Reborn as a Snake: Many Children, Many Blessings, Only I, the Green Snake Immortal

Marshal Qin Zhengqing led his troops to the front lines and engaged in a major battle with the Northern Barbarian army.

The war between the two countries is no longer just a confrontation between ordinary soldiers.

Cultivators from all walks of life appeared on the battlefield and engaged in fierce combat.

In the bloody and brutal slaughter, human life was as worthless as grass, with batches dying like cutting grass.

Even the once high and mighty cultivators now face a terrifyingly high mortality rate.

There were far too many casualties on both sides.

The earth was stained red with blood, and the battlefield was littered with mutilated corpses, the air thick with the stench of blood.

The resentment of the fallen soldiers was palpable, their malevolent aura soaring to the heavens. Countless spirits were bound to the battlefield, unable to reincarnate.

Seeing this scene.

Both sides briefly ceased hostilities and each sent out mages to guide the departed souls to safety, in order to prevent a major disaster from occurring.

The Fengxian Division was extremely busy, and the city gods under its jurisdiction from all over the country sent their underworld messengers to help.

Yunzhou border.

The tents are densely packed on the plain.

Inside one of the tents.

The key figures of the Yunzhou Fengxian Division gathered together again.

"There are too many wronged souls; we're already overwhelmed."

"The malevolent energy is too strong. Even cleaning up the battlefield is dangerous. Some soldiers have been possessed by malevolent spirits. If someone hadn't intervened in time, it might have led to fratricide."

"Something's not right. Logically speaking, for the souls of the fallen to become powerful, they need to grow and mature for a while longer. I suspect some evil sorcerer has intervened!"

"These beasts, at a time when the nation's survival is at stake, they still dare to interfere; they deserve to die!"

Angri shouts rang out inside the tent.

Just then.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the snake demon from the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

"Many days have passed, and the Dragon King of the East River has not yet sent a message back."

"Quickly send someone to inquire; there are just too many upsetting things happening, and every single one we can avoid is a good thing!"

......

A moment later.

A spiritual message was sent from the Great Qian army formation and quickly reached the Dongjiang Dragon Palace in Yunzhou.

Upon receiving the message, the white-faced water demon and the black-faced water demon hurriedly went to see the Dragon King of the East River.

"Your Majesty, the Bureau of Ceremonies has come to urge you to immediately go to the mountains to slay the snake demon, or they will report this to the imperial court and bring punishment upon you!"

The Dragon King of the East River was talking to his daughter when he heard the water demon's report, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"They're already urging us after only a few days; looks like we didn't hit hard enough before!"

Dragon Girl Xue'er put down the book in her hand, a hint of worry flashing between her brows, and said:

"Father, the war in Yunzhou is now critical. If the Great Qian suffers a setback, there is no guarantee that they will not take their anger out on you."

"Xue'er is right." The Dragon King of the East River nodded and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I will go."

"Father, please be very careful," the Dragon Girl earnestly reminded him.

The Dragon King of the East River laughed and said, "Don't worry, I haven't been idle lately. I've picked up all the spells I'd forgotten. Besides, I'm nearly a fourth-rank cultivator, and I'm a dragon, so how could I possibly get into trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Blackie and Whiteie exchanged a glance.

They were very clear about the strength of the mountain; there were dozens of powerful demons alone, not to mention that one.

The Dragon King of the East River is quite powerful.

But the number of the other side was simply too large; it was no joke.

Unless the Dragon King of the East River is a true fourth-rank official, this trip is likely to be... more dangerous than safe!

You can think about it, but there's no way to remind someone.

With the soul imprint binding them, if they were to betray Xu Qing, they would likely be instantly annihilated.

The Dragon King of the East River acted swiftly and decisively, disappearing from the Dragon Palace in an instant.

Two water demons chased after the dragon palace, gazing into the distance.

"The brave warrior departs, never to return..." the white-faced water demon, Black Boy, murmured to himself.

The black-faced water demon, Baiwa'erhei, said in a low voice, "You can't say that. Have you forgotten the hobby of that person in the mountains?"

Heiwa'erbai snapped out of his daze, fell into deep thought, and nodded, saying:

"That makes some sense. The Dragon King's only chance of survival might lie with our Dragon Girl, Xue'er!"

"Oh dear, what a mess this has been made of!"

......

Edge of the Taihang Mountains.

An old man with a white beard suddenly appeared.

The Dragon King of the East River gazed at the mountains and forests before him, his form shifting as he transformed into a wisp of mist and quietly entered the jungle.

This is a technique of transformation, which can be used to lurk and hide.

When this technique is used, the aura is completely concealed, making it difficult for even cultivators whose strength far surpasses that of the caster to detect it.

Despite his profound Taoist cultivation, the Dragon King of the East River remained low-key and cautious.

He was very old and had seen many exceptionally talented cultivators, many of whom ultimately lost their lives due to their arrogance.

Arrogance is a cultivator's greatest enemy!

I used a secret technique to infiltrate the mountains and forests, and launched an attack with nearly six thousand years of cultivation. Let's see how you manage to escape!

The Dragon King of the East River chuckled to himself.

The mist drifted into the jungle, merging into the morning fog, and silently began its advance.

......

The summit of Taihang Mountain.

Xu Qing, who was contemplating the ancient books of Tushan with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

He gazed toward the direction beyond the Taihang Mountains, his vertical pupils shimmering with golden light, like flowing gold.

A gentle breeze stirred in the mountains and forests, causing the grass and trees to sway. The bluestone in the corner trembled slightly, and the creatures in the bushes darted about with their eyes.

A gentle breeze reached the summit of Taihang Mountain.

The wind whispered like a message to Xu Qing.

A moment later.

A brightly colored butterfly appeared on the mountaintop and fluttered around Xu Qing.

Not long after.

Numerous small creatures from the mountain stream appeared around Xu Qing, bringing messages to their mountain god.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Xu Qing smiled, took out a spirit pill, crushed it into powder with his magic power, and sprinkled it on the creatures in the mountains in front of him.

The little creatures danced joyfully, and after their respectful worship, they departed.

After gaining control of the mountain god, every blade of grass and every tree in the Taihang Mountains could become Xu Qing's eyes and ears.

When that wisp of mist suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests, it had already given us away!

"It's finally here."

Xu Qing muttered to himself, and with a flash, he entered the jungle at the foot of the mountain.

at the same time.

The Dragon King of the East River, who had transformed into water mist, suddenly had a very strange feeling.

He always felt like there were eyes on him.

This feeling of being spied on made him suspicious.

Could it be that I've been exposed?

impossible!

The Dragon King of the East River could clearly sense his surroundings, and only a few weak demons could not possibly detect his presence.

Apart from that, there were only some ordinary mortal beings.

What's going on?

The Dragon King of the East River tried to change his position, but the feeling of being watched still didn't disappear!

"What happened?"

He suddenly noticed a gaze, and when he looked up sharply, he saw a brightly colored butterfly that had landed on a bush.

"Am I just overthinking things?"

The Dragon King of the East River was quite puzzled and could not figure it out.