Chapter 1044

The Demon Race's target was clearly Qi Xiong; under the siege of several Demon Emperors, Qi Xiong was fighting with two fists against four hands.

Moreover, he had inexplicably become bait, making him even more furious.

He didn't have time for anything else, directly roaring angrily at Yun Xiantai.

Upon hearing that, Yun Xiantai didn't mind either; it was understandable that this rebellious disciple harbored some resentment, after all, who made him his Shīzūn?

Good disciple, hold on, I, your master, am coming.

I.................

Qi Xiong was really numb; damn it, that Sect would actually let its own Shèngzhǔ serve as bait—I'm the Shèngzhǔ, the Shèngzhǔ!

The battle continued; with Yun Xiantai's support, Qi Xiong's pressure was indeed greatly reduced.

Looking at the whole battlefield, Dao Yi Shengdi was actually not the slightest bit weaker than the Demon Race.

With one's own strength alone, one could oppose the entire Demon Race, which shows how terrifying the improvement of Dao Yi Shengdi is.

Not to mention anything else, in just this short month, over a dozen people have broken through to the Shèngjìng within Dao Yi Shengdi.

Even the Peak Masters and Elders who hadn't managed to break through to Great Saint have all broken through into the Great Saint Realm.

For example, Mu You and the others.

Moreover, this improvement is not limited to Dao Yi Shengdi; all the other sects of the Human Race are the same.

The more serious the situation, the heavier their mood; the faces of all the Demon Emperors grew gloomy to the extreme.

How long has it been, and the Human Race has already become this powerful?

Although the Demon Race also has its own problems.

After all, in their clashes with Dao Yi Shengdi, the Demon Race has always been the side suffering losses, with considerable depletion of strength.

But even so, it shouldn't be possible for the Demon Race to be forced to this extent by Dao Yi Shengdi.

One can only say that the Human Race's growth has surpassed everyone's imagination; that merit power has practically allowed the Human Race to be reborn.

The Human Race......... has become a major threat.

The Demon Emperors thought: just one Dao Yi Shengdi is like this; if the Human Race were to mobilize its entire strength, probably no tribe in the Haotu Shijie world could rival it.

Unable to win after a prolonged fight, and even relying on previously prepared traps, Dao Yi Shengdi gradually gained the upper hand.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the Demon Emperors could only grit their teeth and shout.

"Retreat."

They had originally planned to take the opportunity to kill Qi Xiong, but who would have thought that Qi Xiong was unharmed, while they themselves suffered heavy losses again.

Moreover, even if they wanted to retreat, it's not that easy.

Dao Yi Shengdi naturally wouldn't let them leave so easily.

Pursuing them relentlessly, in the end two Demon Emperors were left behind again, and the other Demon Race members then fled in disarray.

"Not a bad haul."

"Enough to consume for a while."

After tallying the spoils and replenishing supplies with plenty of ingredients, everyone then satisfactorily returned home.

On the way back, however, Qi Xiong's face was dark as he looked at his junior brothers Wu Shou, Shi Song, and Hong Zun; his gaze was gloomily terrifying.

"You already knew, didn't you?"

He asked through gritted teeth; Wu Shou and Shi Song exchanged a glance, then shook their heads.

"We didn't know at first; it was only later that our Shīzūn told us."

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Qi Xiong simply doesn't believe it; now he trusts no one, those bastards are all a bunch of bastards.

Damn it, there's not a shred of loyalty.

Qi Xiong is truly furious; fellow sect brothers, you treat me like this—me, Qi Xiong, who has devoted my whole life to the Sect with diligence and exhausted my efforts, only to end up being sold out by my own Shīzūn.

Even upon returning to the Sect, Qi Xiong merely gave a cold snort and then left directly.

"Senior Brother this............."

"Let him calm down a bit."

Dao Yi Shengdi returned victorious; as for the Demon Race, after narrowly escaping with their lives and returning to the Demon Ancestor City, each remaining Demon Emperor felt utterly stifled to the extreme.

In this battle, they lost another two Demon Emperors.

The number of Demon Emperors left is now less than what can be counted on two hands, and this even includes the former ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land.

In other words, damn it, the current Demon Race's Emperor-level existences are nearly half former Human Race Great Emperors.

Moreover, as the number of Demon Race Great Emperors on that side keeps dwindling, the three ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land have also begun to harbor some different thoughts.

Looking at the Emperor-level beings still present, it's three versus five; it seems they aren't that far apart either.

"Hmph, what kind of look is that?"

"What's wrong with us?"

One of the Demon Emperors, already full of anger, upon seeing the three's eyes darting about, instantly knew these guys were up to no good and immediately snapped at them in displeasure.

But this time, the three ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land didn't just endure as before; instead, they replied with a light smile.

"You................"

Upon this, that Demon Emperor became even more furious, how dare these Human Race traitors talk back to him?

Although the three ancestors had previously joined the Demon Race, they had always endured in silence.

When facing the Demon Emperors, they would avoid if possible; even if they suffered anger, they merely endured it silently.

But now, they actually dared to speak back.

That Demon Emperor immediately narrowed his eyes at the three, wondering if they were planning to rebel.

On the other side, regarding this, the three ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land were utterly fearless; as the two sides locked gazes, the atmosphere in the hall instantly turned eerie.

"Alright."

Just as this demon emperor was about to speak up and scold again, the other demon emperors stepped forward to stop him.

Immediately, he looked at the three elders of Qingtian Holy Land with a deep meaning.

Now the situation is clear to anyone who isn't an idiot; the demon race has suffered heavy losses, and its strength is no longer comparable to before.

Only five demon emperors remain in command; naturally, they may develop second thoughts.

After all, they are not of the demon race's bloodline.

But now is not the time to turn against the three elders of Qingtian Holy Land; frankly, as the demon race continues to suffer losses, they now actually need the three elders of Qingtian Holy Land.

Otherwise, the demon race would have only five demon emperors left.

Moreover, five versus three, although they still hold an advantage, they obviously cannot suppress the other side.

It can be said that from the initial complete submission, it has now turned into a relationship of mutual wariness and mutual need.

Thus, the demon race wanting to use its previous methods against Qingtian Holy Land is completely impossible.

Having come to this point, even if unwilling, they must admit; this demon emperor secretly sighed, feeling unwilling but having no other choice.

"The human race has now become a major threat; if we continue like this, our demon race will likely be the first to suffer."

No longer dwelling on these matters, the most critical thing now is the human race; we must think of a plan, see how to deal with the ever-stronger human race.

If this continues, the demon race will eventually suffer a catastrophe from the human race.

Upon hearing this, the other demon emperors also silently nodded; yes, the human race has truly become a major threat to the demon race, like a sword hanging over their heads, as if there is danger of being cut down at any moment, yet they have no way to deal with this danger.