In this world where the way forward is almost cut off, no one can resist the temptation to go further, not to mention that Doug has the skill of destroying people tirelessly.

All the generals in Lei's tribe fell silent at the same time.

The battlefield fell into silence for a moment.

Changsheng Emperor and Bai Da Demon King smiled at each other. There is no distinction between the two. In the eyes of Heaven, everything is like straw dogs! "Under Heaven, all beings are equal. Everyone has the opportunity to become a saint. Are you willing to spend your life in a muddle and watch others succeed?" Holy light surrounded Douger's body. On the bloody battlefield, he looked particularly holy. "Take a brave step forward and you will see a wider world..."

"Don't listen to his tricks, he is nothing but a demon." Xianyou Zhenjun said, "The road to becoming a saint is so difficult. There are Daozu and Xiandi above. Changsheng Emperor is your precedent. How can you become a saint if you don't even have a life?"

“Master Xianyou, are you saying that the Immortal Emperor Daozu has been preventing people from becoming saints?” Du Ge quickly caught the loophole in Master Xianyou’s words, “No wonder Daozu is the only one who has become a saint in all these billions of years. It turns out there is such a conspiracy behind it…”

"You farted." Zhenjun Xianyou was flustered.

"True Lord, since the Taoist Ancestor does not stop people from becoming saints, why are you panicking?" Duger said with a smile.

"I..." Zhenjun Xianyou was speechless and unable to utter a word.

"If you don't say it, I will say it. It's nothing more than they are greedy for the power in their hands." Du Ge said loudly, "The Immortal Emperor wants to control the three realms, so he tried every means to destroy the luck of the human race;

He wanted to control the three realms, so he couldn't bear to see the Emperor of Immortality establish a religion;

He wanted to control the three realms, so he suppressed the Hades in the underworld; he wanted to control the three realms, so he started a war between immortals and demons and drove the demons into the human world..."

"What nonsense! What the Immortal Emperor did was clearly for the stability of the Three Realms. Otherwise, how could the Three Realms have been peaceful for millions of years?" True Lord Xianyou was really angry. He avoided several demon kings who were fighting with him and slashed fiercely in the direction of Duger.

The sharp sword energy seemed to split the sky and the earth, and countless demon soldiers who were unable to dodge were killed or injured along the way, but this sword energy was easily blocked by Douger using the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag.

Afterwards, several demon kings joined forces and entangled Master Xianyou.

"True Lord, do you believe this?" Du Ge sneered, "To maintain stability, you want to stop others from becoming saints? Who started this war? Only when hundreds of boats compete with each other, can we strive to be the first and become saints, and what we seek is a glimmer of hope.

What has the so-called stability brought? The Immortal Emperor has turned this world into a stagnant pool of water. No one has become a saint for billions of years. How can such a world win against foreign enemies? "

"..." Master Xianyou was speechless and glared at Duger with a look that seemed to want to skin him alive and bite his bones.

"My fellow Thunder Lords, the Immortal Emperor has cut off your path to ascendance and has kept the most abundant resources in his own hands. He occasionally gives you some pitiful dregs to share with you to maintain your cultivation."

Du Ge no longer paid attention to Master Xianyou, and looked towards the direction of the Thunder Department again, his tone getting higher and higher, "When you are risking your lives, you are asked to charge in the front. If one group dies, another group will be filled from below.

One thousand years, ten thousand years, one million years, day after day, year after year. There is no end in sight, no hope, just like a blindfolded donkey pulling a millstone. Is this the kind of numb life you seek after practicing so hard?"

"..." The generals of the Thunder Tribe became more and more silent. Duger's words blatantly revealed the truth of the fairy world, leaving them speechless.

"And you, my fellow heavenly soldiers. Only one out of ten people can ascend to heaven. You are the pride of your respective sects and schools because you have been able to ascend to heaven. But look at the kind of life you lead."

Doug's body gradually rose up, five dragon veins circling around him, holy light surrounded his head, and his passionate voice spread throughout the battlefield, "The lowest level of the fairy world, cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Today, you are fighting against the demons on the battlefield; tomorrow, you will be asked to strangle Emperor Taixuan. Thousands of years of cultivation may be turned into nothing in a battle or a confrontation with Emperor Taixuan.

If you win on the battlefield, you will be the military merit of Lord Xianyou; if you lose on the battlefield, you will pay with your life, and no one will even remember your name. It will only be written in the battle report that in a certain battle on a certain day of a certain year, you encountered Lord Taixuan, and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers were killed or injured.

Your life will eventually turn into just that pitiful number...

Ask yourself, is this really the life you want?"

The heavenly soldiers were excited when they were besieging the demon clan. They were proud to follow True Lord Xianyou. After all, True Lord Xianyou was known as the number one god of war in the fairy court.

