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Chapter 1010: Chapter 209: Divine Bone, Desperate Situation (8K Request for Monthly Tickets)_4

The middle-aged soldier sighed. He understood Li Hao’s thoughts; he was willing to take such risks to help him fight his way out.

As for Li Hao, he was not a True Immortal. At worst, he could retreat back to the Fake Realm.

But for him, there was no retreat.

Li Hao frowned slightly. The man before him was a True Immortal and thus incapable of entering the Land of All Saints.

According to the man’s explanation, the Heavenly Calamity Immortal Emperor had established a Chaos Law for his Fake Realm.

A True Immortal cannot enter.

However, from within the Fake Realm, a True Immortal can emerge.

Only entry is restricted, not exit. This left the middle-aged soldier unable to retreat back into the Fake Realm, surviving only in the battlefield sandwiched between the True Realm and Emperor’s Calamity Fake Realm.

When the Immortal Emperor initially established this Chaos Law, it was meant to protect his descendants within the Fake Realm. But with his passing and countless years gone by, the Chaos Law gradually weakened, leaving gaps on the Mystical Gate.

“If you devour all these Ancient Demons, do you think you could break through?”

Li Hao asked.

The middle-aged soldier hesitated upon hearing this. After slaughtering one Ancient Demon Territory after another, they had harvested a large number of Ancient Demon corpses.

If they consumed them all, their strength would undoubtedly surge once more. But whether he could break through, he had no confidence in his heart.

Moreover, he had a foreboding premonition that there wasn’t much time left for them to continue devouring.

The recruitment could come at any moment.

This bitter truth weighed heavily on the middle-aged soldier’s heart. What he originally came to aid had turned instead into his death sentence.

If there were no wars, there would be no recruitment. He and Li Hao could continue secretly eliminating the Ancient Demon leaders one by one. If they could kill and consume them all, he had faith that he could break through to the True Monarch level.

After all, he had been stagnating here for far too long.

What he lacked was a rich supply of immortal power.

“Do your best. No matter what, your retreat lies in the Fake Realm. Don’t hesitate when the time comes.”

The middle-aged soldier said to Li Hao.

The recruitment could come at any moment. He had already steeled himself for a final death battle, determined to secure Li Hao a chance at escape.

Li Hao nodded. Faced with uncertainty, the best course of action was to avoid overthinking and focus on accomplishing what could be done now.

Their immediate task was simple: eat and sleep, sleep and eat.

With their frenzied absorption, their Primordial Spirits were growing rapidly, and a second Divine Bone had been refined.

Beyond the Divine Bone, Li Hao could sense the accumulation of profound immortal power within him. This power could be fully utilized during his Ultimate Immortal Transformation, transforming into boundless Heaven and Earth Power.

This strength, Li Hao believed, was beyond what any Supreme Saint could bear.

Time flew by.

As Li Hao and the middle-aged soldier continued their daily routine of consuming Ancient Demon flesh, half a year passed.

The stockpile of Ancient Demon flesh they had gathered was still not depleted. Fearing the imminent recruitment, Li Hao and the middle-aged soldier mounted the bronze chariot once more, continuing their assaults on other Ancient Demon Territories.

As the middle-aged soldier put it, no one knew whether tomorrow or disaster would arrive first, so they might as well kill more Ancient Demons now.

He hated these Ancient Demons to the core.

Many of his comrades and loved ones had perished at the hands of these Ancient Demons, their souls unable to escape, not even granted a chance to reincarnate.

When Li Hao and the middle-aged soldier stormed into the fourteenth Ancient Demon Territory and were resting, suddenly, a Second-order Ancient Demon flew into the territory.

The middle-aged soldier was the first to sense it and immediately captured it, only to discover that this demon was different—upon its body hung a massive war banner.

Seeing the carnage within the territory, this Second-order Ancient Demon was utterly shocked. All it saw were the corpses of its kind, a scene akin to Purgatory.

“You… You humans…”

The Second-order Ancient Demon was stunned beyond belief. How could there be members of the Human Race here?

The middle-aged soldier seized its memories before killing it.

“Damn it, this is a Communications Officer.”

The middle-aged soldier’s face darkened instantly.

This demon had come to rally the Ancient Demons, commanding recruitment and preparing for war!

Now, the fourteen Ancient Demon leaders resting along this Ancient Road had already been slain by them. It wouldn’t be long before the Ancient Demon Commander discovered that most of his subordinates were gone, inevitably focusing his attention on Li Hao and the middle-aged soldier.

“It’s too late. I haven’t broken through yet. If the Commander notices, we’ll both be finished. You must retreat to the Fake Realm immediately.”

The middle-aged soldier said urgently to Li Hao while glancing at the scattered Ancient Demon corpses. “Take these corpses with you; you’re the only one who can prepare them. Leaving them here will just let them rot.”

As he spoke, his expression grew complex.

Hardly had hope appeared when it was cruelly snuffed out.

This was an unpreventable calamity.

Li Hao’s face darkened as well. He never expected the time to be so short. If they had a few more years to consume all the Ancient Demons, the middle-aged soldier might have had a chance to break through.

Hope for survival was so close, only to suddenly extinguish—a bitter reality Li Hao found hard to accept.

Yet before them, no alternative presented itself.

“Go on, don’t hesitate. Meeting a friend like you in the final years of my life, I can die without regret.”

The middle-aged soldier patted Li Hao’s shoulder, revealing a smile to him.

Li Hao remained silent, pondering other possibilities.

The middle-aged soldier seemed to understand Li Hao’s thoughts but shook his head slightly. Having fought here for countless years, his State of Mind was more melancholic and pessimistic. At this moment, he no longer clung to hope.

He hadn’t expected the external war to become the final straw that broke him.

The very thing he had longed for now became the blockage in his path to survival.

Resolving to send Li Hao away, the middle-aged soldier drove the bronze chariot back toward the canyon’s exit.

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