Chapter 304 Battle Situation
"The battle situation? Who knows." Zhou Chengwu shook his head. "The Ten Thousand Demon Realm has launched attacks again and again. There are many earth-level and heaven-level monsters. However, in terms of comprehensive strength, they are no match for Earth civilization at this level."

The Federation possesses at least 100,000 interstellar battleships with enormous war potential, capable of exhausting the middle-level forces of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

If an interstellar battleship faces one earth immortal, it may be destroyed, but if a hundred interstellar battleships face a hundred earth immortals, they are sure to win.

“And the top combat power stationed in the demon world today is at most a few half-step immortals. Some time ago, the galaxy was so bright that I don’t know how many star systems were affected.

On that day, more than twenty half-step immortals descended on the Heavenly Demon Star Region and fought with the alien warriors in the galaxy. Space collapsed one after another, causing extremely horrific damage. They have not returned since then. "

Zhou Chengwu understood that the fight between those half-step immortals was the most important, and only the winner at this level could determine the outcome of the battle.

If they lose, then killing as many Earth-level and Heaven-level alien monsters as possible here will not have much meaning.

"Where are the immortals of our Earth? Have they appeared?" Wang Xuan asked curiously.

Zhou Chengwu shook his head: "No one is seen, but a month ago, the immortal of the alien race and the great sage of the dragon race fought each other, and just one blow turned a star into a nebula.

It is difficult for us to watch the fight between beings like that. Only Taixu cultivators or even half-step immortals can know about it. Weaker True Immortals cannot even withstand the aftermath of the battle. "

Wang Xuan did not ask any more questions. Wars at that level were confidential, and even the whereabouts of the immortals were unknown to few people.

The supporters of the fifth-level civilization are the immortals. Each of them is a pillar supporting the sky. Once they are defeated and killed in battle, the blow caused is unimaginable.

Although their power is not as strong as that of the omniscient and omnipotent true gods in mythology, nor as strong as that of Taoism and Buddha, and they cannot create the world, they are still powerful and terrifying beyond words.

"What are you doing here alone, kid?" Wang Xuan's great uncle Wang Di scolded.

Before Wang Xuan could speak, Zhou Chengwu said, "Uncle Master, no matter how strong my junior brother is in combat, his ability to heal injuries is extraordinary, comparable to that of an ordinary celestial-level medical practitioner.

The injured disciples who stayed at the Jiemen have all recovered under Wang Xuan's help and will be able to go into battle in a few hours."

Wang Xuan nodded, but glanced outside. His clone possessed the talent of the eye to see through illusions, and he also learned a lot of techniques for using pupil techniques from it.

"I remember you were an alchemist, how come you've become a medical practitioner now?" Wang Di is the eldest senior brother of He Fang, so he would naturally take care of the disciples of Junior Brothers 126. "You are your master's precious child, and a potential seed for the sect, with a promising future.

Are you not afraid of dying if you take risks in such a place?"

“Only geniuses who break through their own limits time and time again on the battlefield, strive for more opportunities, and gain more luck can go further.

If I just keep seeking peace and avoiding danger, I will be turned into a useless person sooner or later." Wang Xuan didn't think that getting hurt and bleeding was a bad thing. He had already made preparations and was not afraid of these things.

"In that case, you should stay. It seems a bit petty to only treat the injuries of the disciples of Xianwu Mountain. If you have extra energy, you can also help the affiliated forces of Xianwu Mountain." Wang Di said.

At this time, Wang Xuan had already caught a glimpse of Lin Xiyue. His senior sister's figure was getting farther and farther away, and it was unknown where she was going.

"Got it." Wang Xuan said, "Junior nephew will definitely pay attention to safety. He will stay in the Heavenly Demon Realm for a few days and let the senior brothers and sisters teach him some experience before going to the battlefield."

"Go." Wang Di knew that this kid had his own ideas. It's good to have children with their own ideas. They are quick-witted and have their own thoughts. Of course, such children need more care because they are good at causing trouble.