Their magic weapons are far superior to those of the demon race. After accumulating military merits, they will receive more rewards when they return to the Immortal Court...

But now, the tireless skills of destruction are quietly shaking their beliefs.

yes!

What were they fighting for? For the few pills that would be distributed after the victory. Was it worth it?

Many heavenly soldiers looked at the dried corpses of their comrades who had fallen into the dust after their blood and energy were devoured by Emperor Taixuan.

The feeling of "the rabbit's death makes the fox mourn" inevitably spread in their hearts, so that many heavenly soldiers unconsciously put down their bows and arrows.

"Heavenly soldiers, don't be bewitched by the evil spirits. Without the protection of heaven, how can you survive in this chaotic world?" Zhenjun Xianyou felt the change in morale. His eyes were bulging and his whole body was shaking. He wanted to avoid a few demon kings and come over to kill Duger first, but he couldn't free his hands.

He wanted to say something to refute Doug, but he was tongue-tied and couldn't organize the right words.

If it weren't for Emperor Taixuan's interference, and if Puhua Tianzun was there to deal with Du Ge, how could he have ended up like this...

Emperor Taixuan arrived first and led away Puhua Tianzun, then Duge showed up right after. I’m afraid he is in the same group with Duge!

"All heavenly soldiers, kill the Human Emperor quickly. I will ask for credit for you after we return to heaven." True Lord Xianyou held back until the very end and used the most commonly used method of motivation.

But in the face of Doug's powerful psychological offensive, ordinary means could not boost morale at all.

The demon kings were not stupid either. They realized that Duger had shaken the morale of all the heavenly soldiers by himself, so they would not let Zhenjun Xianyou go. They would do their best to capture him.

Emperor Changsheng and Demon King Baida looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. There is no shortage of strategies to attack the heart on the battlefield, but they are always aimed at the commander-in-chief.

Who would directly attack the hearts of the lower-level troops on the battlefield!

Besides, he wouldn't do that!

What Duger said can be applied not only to the heavenly soldiers, but also to the lower-level disciples of the demon clan in Mount Xumi.

On the battlefield, Duger was targeting the heavenly soldiers. The demon soldiers of the demon clan and the disciples of Mount Xumi might not have the time to think about the meaning implied in Duger's words.

Once the war is over, who will be willing to work for them after they come to their senses? The realm of the incarnation of Heaven is high enough to treat all things as straw dogs and treat everyone equally.

But this statement is to cut off the roots of everyone! Shouldn't we rule the lower classes? Changsheng Emperor's head was a little swollen. If he couldn't handle this problem well, the Buddhism he had just established might also fall apart.

Disaster, a real disaster! "Military merit, besides bribery, is coercion. Master Xianyou, do you have any other means?" Doug sneered coldly.

He doesn't care about all that. His key word is persuasion. He will persuade as many people as possible. Who says that there must be fighting and killing on the battlefield?

Doug's eyes were filled with compassion: "Heavenly soldiers, everyone must live for themselves once. Do you still remember the original intention of embarking on the path of cultivation? Do you still remember the pride in your heart after surviving the heavenly tribulation? Is your dream really to enter the heaven, be a soldier for a lifetime, and finally become a dry skeleton on a battlefield?

The world is so big, and you don't even know what the scenery above looks like? Don't you want to go up and take a look?

The opportunity is now in front of you!

Why did the Changsheng Emperor establish a religion? Why did the Taixuan Emperor practice blood magic? Why did Queen Baida stand up when the heavenly court besieged Mount Xumi?

Aren’t their status higher than yours? Aren’t the resources they control more abundant than yours?

Don’t they know that doing so will make them enemies of Heaven?

No.

Is it because they are unwilling to stay where they are and live the same life day after day?

If they don't want to, who can persuade them?

The same is true for you! The human race can stand on its own feet, and so can you. I have spread the way to sanctification in the world.

There are more than 500 demons in the world. They carry rules with them. If you comprehend the rules upon them, you can become a saint.

Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance? Who dares to say that the next lucky person is not you? Don't worry about the powerful heaven. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Taixuan Zhenjun who practices blood magic, I who instigated the independence of the human race, Changsheng Emperor who established Buddhism, which one is not taller than you?

With us at the forefront, no one will cause trouble for you.

If you are willing to trust me, I can provide you with a shelter, be your umbrella, provide you with all kinds of help, and even allow you to comprehend the rhyme of Tao..."

Speaking of.

Douger released all the Taoist charm in his body, layer after layer, mysterious and shocking.

The attention of all the heavenly soldiers on the battlefield was drawn over.

