I Seize Opportunities With My Life Script System

In the distance, the radiance of the Sacred Demon Tree spanned heaven and earth!

Kuangxue Wang, from afar, witnessed this spectacle. A wise ruler, he immediately grasped what had transpired.

With a thunderous roar, he addressed his warriors: "Courageous souls of the Blood Frenzy Tribe! The Sacred Demon Tree has been reborn from its cocoon! Our bloodline has been revitalized!"

"The Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse Tribes defied the sacred order and spurned the Sacred Demon Tree. Their bloodlines shall wither forever!"

"Charge! Avenge our fallen heroes!"

Leading the vanguard, Kuangxue Wang became a spear piercing through enemy lines, unstoppable for even a moment.

His voice reverberated across the battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse warriors, their ears ringing, their spirits shaken.

Even the Netherdeim King and Celestial Corpse King recoiled in alarm, retreating step by step.

Seeing their kings retreat, their soldiers followed suit, though many remained unaware of the cause.

This led to chaos, with troops trampling one another.

Cries of agony filled the air, yet only a third of the casualties were inflicted by the Blood Frenzy Tribe. The rest perished in the stampede.

The Netherdeim King took a deep breath and bellowed, "Warriors of the Netherdeim Tribe, stand firm! This is a deceitful ploy by the Blood Frenzy Tribe!"

"They are few; we are many. Victory is ours!"

The Celestial Corpse King added harshly, "Warriors of the Celestial Corpse Tribe, retreat is forbidden! Defectors will be executed!"

Only then did the demonkin halt their retreat.

The remaining warriors of the Blood Frenzy Tribe, like frenzied bulls, now collided with an immovable iron wall.

"We are still too few..." Kuangxue Wang sighed, surveying the dense enemy ranks.

Too many of his warriors had fallen in earlier battles, leaving their revitalized bloodline insufficient to sustain the momentum.

Suddenly, a roar echoed from afar.

"We have arrived!"

Kuangxue Wang turned to see Shen Mo, Fu Zu, and the others rushing to reinforce them.

His guard captain had even advanced to the Unrestrained Heaven Realm!

The guard captain shouted, "Great King! The Sacred Demon Tree has regrown! Our bloodlines are renewed!"

"Ha! I knew our decision was correct!" Kuangxue Wang wept with joy.

Even in the thick of battle, a sliver of doubt had lingered—had he erred in allying with humans, demons, and dragons?

Now, the guard captain's words confirmed: the alliance was right.

"Momingyu is the Saintess!"

"Her blood revived the Sacred Demon Tree!"

"She is the Saintess prophesied to restore our demonkin glory!"

The guard captain's proclamation swept across the battlefield, reaching every demonkin's ears.

Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse warriors exchanged uneasy glances.

Had the Sacred Demon Tree truly returned?

Was she truly the Saintess?

The Blood Frenzy Tribe enjoyed the Sacred Demon Tree's blessing, while they did not?

All they could see was the distant, heaven-reaching radiance and the Blood Frenzy Tribe's ferocious might.

Kuangxue Wang roared, "Kill! Slay these traitors!"

"Kill!"

The Blood Frenzy Tribe's morale surged as they charged.

Shen Mo, Fu Zu, Jiu Yin, and the others joined the fray, tipping the balance of power.

Within an hour, the Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse Tribes fled in disarray.

Kuangxue Wang watched Shen Mo approach, then suddenly leapt from his war chariot and bowed deeply toward him.

Shen Mo hurriedly helped him rise. "Great King, this is unnecessary."

Yet Kuangxue Wang remained bent at the waist.

He spoke gravely, "Without your aid in reviving the Sacred Demon Tree, defeat would have been certain. This debt is heavier than mountains, deeper than oceans—we shall remember it for eternity!"

Behind him, the warriors of the Blood Frenzy Tribe echoed in thunderous unison, "Eternally remembered!"

Their voices rumbled like thunder, resonating long after.

Kuangxue Wang added, "Allying with you all was the decision I have never regretted!"

With that, he bowed once more.

His warriors knelt on one knee in response.

Kuangxue Wang declared solemnly, "Should you ever move against the Demon Race, the Blood Frenzy Tribe will answer your call without hesitation!"

"Agreed!" Shen Mo affirmed with a firm nod.

He had chosen to ally with the Blood Frenzy Tribe precisely because of Kuangxue Wang's integrity and gratitude.

The kings of Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse, by contrast, were mere insects and pawns.

Seduced by trifling favors from the Dark Mist Kingdom, they groveled before them.

Devoid of true demonkin spirit.

Politely, they were demonkin. Less politely—spineless traitors.

Shen Mo drew Kuangxue Wang aside and whispered, "We must depart soon, but before leaving, we require one more thing from the newborn Sacred Demon Tree."

"Sage Mo, state your need." Kuangxue Wang nodded.

Shen Mo lowered his voice. "A segment of its core."

The Sacred Demon Fruit and branches he mentioned earlier paled in comparison.

Only the core could reveal the true location of the Primordial Demon Soil.

After all, the Sacred Demon Tree had been planted by the Prime Demon himself.

All of this, Shen Mo had already discerned through his Life Interface.

"The core?" Kuangxue Wang's expression shifted.

He wrestled with his thoughts for a long moment, his face torn.

Shen Mo reassured him with a smile. "Fear not. Removing the core will not harm the tree. It is still young and will regrow swiftly."

"I will return Mo Mingyu in due time. With our Saintess beside it, the tree will recover all the faster."

Kuangxue Wang hesitated, then finally agreed.

Reviving the tree had been miraculous enough.

The demonkin could not bear another setback.

"Very well. I consent." Kuangxue Wang nodded.

Before long, Shen Mo extracted a segment of the core, and the group departed swiftly.

Kuangxue Wang and his people watched them leave, their gazes lingering until the travelers vanished from sight.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders now?" the guard captain inquired gravely.

Kuangxue Wang pointed toward the cities of Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse, his voice cold. "The Netherdeim and Celestial Corpse Tribes scorned the Prime Demon and spurned the Sacred Tree. Their bloodlines have withered!"

"By my command: raze Netherdeim City and Celestial Corpse City to the ground! Spare no man taller than a war chariot's wheel!"

"Yes!"

The warriors of the Blood Frenzy Tribe roared toward the heavens and charged forth.

Meanwhile, Shen Mo's group arrived at an unremarkable spot within the Demonkin Valley.

Jiu Yin scanned the surroundings, puzzled. "Why come here? It seems utterly barren."

Fu Zu harbored doubts but remained silent.

The others shared their confusion.

Shen Mo gestured toward the ground ahead. "The trail to the Primordial Demon Soil lies here."

His words struck them like a bolt of lightning.

"What?!?"