigh. As the highest executive of the administrative department, he had witnessed firsthand the arrogance and defiance of those alien races.
"Do you think our His Majesty might be like what's described in novels, that perhaps he has a barracks within him, or a system that enhances his power?"
"Damn it, Old Jin, you can only say that to yourself. If you say it to others, they'll think you're crazy. You can even imagine such fantastical things!" Tang Zhe scoffed at Jin Di, another physician.
"Fantastical? I can fly and tunnel through the earth now. You're talking about fantastical to me? I'm an old man nearly eighty, my teeth are almost all gone, and now I can conquer nine… uh, seven times a night. Do you think I'm fantastical?"
Jin Di was annoyed when Tang Zhe challenged him, and he no longer held back. However, the implications of his words were quite profound.
"Tsk tsk tsk… are you sure it's seven times and not three? I recall you having a nickname in the circle: 'Desperate Third Lang'."
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As the few men bantered, more and more Monarch realm soldiers appeared in the camp. Since their arrival, they had stood in formation, seemingly oblivious to the pointing fingers and murmuring discussions.
From the moment they appeared, they stood as still as wooden posts. Even Qin Zhan, a military man by origin, was awestruck by such discipline.
"Are they all here?" Ye Yun appeared above the camp with Liu Lang, looking at the soldiers emerging from the spatial gate.
"Jun Wu, Commander of the Sha Yun Legion, pays his respects, Master. All soldiers from the secret realm are present!" Jun Wu withdrew from the spatial gate, knelt on one knee, and his forehead glistened with sweat.
He was fortunate to have brought all his soldiers out within fifteen minutes, because the last thing he saw when he left the secret realm was the realm's barrier collapsing and space-time disintegrating. Had he been a moment slower, he might have been annihilated in the turbulent flow of space-time.
But this was not what terrified him the most. What was most dreadful was seeing the secret realm collapse, yet the space he occupied was unaffected by the turbulent flow of space-time!
"Very good!" Ye Yun smiled gently and snapped his fingers. The spatial gate, which had just expelled thirty million soldiers, vanished instantly.
"You should all be death warriors from some faction in the First Star Domain, shouldn't you? And you've all been implanted with spirit poison." Ye Yun's tone was indifferent as he looked at the soldiers.
Spirit poison was a special kind of toxin. It wasn't limited to a single type, but this toxin was widely circulated across countless star domains. This was because it had a peculiar effect: cultivators who consumed this poison could greatly accelerate their cultivation speed. The greater their talent, the faster their cultivation progressed.
Of course, the reason this was called poison was that it was a disguised form of prematurely depleting a cultivator's talent and even their lifespan. Furthermore, this poison could only raise a cultivator's cultivation to the early Monarch stage, and the probability of further advancement thereafter was almost negligible.
"Reporting to Master, we belong to the Imperial Guard Legion under Emperor Fu Tian of the First Star Domain." Jun Wu and his soldiers remained kneeling, as Ye Yun had not permitted them to rise.
He did not answer Ye Yun's question about the spirit poison, as it was their deepest pain.
Were these thirty million cultivators not all prodigies from their respective star domains? However, when the Demon Butterfly's Expedition began, these chosen ones were branded by the Demon Butterfly. If they wished to live, they could only become pawns on her imperial path!
Consuming spirit poison, depleting talent, exhausting lifespan, they became cultivation machines for three years, hidden within the secret realm.
Of course, during these three years, they also fought within Heavenly Dao, obtaining endless resources, and consuming endless resources of the Demon Butterfly.
"Emperor Fu Tian's legion? That vixen Yao Die's?" Ye Yun was stunned upon hearing this.
I wish I could say this was a beautiful misunderstanding. Would she believe it?
Ye Yun's mood instantly lifted upon hearing Jun Wu's reply. The feeling of making Yao Die want to screw someone and getting screwed herself was incredibly satisfying!
When he presented these thirty million soldiers to her, her expression would surely be more spectacular than the World Cup!
"Yes, we were previously branded by her, and now that mark has been directly replaced by Master." Jun Wu said bitterly.
Seeing that they had all reached the Monarch realm, and even their divine senses had reached the peak of the second realm. Although it was still far from the ten-fold third realm divine sense, they at least had hope of breaking free from the Demon Butterfly's mark.
Now, that mark was gone, but Ye Yun's mark had taken its place. This wasn't just a lack of hope; it was denying hope entirely!