Except for Zhenjun Xianyou who was still fighting with several demon kings, almost all attacks on the battlefield had stopped, including those of the demon clan.

"Shut up, shut up, you evil demon, you are clearly trying to deceive people." Xianyou Zhenjun was furious, "Don't listen to him, the Immortal Emperor has been managing the Heavenly Court for millions of years, how can a small evil demon like him stop him? Following him is a dead end."

"Master Xianyou, words can deceive people, but the rhyme of the Tao cannot." Douge laughed, "What benefit did the Immortal Emperor give you that is worthy of your defending him? Are you so obsessed with being the Immortal Emperor's dog? Is it so difficult to let others pursue their dreams and go further?"

"You..." Zhenjun Xianyou was so angry that he turned around and saw the heavenly soldiers who were obviously alienated from him. He was furious but couldn't say a word.

"I will not interfere with your freedom or your choice. If you are willing to trust me, then stand behind me. If you do not trust me and would rather seek peace, then continue to follow Master Xianyou."

Doug smiled and said gently, "However, the chaos in the Three Realms has already occurred. It may not be easy to seek peace."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, attack quickly and kill the evil spirits." Zhenjun Xianyou roared madly, his voice was high, but so pale and weak.

"Human Emperor, can the power of thunder really lead to sainthood?" Among the generals of the Thunder Department, a general could not help but ask.

"You'll never have a chance if you don't try." Doug said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time." The heavenly general glanced at the Five Thunder Envoy Guan Tianjun, resolutely flew away from the team, and stood behind Duger.

"Lord Guan, I want to fight for myself." Another heavenly general was silent for a moment, saluted Lord Guan, and flew away from the team.

If there is one, there will be two, and if there are two, there will be three.

The blue scene depicted by Du Ge displayed such an alluring Taoist charm that no one could resist being tempted.

They have been trapped in their current state for too long, and the relentless destruction has magnified the evil thoughts in their hearts.

They were not included in the Peach Banquet, the elixirs were rationed, and the Immortal Emperor cut off their path to class advancement just to enslave them, and they unknowingly took it as a fact.

Doug is right. Who would want to be a dog when there is a chance to be a human?

"Idiots, all of them idiots." Zhenjun Xianyou looked at the generals of the Thunder Tribe who kept leaving. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and even his moves were messed up. The Black Bear King suddenly shot him in the hip, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Guan Tianjun, the Five Thunder Envoy, looked at the hesitant generals around him and sighed, "Let's go, everyone!"

As he said this, he flashed in front of Doug, bowed to him, and stood behind him.

The generals of the Lei tribe no longer felt any burden and followed suit.

Emperor Changsheng and Bai Da looked at each other, and suddenly felt that there was no point in fighting this battle.

Emperor Changsheng looked at Duger's back, his eyes flickering, as if thinking about something.

"What's your name?" Doug looked at a heavenly general and asked.

"Zhang Delu." The general hesitated for a moment and said.

"The defeat of Heaven is certain. Are you willing to fight for yourself?" Doug asked with a smile.

“……” Zhang Delu was silent.

"Zhang Delu, I called out your name in front of the two armies, and everyone knew you." Doug shook his head and said, "Have you ever thought that one day, without me, your name will still shine throughout the world, instead of just me calling you, and the Heavenly Soldiers will include all of you."

Du Ge's words were like a sharp arrow that shot straight into Zhang Delu's heart. His eyes instantly turned red. He clasped his hands together, saluted Du Ge, and said loudly: "Human Emperor, Zhang Delu is willing to follow you."

"You are not following me, but living for yourself, living with dignity and thoughts like a human being." Doug smiled and encouraged, "Also for that one in ten thousand, one in a million chance of appearing in front of others."

"Brothers, I'm rebelling. Who's willing to follow me?" Zhang Delu took a deep breath, raised his arms, and said loudly.

"I do." His deputy stepped forward and stood behind him.

"Tell me your name." Doug looked at the deputy general and said.

"Wang Chun." The deputy general said with a red face.

"If anyone else is willing, please say your name loudly in front of this formation. Let everyone know that you are not the nameless Heavenly Soldier A or Heavenly Soldier B." Doug nodded at him affirmatively and looked around at everyone.

"Guo Changfeng is willing."

"Liu Lianshan is willing."

…

Above the clouds, names were heard one after another, and in an instant they became one.

Doug waited for them quietly without interrupting them. He gave everyone dignity with his actions.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Evil spirits, evil spirits from troubled times..."

Amid the registration, Zhenjun Xianyou was caught in a dilemma and was completely confused. He couldn't understand how the situation, which was obviously so good, could be ruined in an instant.

Moreover, the defeat was so complete that all his soldiers surrendered to the enemy without a single one left...

(End of this chapter)