"You all know about natural disasters, right?" Song Yuhui said.

"I know."

"I know."

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

A scattered voice rang out.

For 90% of the creatures in the Seven Seas and the Six Star Regions, natural disasters were the most basic common sense, but the world was so big, there would always be some who didn't understand, and this group of orphans who hadn't received basic education was one of them.

After listening to the responses from many voters, Song Yuhui pondered for a few seconds and said, "Simply put, the Cataclysm was a war that changed the landscape of the Blue Star of France. Before the Cataclysm, the Blue Star of France was in the Ice Age, an era of brilliant heroes, and also the heyday of demons and elves. The official account is that the great book lovers who read the book first, they sat on the Fairy Continent and ruled the world, and we humans could only exist as their vassals. After the Cataclysm, asteroids that survived the demons and orcs flew in and sank the Fairy Continent. After the Fairy Continent was divided into six continents, the ecology was destroyed, strange phenomena were rampant, and seven seas were created, known as the Seven Seas in history. The Seven Seas and the Six Regions are collectively known as the Wonderland of Shenlan. Since then, the Ice Age has ended, and the Blue Star of France has entered the Dark Ages, also known as the first year of the Dark Calendar. In the first few years of the Dark Calendar, the major races of the Seven Seas and Six Regions fought endlessly, resulting in the destruction of all life, and the main war within it was essentially a joint battle between the races against the demons."

"I've studied historical materials from that time, and the demon's invested tens of millions of troops in the Blue Star of France. If I'm not mistaken, the people who just chased you were a demon scouting team that was on the march."

"The so-called marching search team means that when a large army is heading into a battle area, when it's uncertain whether the enemy is ambushed, they first send a small team to march along the army's predetermined advance route to scout the situation and ensure the safety of the large army along the way."

"A marching search team usually consists of five to twelve people, and the demon squad that just captured you fits this team's staff. Furthermore, the soldiers stationed by the demons on the main battlefield have a unified ranking division, from bottom to top demon soldiers, demon generals, demon marshals, and Shura. The five-person scouting team just now was just a junior demon soldier team."

"..."

The content of what Song Yuhui said was very informative, and it took a long time to digest it.

"So, have you met any demon generals?" Ding Lu asked.

Song Yuhui looked at the wounds all over his body and smiled bitterly. "Demon General? If it really was a demon general, I would have died long ago. And those were two teams of high-level demon soldiers."

"Sigh!" Ye Zihang sighed.

A squad of high-level demon soldiers had injured Song Yuhui like this. Wouldn't a demon general start at the sixth rank? If they encountered five sixth-rank demon generals, then it would be pointless for them to gather hundreds of voters!

"Wait, the natural disaster ended a long time ago, right? But what do you mean by saying this is a great battlefield? Aren't we in the world of glory?" Ye Zihang suddenly patted his head and spoke.

"I don't know why, but judging by the few magic squads I encountered, they must be conducting a marching search, and if nothing else, there must be a large army... behind," Song Yuhui said.

"To put it simply, are we dead?" Ye Zihang was about to cry.

"If you think more clearly, you can at least survive until you die." Ding Lu looked at Ye Zihang, who was stuffing food into his mouth, and said helplessly.

A layer of golden film isolated the inside and outside of Shengyao World, and Ji Jiayu passed through the golden barrier like the surface of water, and his eyes suddenly opened.

He stood on a spacious platform at the top of the mountain, looking out into the endless blue sky, and below him was the endless primeval forest.

The fresh air, the slightly uncomfortable temperature, the sound of the waves from the wind blowing through the sea of ​​trees, everything seemed so real.

Ji Jiayu only sighed slightly and then observed it seriously. According to the plan he had discussed with Wang Yinlan before leaving, he had to first find the large army of selectors.

Immediately, he realized something was wrong. In the dense forest, there was a large area of ​​trees that looked like a patch of lush hair.

There was a fierce battle going on there!

If he wasn't mistaken, one side of the battle was definitely a picky eater, so what about the other side?

Ji Jiayu didn't know, and neither did the Guangming clan in the outside world.

This time, the Shengyao Realm was different from before, and they lacked experience. Due to some special rules, they couldn't enter the Shengyao Realm, so all information had to be gathered by Ji Jiayu himself.

After determining the battle site, Ji Jiayu continued to observe and found no abnormalities, so he prepared to head to the battlefield.

But suddenly, he sensed danger. He immediately mobilized his divine power and prepared to respond. In just ten seconds, five black-armored men suddenly rushed out from all directions. They were tall, their black armor was tough, and the long knives in their hands were filled with black mist, and the cold light flickering on the blades was faintly visible.

The five black-armored men surrounded Ji Jiayu, without communicating or giving him time to react, and immediately brandished their long knives to attack.

