After the spiritual energy within him finally calmed down, Xiao Mo let out a sigh of relief.
He checked his [Personal Information] and confirmed that his strength had reached the peak of the Monarch tier (Refining Void, Harmonizing Dao).
He was only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the Saint tier, the level of Harmonizing Dao and Entering Sainthood.
Feeling the unusually surging spiritual energy within him, Xiao Mo slowly clenched his fist and punched towards the empty space in front of him.
The space before him immediately shook violently, and the air was filled with a piercing sonic boom.
This was a punch Xiao Mo had thrown without channeling his spiritual energy. If he had channeled it, the void might have shattered.
His physical strength alone was already terrifying.
Xiao Mo was quite certain that if he channeled his spiritual energy, unleashed his divine abilities, and struck with his full power, he could probably pierce straight through a large mountain.
The Monarch tier peak strength was already this formidable, so what about the Saint tier?
Comparing them, Xiao Mo could roughly imagine how powerful Mu Ya was now.
Perhaps, once one reached the Divine tier and became a true deity, they could truly move mountains and fill seas, chase stars and capture the moon!
However, even after becoming a true deity, while possessing eternal life, it didn't mean one wouldn't die or perish.
Just like the deities of an era in this world, hadn't they perished during the god wars?
Though their lives were long, they could still be killed.
Therefore, to survive in this world, the stronger one's power, the better.
Xiao Mo considered himself a very cautious person, a typical "turtle" when playing games.
In the early stages of developing his territory's forces, many lords would still hunt alongside their troops.
As for Xiao Mo, he had only participated in one battle so far, and that was under the protection of his Immortal and Demon troops.
However, Xiao Mo's mindset had changed somewhat.
While he was the lord and didn't need to fight himself, for a true powerhouse, without the baptism of blood and fire, their realm of strength might just be superficial.
At the very least, a lord who never participated in combat would definitely not be a match for another lord who frequently did, given the same level of strength.
Therefore, Xiao Mo felt it was time for him to participate in battles.
On the future path of conquest, while troop strength would remain paramount, the lord's own strength was also crucial.
Especially when one eventually became a true deity, wanting to ascend to the supreme and sole throne, how could one rule securely if their own strength couldn't command respect?
Furthermore, when he eventually ventured into the central regions, the leaders of those empires would undoubtedly be extremely powerful.
Not all of them might reach the Divine tier, but Saints would surely be commonplace.
Thinking this, Xiao Mo felt his current strength was truly insignificant, and he needed to improve it quickly.
He needed to become stronger, and he also needed to temper his combat abilities.
Suppressing some distracting thoughts, Xiao Mo browsed the [World Chat Channel] and the [Myriad Races Trading Platform].
As a result, he found them utterly uninspiring and quite boring.
In the public channel, the trending topics were mostly about Xiao Mo obtaining a godhead, or how killing Xiao Mo would drop a godhead.
There were also many lords forming all sorts of alliances and vigorously recruiting members.
The ultimate goal of these alliances was consistent: to storm the Endless Abyss, eliminate Qian Mo, and raze the Immortal Demon Small City!
Xiao Mo scoffed at this, not taking it to heart at all.
On the [Myriad Races Trading Platform], things were as Xiao Mo had expected.
The price of Soul Crystals was plummeting, and many people were on the verge of spitting blood from their losses.
However, Xiao Mo largely ignored these matters.
Closing the two interfaces, he began to wander around the city, waiting for Xian Jun and the others to return from the Heavenly Fox Sacred Mountain.
...
Half an hour later.
A dark red spatial portal appeared near the city square.
Shortly after, Xian Jun and other troops emerged from the spatial portal.
Following them, large swathes of Heavenly Fox Death Soldier corpses floated out of the spatial portal.
Finally, even the corpses of three divine dragons floated out.
Xiao Mo looked at the Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers and found they didn't look much different from normal foxes.
Their bodies were much larger than ordinary foxes, and their fur was pure silver-white without a single blemish.
Even though these silver foxes were dead, they had to admit their appearance was quite striking.
If their fur were skinned and made into fur coats, they would undoubtedly exude an air of nobility.
Subsequently, Xiao Mo glanced at the corpses of the three divine dragons and directly stored them in his warehouse.
These were good items. Selling them to that necromancer should net him a substantial amount of resources.
As long as the necromancer could still use them, their cooperation would be pleasant and mutually beneficial.
However, if one day this necromancer ran out of resources to trade, he would surely perish.
Who made him a necromancer? Who gave him such a powerful undead army?
For now, it was best to fatten up the necromancer. When the time came to kill and devour him, he would be even more delicious.
The last to emerge were Mu Ya, Mo Wuqing, and the five subdued Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers.
"Master (Lord), we have not failed your expectations!"
After the spatial portal vanished, all the troops bowed respectfully to Xiao Mo.
The five Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers, who had transformed into human form, also knelt down with expressions of reverence and fervor.
"Greetings, Lord. Long live the Lord!"
They had ultimately been purified by Xian Jun, but Xian Jun had used solar power, not Xian Qing'er's Purification Light.
However, the soul purification effect (brainwashing effect) of both powers was roughly on par.
After all, Xian Jun's solar power had also purified the remaining over two thousand Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers in the Heavenly Fox Sacred Mountain, and the purification effect was no worse than Xian Qing'er's.
Xiao Mo smiled and asked the Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers to rise.
Since the Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers had submitted and pledged allegiance, they were now considered their own people.
Gaining five more Monarch-tier combatants, along with the army of over two thousand Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers, represented a significant increase in the strength of the Immortal Demon Small City.
Most importantly, the aura of the twelve Monarch-tier Immortal and Demon troops had become even more profound, with each of them having achieved some breakthroughs.
Perhaps, soon, the Immortal Demon Small City would have quite a few Saint-tier Immortals and Demons.
Subduing the Heavenly Fox Death Soldiers and conquering the entire Heavenly Fox Sacred Mountain naturally triggered some new system prompts.
When Xiao Mo finished reading about the chain reactions of conquering the Heavenly Fox Sacred Mountain, he was somewhat surprised.
This was because the sudden hostility from the Elf Kingdom left him utterly perplexed and confused...