Chapter 99: Don't Waste Effort

Upon hearing this, the clanspeople all lowered their heads, daring not to make a sound, and could only silently follow behind the clan chief.

The Snake Race is naturally adept at concealing itself, especially those Demon Race members with deep cultivation, who have awakened the innate ability known as 'Hidden Form'.

Although this ability usually seems insignificant, in the current situation it has shown great value. Thus, the clanspeople approached the Wu Clan's territory silently.

However, high up in the sky, a person had long been hidden there, silently observing every move of the Demon Race below.

This person is Ye Yi. Watching the Demon Race gradually approach the Wu Clan's territory, Ye Yi murmured to himself: 'Interesting, no wonder the Demon Race recently stopped selling Human Race liquor, and many trade points have mysteriously disappeared.'

Originally, Ye Yi was south of Buzhou Mountain, but after noticing the Demon Race's abnormal movements, he came here to scout according to Zhou Yi's instructions.

Unexpectedly, he ended up witnessing this secret operation planned by the Demon Race.

"The Human Ancestor once said that these two races would eventually fight; I didn't expect the undercurrents to have already begun now."

Ye Yi's mouth corners curled slightly, revealing a hint of interested smile. As he spoke, he conjured a jug of wine in his hand, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, letting the wine flow down his throat.

His gaze swept freely over the figures below, like a leisurely onlooker, quietly awaiting the start of a good show.

The Demon Race advanced at astonishing speed, silently approaching under the concealment of divine abilities.

The patrolling Wu Clan soldiers seemed to turn a blind eye, utterly unaware of the impending danger.

Only when the Demon Race completely surrounded them did the nightmare just begin.

Meanwhile, inside the Wu Clan's stronghold, a scene of merriment and feasting unfolded.

Since reaching a trade agreement with the Human Race, liquor is no longer a commodity for sale but a fine brew for personal enjoyment.

Every night, the feast arrives as promised.

Although their barbecue skills are nothing to write home about, the meat comes out like charcoal, yet with fine wine everyone still eats with relish, not being overly picky about the food.

"These Wu Clan brutes are completely unaware they're walking into a doom." the Snake Race leader said with a low cold chuckle, and signaled to his people.

Then, at the moment their divine abilities faded, the Demon Race revealed themselves before the Wu Clan and immediately launched a fierce assault.

"What's going on? It's the Demon Race!"

Someone in the Wu Clan exclaimed in shock.

However, some Wu Clan members with slow reactions and lower cultivation were wiped out in the initial clash. Although the Wu Clan possesses strong physiques, they struggle to exert themselves before an absolute power gap.

The Snake Race leader charged ahead, his weapon flashing with cold light, mercilessly slaying the surrounding Wu Clan members.

At this critical moment, a burly Wu Clan man stepped forward, he heartily drained the wine in his bowl, smashed the bowl, and charged straight at the Snake Race leader.

Each of his steps seemed to trigger a minor earthquake, giving courage to the surrounding Wu Clan members, spurring them to rally and counterattack.

This man is a Shaman expert who has reached the Great Luo Realm; with a wave of his hand he summons mighty legalistic power, his terrifying strength seeming capable of tearing space.

Before the Snake Race leader could react, his body was blasted away by a heavy blow, the tremendous impact erupting upon him.

Blood spurted, scales flew everywhere, dyeing the surrounding ground a bloody red.

This strike not only shocked the enemy, but also greatly inspired the surrounding Wu Clan members, who began raising both hands in cheers.

Meanwhile, the Demon Race's offensive collapsed instantly, and they were suppressed by the Wu Clan.

The Wu Clan's formidable physical strength, displayed at equal realms, shows absolute dominance, leaving Demon Race members almost no power to resist; they can only be defeated by the Wu Clan's sturdy bodies, punch after punch.

"I thought you were formidable, but you're just a weakling—how dare you so boldly intrude into our territory?"

The Wu Clan's Great Luo expert sneered, his face full of contempt.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter; I will personally end your life, making you pay for your foolishness." Before his words faded, he prepared to launch another attack.

The Snake Race leader, who had been repelled earlier, now struggled to his feet, his face full of resentment, staring fixedly at the Wu Clan expert before him.

"Your physique is indeed terrifyingly strong, but I am not without recourse!" the Snake Race leader said through gritted teeth. Facing the challenge, the Wu Clan Great Luo expert merely curled his finger slightly, as if inviting the opponent forward.

Immediately, the Snake Race leader brandished a spear emitting an eerie green light and charged at his opponent.

Green mist spread as he waved it.

However, the Wu Clan expert did not retreat, directly meeting the attack with his flesh.

With a crisp clang, the spear struck the flesh, sparks flying, yet it inflicted no substantial harm on the Wu Clan expert.

"Is that all you've got? You're still far from enough!" the Wu Clan expert laughed, saying, "Let me teach you how to properly use a weapon!"

Then he seized the spear, and immense power instantly flowed through the entire weapon.

During their struggle, the spear suddenly burst into high-temperature flames—this is the Zhu Song Tribe's Fire Control Technique. Under the scorching blaze, the Snake Race leader was forced to let go.

The Wu Clan expert then stepped forward, extending a palm as large as a fan straight for the Snake Race leader's shoulder.

Facing this deadly blow, the Snake Race leader swiftly sidestepped, narrowly escaping, while his heart grew more doubtful of the Wu Clan expert's strength.

Ye Yi witnessed all of this from the sky.

He lightly shook his head, a hint of disappointment showing on his face, and he murmured: "Such performance is truly disappointing; it's worse than not watching at all, a completely one-sided situation."

But immediately afterward, the Snake Race leader produced an object, causing Ye Yi's expression to turn solemn at once.

The Snake Race leader carefully took out an exquisite small vial from his bosom, inside which was blood emitting a deep red glow.

Then he conjured a spear out of thin air and, without hesitation, poured the vial's blood onto it; the blood trickled down the spear.

"That's Human Race blood!" Ye Yi exclaimed upon seeing this from high altitude, his eyes instantly blazing with anger.

A surge of impulse welled up inside him, almost prompting him to strike immediately and annihilate all these Demon Race members.

However, the last vestige of his reason temporarily held back this anger. He silently pondered in his mind:

"If even this small squad possesses such things, then just how many similar methods does the entire Demon Race hide in order to oppose the Wu Clan? The conspiracy behind this is likely not simple."

The Wu Clan's Great Luo expert evidently also noticed the Snake Race leader's move, showing a disdainful expression.

"What tricks are you trying to pull on your broken spear?" he said. "You can't even scratch my flesh; any poison is useless against me—don't waste your effort."

However, upon hearing that, the Snake Race leader revealed a mysterious smile.