Seeing the five black-armored men rushing menacingly, Ji Jiayu was a little nervous, but he remained calm. After all, he had anticipated this situation before coming, but now the situation was a little sudden.

"Boom!"

Ji Jiayu's body suddenly glowed with a pale golden light, and under the sunlight, he looked like a golden man.

His arms, legs, upper body, and head were all golden, demonstrating the power of the peak of the third level of the Ming Ling.

The priests and priestesses of the Guangming clan cultivated at the first and second levels, all accumulating divine power, and only at the third level did they begin to differentiate.

For a priest, the third level involved using divine power to transform the skin's texture and form a sacred skin texture. From the arms, legs, upper body, and head, the texture of the skin represented the four small realms: initial, middle, late, and peak.

For a priest, the third level involved absorbing light particles condensed by divine power into the body, arranging them in specific paths, and allowing them to flow. This flow was determined by the area where the light particles flowed. The arms, legs, upper body, and head represented the four small realms, initial, middle, late, and peak, respectively.

The priest's sacred skin could grant the cultivator extraordinary defensive capabilities, and the priest's sacred light particles could be used with some special equipment to assist the cultivator in performing low-level sacred arts.

The skin of a peak third-order saint was almost comparable to iron weapons, and ordinary swords and weapons were difficult to break. However, the long blades in the hands of the five black-armored men were incorruptible at first glance, and Ji Jiayu didn't dare be cut by them.

In the face of a life-and-death crisis, Ji Jiayu's mind was as focused as ever. He easily identified the strength of the five black-armored men with his Translucent Realm spiritual power: three were at the middle of the third order, one at the late third order, and one at the peak of the third order.

The black-armored man's realm was the same as his, but he could clearly sense that the other party was much weaker than him.

At this point, Wang Yinlan gave him an answer.

Normally, a priest or cleric who had just entered the third order could only conceal and store ten rounds of divine power outside and inside his body. But Ji Jiayu was different. His body and body were covered and stored with fifty rounds of divine power each, not including the divine light particles flowing through his body.

In short, his strength far surpassed that of an ordinary peak third-order cultivator.

The five black-armored men certainly didn't know this. In that case, Ji Jiayu could catch them off guard!

In the blink of an eye, Ji Jiayu had already made a decision and put it into action.

Ji Jiayu's feet lit up with a hazy golden glow, and his entire person was like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the peak third-rank black-armored man, his speed comparable to a galloping horse. Ji Jiayu reached the black-armored man in the blink of an eye. The black-armored man held his black blade aloft, almost too late to react. But he was a veteran of hundreds of battles. Even though the incident happened suddenly, he still reacted instinctively. He held the blade in front of him, and the black light on the blade exploded, sharp and unstoppable.

Facing the black-armored man's defensive posture, Ji Jiayu slammed down and kicked with his right leg, kicking up all the sand and gravel on the ground in front of the black-armored man. Sand and rocks flew towards the black-armored man's face shield in the wind. Obscuring his vision, he followed Ji Jiayu and grabbed his right hand.

The other four black-armored men reacted at this moment and saw Ji Jiayu's move to grab the knife. They wanted to laugh a little in their hearts. Under the same realm, a race actually dared to compete with the demon race. It was truly a centipede shaking the tree! Moreover, demonic energy was one of the highest energies in the French Blue Star world, and divine powers of the same level couldn't shake it at all.

However, they soon stopped laughing. When Ji Jiayu's hand grabbed the black-armored man's right hand, the black-armored man couldn't help but scream.

Ji Jiayu's power was too great! The black-armored man's palm was shattered. Not only that, Ji Jiayu's divine power was of extremely high quality, and it was extremely majestic. Like water opening a gate, it poured down, crashing into the black-armored man's demonic energy, instantly dissipating it.

Ji Jiayu successfully seized the black-armored man's black knife and immediately guided the holy light particles arranged in mysterious paths within his body. As the light particles covered the black knife, the latter immediately emitted a swishing sound.

Seeing this scene, the other four black-armored men were stunned.

What the hell is this guy! Does he think their black knives are sacraments? He's actually using divine power to conceal and purify! You know, at the same level, divine power is impossible to shake demonic energy.

However, they instantly realized that a black-armored soldier at the peak of the third rank was also penetrated by him? The quality of this person's divine power must be very high, even extremely high, because only then could he have the confidence to do something like take a knife and transform it into his own use.

But what they didn't know was that Ji Jiayu had no idea that his divine power was of such high quality, and he didn't know that the black-armored man's weapon was a demonic weapon, and he couldn't use divine light particles to conceal and purify. He simply felt that having a weapon was better than nothing. After all, a priest's fighting method wasn't just using a weapon to cast divine magic?

He had no idea what incredible things he had accidentally done.