Dazuo King City.

A middle-aged man dressed in a golden dragon robe, with a dignified face, is giving a passionate speech to civil and military officials and all the major powers.

Outside the capital, the entire army of the Great Left was mobilized, and even the city defense forces of distant cities were drawn out, totaling 2.5 million ordinary soldiers and 500,000 cultivators.

"Soldiers, the Great Jin is trampling on our cities one after another. The Shangzong sect is no longer reliable. We can only rely on ourselves to protect our homeland."

The army set off immediately.

The scene was spectacular, with over a hundred experts at the Spirit Sea Realm and nearly a thousand at the Half-Step Spirit Sea Realm, all roaring into the air.

Seeing this scene, King Da Zuo was not happy at all; instead, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

Because the situation on the front lines was extremely dire, with cities falling one a day at times and several more at others, he could clearly sense that the colonel's luck was rapidly declining. Therefore, he directly consulted with the ancestor stationed in the capital and decided to make a desperate attempt.

"It all comes down to this; we have no other choice."

Beside him, an old man who looked like skin and bones and had hardly any hair on his head said in a dry voice that his cultivation level was at the peak of the Casting Platform Mirror.

......

In a city.

Tens of thousands of slender women in battle armor were slaughtering soldiers one after another. Various moves formed from spiritual energy appeared everywhere. No matter whether they were ordinary soldiers or cultivators, they could not resist them. At best, their bodies were pierced through; at worst, they were torn to pieces, leaving no trace of their bodies.

In the sky, a golden throne floats amidst a cluster of bushes within a golden sphere of light. A blond boy lies naked and carefree on it, while a woman with fair skin, dressed in a green gauze dress, holds her chin high, her hair neatly flowing, and she wears high heels.

After a while.

Gu Yan let out a soft breath, sat up, and pulled the beauty in front of him into his arms. He stroked her slender waist and slightly protruding belly, kissed her smooth, jade-like back, and said.

"Yuyao, your movements are truly captivating, so gentle and graceful. You truly deserve to be the leader of a women's sect."

Gongsun Yuyao's face was flushed the same way. She was breathing softly and spat when she heard this.

"What's the use of a leader? Doesn't he still have to lead the entire sect to serve you as if walking on thin ice?"

Gu Yan laughed heartily upon hearing this and sat up.

Gongsun Yuyao's expression immediately turned panicked.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Before long, the once elegant figure began to look disheveled and disheveled...

......

The killings in the city continued for another half hour.

Finally, a sinister-looking banner of the Human Emperor appeared and took away all the souls.

All the flesh and blood also took flight to attract the sky, entering the huge golden vortex in the sky.

"Disciples, go back and rest."

Gu Yan appeared in the air, dressed in a golden robe, and looked at the disciples who had just finished the battle.

"Disciple obeys."

The empress's daughters were also very excited, finally able to help their king.

"Oh my, isn't this the always elegant Sister Yuyao?"

Now it seems like he can't even stand up straight.

One of the palace masters saw the disheveled green-haired figure and couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Gongsun Yuyao's face was bright and beautiful. She crossed her arms and hummed happily twice.

"Alright, let's not wait for them anymore. Let's continue. You all go back and rest."

Gu Yan addressed the group of palace masters, explaining that they had selected a large number of female disciples, which had consumed a significant amount of their spiritual energy.

"Your Majesty, I obey."

After the hundred palace masters bowed gracefully, they returned to the divine realm.

Gu Yan stretched and yawned as the feeder insects devoured flesh and blood like a locust swarm.

"Master, master, I want it!"

The Devouring God Gu appeared on his shoulder and nuzzled his head, its voice soft and sweet, its mouth practically watering, it was practically drooling with desire.

"At least let me withstand another wave of attacks. I think the Qian Yuan Sect will come again soon."

Gu Yan rolled his eyes, feeling that now was not the time.

The God-Devouring Gu, in a fit of pique, flew back to its insect-raising space.

He wrapped one arm around Gongsun Yuyao's slender waist, caressing her full curves, while a tornado appeared in his other palm.

"Your Majesty, you can now manipulate wind?"

Gongsun Yuyao felt the force exerted by the palm, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her expression immediately changed to surprise when she saw the tornado.

Gu Yan nodded slightly. He had spent the last two days studying the wind-attribute cultivation technique left behind by Yuan Luozi.

As a result, he accidentally started cultivating and even succeeded!!!

He vaguely remembered that when he was in the Opening Spirit Realm, apart from lightning and fire, he could only barely control the other attributes, or even struggled with them.

"By the way, after that, I never practiced attribute cultivation techniques again because I was unable to cultivate them during the cultivation period."

Could it be that breaking through to the Spirit Sea Realm involves reshaping the body, or perhaps the Devouring God Gu has consumed countless flesh and blood, including many people with these attributes?

Could it be that my body indirectly absorbed these elements?

Gu Yan muttered to himself, "I can't figure out the reasons either."

Gongsun Yuyao parted her alluring red lips, somewhat speechless. Their talents were truly worthless in front of this person. She put her arm around his body and said softly, "Perhaps that really is the reason. After all, disciples and palace masters who have consumed the King's essence can quickly awaken their spiritual veins and even strengthen them."

Gu Yan looked at the beauty resting her face on his shoulder with a strange expression, and noticed that Gongsun Yuyao was also blinking her beautiful eyes with some anticipation.

"Hahaha, now that we have the wind attribute, we should definitely cultivate the wood attribute as well, and we'll extract it all from you."

Gongsun Yuyao trembled upon hearing this, but then became expectant.

Gu Yan took several steps, using his teleportation technique to travel a hundred miles in a single step, arriving at the next city and releasing the Baigong disciples who had already rested.

At the same time, he took out the golden throne, and carrying Gongsun Yuyao inside...