Wang Xuan left the hall and headed in the direction Lin Xiyue had left. Not long after, he saw his senior sister, who was picking spiritual herbs. Lin Xiyue had learned a lot, and although she was not good at alchemy, she had learned it and could refine some pills.

Seeing Wang Xuan appear, Lin Xiyue frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Why did you come to this Heavenly Demon Realm? We already have me in this line, why do you need to take risks again!"

"In the war of civilizations, everyone has his own responsibilities. I have refined some pills and sent them to you. Take a look at them." After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he glanced at the herbs in her basket. They were all excellent products for replenishing qi and blood.

"After sending the pills, it's better to leave early." Lin Xiyue naturally knew the cruelty of war. In the past half month, she had also fought with alien celestial beings. Death could happen at any time on the dangerous battlefield.

Wang Xuan shook his head: "That won't work. Master Uncle thinks that I am exceptionally capable in healing injuries and decided to let me stay. I can't leave."

"Jump into the fire pit!" Lin Xiyue picked some herbs and left.

Wang Xuan was too lazy to refute. In fact, it was not easy for him to avoid the battlefield. No one was willing to let the valuable alchemists and medical practitioners go to the battlefield to fight. They could play a greater role only if they stayed in the rear.

After returning to the camp, Wang Xuan discovered the sword immortal of Tianjian Mountain, the arhat of Baoguang Temple, the dragon king of Wanlong Nest, and the monks from the immortal holy places such as the True Holy City and the Ancient God Religion in West Asia.

There are more than twenty immortal holy places on the mother planet, including the Brahma Realm created by the Indian god Brahma, the Death Temple of Yama, the Arabian City in Pakistan, Mount Olympus and the Garden of Eden in Europe, the Slav Mountains in Russia, the Black God's Peak in Africa, the Nine Pillars Mountain in Egypt, and the Kunhuang Holy Land representing the True Phoenix clan, etc.

This time, each holy land was led by powerful men, stationed in the Heavenly Demon Realm and ready to take on a battle at any time. The temporary residence was not too close, so each of them had an area divided out, and nearby were all affiliated forces.

Since he had come to the Heavenly Demon Realm, Wang Xuan naturally had no intention of staying out of it. There were only forty or fifty injured disciples in Xianwu Mountain, and the more seriously injured ones were outside the gate of the realm, and they had all been cured by him.

As for the lightly wounded soldiers stationed here, their injuries were not serious, but they still affected their combat effectiveness. Before they recovered, their combat effectiveness was only 80% to 90%.

As a medical practitioner, Wang Xuan took action and cured them in less than ten minutes. The power of luck worked every time.

It is not magical to cure ordinary people. Monks will not get sick, they can only get injured. Only if you can cure monks' injuries, you will be respected by them.

"Brother Wang, many of my disciples in the Eight Dragons Temple are also injured. Can you help?" Someone from the Eight Dragons Temple came over.

"It's just a small matter." Wang Xuan did not refuse.

If an earthly immortal cultivator is injured physically, he can recover quickly on his own. Of course, that is only on the surface. Deeper injuries still affect his combat effectiveness and require a long period of recuperation.

One after another, the earthly immortals were easily healed in his hands.

In less than half a day, Wang Xuan's reputation spread. He attracted a lot of attention when walking in the camp, and the earthly immortals looked at him with respect.

Because no one knows whether they will be injured or need medical help.

"I didn't expect you had this skill." Lin Xiyue stroked a little white rabbit, which was a fairy demon at the level of a terrestrial demon. It was so seriously injured that it was beaten back to its original form.

“These days, it’s hard to survive if you only know one skill.” Wang Xuan took the rabbit and began to treat its wounds.

　The weather is hot. I've been feeling my head is overheated these two days. I get a vague headache and dizziness whenever I type. My typing speed has dropped sharply, and it takes me half the time than before. Do you think my precious CPU will burn out?

　　
　
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