Chapter 362: The Dao Yi Sect Will Save Us

The faces of the demonic giants were ugly to the extreme.

It was like having a beautiful dream, but before it reached the happiest moment, *whoosh*, the dream woke up.

Just a second ago, these demonic giants were still fantasizing about the days when they would be in charge.

But the next second, damn it, the two races negotiated peace, stopped the war, and stopped fighting. How could they accept this?

You guys stopped fighting, but what about us?

"Did you contact the demon race? Did they really negotiate peace with the humans?"

Some demonic giants didn't believe it and wanted to struggle a bit more. To this, the demonic cultivator who brought the news shook his head helplessly.

"I can't contact them."

"Then keep contacting them! Ask these animals what they want to do! They say they won't fight, so they won't fight? With them retreating, what the hell are we supposed to do?"

They contacted all the major demon tribes they could, but none of them received any reply, as if they were deliberately hiding from them.

And the fact was indeed so; the major demon tribes were indeed hiding from these demonic cultivators.

Although these demonic cultivators were fundamentally human, in reality, they had always been in contact with the demon race.

As long as they could overthrow these righteous sects, they didn't care what means they used, even if it meant joining forces with the demon race.

It was a pity that although the demon race maintained contact with them, they wouldn't be stupid enough to be used as a gun, so the two sides didn't have any cooperation.

But it wouldn't be like this, not even paying attention to them.

The major demon tribes that had retreated to their own territories also knew the predicament the demonic cultivators were facing.

Inside Ape Mountain, a group of Ape Mountain Demon Kings received another message from the demonic cultivators on their way back.

"What, another message from those demonic cultivators?"

"Yes."

"How many times is this?"

"Fifth time, right?"

"It seems they are very anxious."

"Can they not be anxious? Before, watching the two races fight, these demonic cultivators all popped up. Now that we've retreated, aren't they just throwing themselves into the net?"

A Demon King laughed.

"Ignore them. Don't go provoke the humans for now."

The demon race had screwed over the demonic cultivators, but they had also been screwed over by the aquatic race! If it weren't for the aquatic race suddenly collapsing, with even the old Long Wang being slain by Hong Zun's sword, how could the situation be like this?

But saying this now didn't have any meaning. The demonic cultivators jumped out to find death themselves; what did that have to do with their demon race?

The news hadn't spread completely yet; only the high-level officials of a few parties knew about the ceasefire, but many demonic giants were already completely panicked.

The demon race wasn't replying, and now they couldn't fight and couldn't escape.

Their previous concealment was all exposed. No need to doubt it; at this time, every move of the demonic cultivators had long been seen by the major sects.

There was a feeling of being set up, as if the two races had joined forces to set a trap for the demonic cultivators, inducing them to jump out and die on purpose.

They were fuming with rage, while in other places, the demonic cultivators who didn't know about the ceasefire were still frantically causing trouble, slaughtering ordinary humans and building a sea of blood.

Not far from the offshore camp, a full ten thousand ordinary humans, as well as some low-level rogue cultivators, were running wildly along the road.

Every one of them had a look of deep terror on their faces.

"Hurry! We'll be at the offshore camp soon. Once we reach the offshore camp, we'll be safe. With the Dao Yi Sect there, those demonic cultivators won't dare to be rampant."

These people all lived in the surrounding area. Because of the rampant demonic cultivators, they had tried their best to escape, but facing the pursuit of the demonic cultivators, the group had no power to resist.

Finally, under the suggestion of a rogue cultivator, the crowd ran wildly toward the offshore camp.

Right now, the only ones who could save them were the major righteous sects like the Dao Yi Sect.

As they were speaking, cold laughter suddenly rang out from behind.

"Haha, wanting to go to the offshore camp for help? Do you really think the Dao Yi Sect can save you? Now they are overwhelmed themselves. You'd better save your breath. Isn't it better to obediently be refined and absorbed by us?"

It was the demonic cultivators who had caught up. Hearing this, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they ran wildly toward the offshore camp without looking back.

And the demonic cultivators behind them weren't in a hurry to strike, just like a cat playing with a mouse, occasionally killing a few people, and then driving these people to flee all the way.

They weren't afraid of these people going to the offshore camp for help because the Dao Yi Sect was busy dealing with the aquatic race right now. Even whether the offshore camp still existed was a question; perhaps it had already been occupied by the aquatic race?

So, even if they ran to the offshore camp, what could happen?

In the hearts of the demonic cultivators, the offshore camp at this time should be a mountain of bones and a river of blood, a tragic scene.

But in reality, at this time, inside the offshore camp...

"We're eating the old Long Wang today!"

"Stop talking nonsense! There are only five thousand people; I've set my mind on this old dragon today!"

"A joke! Flowing Light Step!"

"Entangling Hands!"

"Clear Stream Wall!"

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister is not who she was before!"

"Heh, then Senior Brother really has to see it properly."

Another mealtime, and this meal was the old Long Wang! The disciples were almost drooling with greed.

Not to mention how it tasted, just the portion of the ingredients was enough to make it impossible to refuse.

They were all flood dragons, but could an ordinary flood dragon compare to a Long Wang? There was absolutely no comparison. This was the so-called "rarity makes it precious," so the disciples naturally all wanted to eat a bite.

The competition was particularly fierce, especially with the addition of the Jade Maiden Peak disciples.

And don't say, after a period of arduous cultivation, the strength of the Jade Maiden Peak disciples had improved significantly.