Chapter 3021: Has the War God Mansion Fallen?

Palace of Seven Beauties.

More than a thousand people stood in the great hall, their eyes collectively fixed on the White Jade Star Lord’s statue.

"Where is this place?"

"Are we still in the Demon Realm?"

"Why does it seem like we’re inside a magical treasure’s space?"

"Whose statue is this?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their faces painted with worry.

Spencer Steele spoke, "This is the Palace of Seven Beauties, and the statue is of the White Jade Star Lord. On that day, my master and I encountered an incarnation of the White Jade Star Lord in this very hall. The opportunity was supposed to be my master’s, but he gave it to me to save my life. The White Jade Star Lord greatly admired my master’s selflessness and thus gifted this palace to him."

"This Palace of Seven Beauties is a space treasure personally refined by the White Jade Star Lord, capable of severing all tracking and sensing. While we hide in here, the enemy won’t be able to detect us. Everyone can safely wait."

The assembly had witnessed Carson Flores and the Three Saints of the Master of Path’s confrontation and learned of the White Jade Star Lord from Carson. Now, hearing Spencer Steele’s explanation, they suddenly realized the truth.

It turns out this space treasure is where Carson and his master met the White Jade Star Lord and acquired their opportunity, and this White Jade Statue is the White Jade Star Lord!

Concerned, Carradine asked, "What about the Sect Master? Isn’t he coming in?"

Spencer Steele replied, "The essence of the Palace of Seven Beauties is with my master. He has to carry it to escape danger; otherwise, if it falls into enemy hands, we’d all be doomed."

Lorvian Randall frowned, "The situation outside is too dangerous. Can Carson handle it?"

Spencer Steele calmly answered, "If only one person can escape, it would definitely be my master. Perhaps his strength doesn’t surpass many present here, but when it comes to fleeing, he’s undoubtedly the best."

Hearing Spencer Steele’s words, everyone might still have had doubts but didn’t press further.

The original members of the Third Squad earned significant battle merits under Carson’s leadership and suffered minimal losses. They had long been convinced by Carson, now entrusting their lives to him without complaint or worry.

Without Carson, many of them could have perished or become crippled. How could they be living well and gaining military accolades, improving their strength?

Even though the Four Sects and One Castle had just joined the third squad, they deeply admired Carson’s legendary exploits. On the previous battlefield, despite being a Middle Grade Great Land Prime Immortal, Carson fought bravely at the front lines with the first group, invincible and unmatched, earning everyone’s respect.

Moreover, the leaders of the Four Sects were well-acquainted with Carson and trusted him greatly. Since they remained silent, the disciples naturally dared not speak.

Jarett Roth, as the Deputy Sect Master, stepped forward, "The Sect Master must have confidence in whatever he’s doing. Trust the Sect Master. What we should do now is tend to the wounded and restore our spiritual power, for there might be tougher battles ahead."

Everyone realized the truth in his words—since they could do nothing else, restoring spiritual power to maintain strength was indeed crucial.

Amidst everyone’s busy preparation, Carson’s voice echoed in the Palace of Seven Beauties.

"Everyone, this is Carson Flores. At this moment, the surrounding tens of thousands of miles are enveloped by a Formation. Outside the Formation, there might be Demon Race Saints waiting in ambush. The army that entered the Demon Realm has already suffered a devastating blow, and how many escaped is unknown. The outcome of this battle to invade the Demon Realm is already predestined."

"We are currently deep underground, like a lifeless stone. Everyone, please stay calm and wait for the crisis to pass. It might take quite some time, but keep relaxed and do not worry."

"The Immortal Demon Passage is permanently secure, so we can’t return for now. However, we are strong in numbers and strength, and even if we drift in the Demon Realm, we can survive."

"Anyway, let’s first stabilize our emotions, escape this plight, and then consider returning home."

Listening to Carson’s voice, everyone’s tense hearts relaxed significantly.

Most could speculate on their current situation. Attempting to return via the Immortal Demon Passage was certainly impossible, indicating they would probably have to wander the Demon Realm.

As Carson mentioned, with over a thousand strong immortals and the Palace of Seven Beauties as a sheltering treasure, they could live well even in the Demon Realm.

At most, they would wander around, acting as Demon Realm raiders!

The people’s initially disturbed hearts gradually settled.

Time slipped by, and a month passed.

Within the earth, the Ethereal Pagoda flashed with golden light, and a Carson incarnation appeared underground.

Earth Escape!

Carson instantaneously melded with the earth, moving soundlessly through the ground, traveling hundreds of miles before approaching the surface.

Soon, Carson left the subterranean depths, emerging as part of a mountain cliff, like a section of the rock.

Blood-red sunlight illuminated the land, scorched earth stretched endlessly, devoid of any vegetation, only blackened ground charred by blood fire.

While observing, large clusters of black spots flew from afar, appearing like dark clouds. As they neared, they revealed themselves as a Demon Race troop, numbering at least several thousand.

They hurriedly swept past overhead, towards the direction of the Immortal Demon Passage.

Carson observed for an hour, during which several Demon Race troops passed by.

The Demon Race, having defeated the Immortal Realm’s Quasi-Saints and the first and second army vanguard, was indeed advancing on the Immortal Realm?

Carson clenched his teeth, using Earth Escape again to probe towards the Immortal Demon Passage.

Soon, Carson neared the passage but dared not proceed further.

A wide Demon Clan Camp had appeared on the field before the Immortal Demon Passage, and the Demon troops seen earlier had all entered this camp.

Huge barriers surrounded the camp, completely enclosing even the entrance to the Immortal Demon Passage.

Carson quietly lay in wait.

He observed for an entire day.

During this day, thirty-five differently sized troops arrived and entered the camp, being reorganized into new battle formations.

The Immortal Demon Passage floated high in the sky. From a distance, Carson observed that in just this day, over fifty thousand Demon Race troops entered the passage to the Immortal Realm.

Carson felt a heavy heart. Considering that a month had passed since that battle, and today alone saw fifty thousand Demon soldiers entering the Immortal Realm, how many had entered over the past month?

What about the Immortal Realm now?

Did the defensive lines collapse?

Had the War God Mansion fallen?

Carson glanced at the barrier, realizing they couldn’t break through it to enter the Immortal Demon Passage and return to the Immortal Realm. After all, it was unlikely the Demon camp lacked powerful overseers.

Furthermore, the Formation guarding the entire Demon Clan Camp wouldn’t be ordinary, would it?

It was impossible for them to breach it!

If the Demon Race and Human Race looked the same, Carson might have considered sneaking through, disguising as a Demon to return to the Immortal Realm. But the two races’ appearances were vastly different, unmistakably so, making impersonation impossible.

It seems he and the third squad must truly wander the Demon Realm.

Carson was about to turn back when he saw a large crowd pouring out of the Immortal Demon Passage, and upon closer inspection, he was taken aback.

A mass of Human Race cultivators, wearing rune shackles on their heads, were being escorted by a small number of Demon Race soldiers towards the Demon Clan Camp.

Human Race prisoners!