The half-demons returned to the 875th division of Wood Spirit Theater after twenty days. Millions of human cultivators gathered here.

Each camp required a strategist stronghold with sufficient supply. The soldiers could return to rest afterward and exchange their points to replenish gears and materials.

“Look, the half-demons from Crimson Leaf.”

“Keke, yeah, how lucky, some actually survived.”

“Doesn’t look too good. Five hundred entered and only a few dozens returned.”

“They probably got scared out of their mind and fled.”

Since half-demons were new on the battlefield, the cultivators from the division were greatly interested.

The prodigies from the ancient clans, even those from the medial clans, came to sneer and treated them as losers...