Chapter 1108: For Our Human Powerhouses, Beat the Drum......Let's Withdraw

Seeing the blazing fighting spirit in the eyes of the many Human Race powerhouses, Chi Rao and the other Charm Tribe elders nearby had eyes that grew somewhat complex.

Although they didn't know much about the Human Race, they also knew that humans were indeed reputed to be the weakest race.

Putting it that way, in the Haotu World there are so many races; any race born there is naturally stronger than humans.

As for the other Five Great Hegemonic Clans, I won't even mention them; just take our Charm Tribe as an example.

The Charm Tribe wields charm power from birth, and their mental strength is far greater than that of newborn humans.

As for humans, at birth they can't even see clearly, speak, or hear.

Even many races mock humans as a race abandoned by the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, why would they be so weak at birth?

Yet this very race has stubbornly broken the innate weakness limit, not only surviving in the cruel Haotu World but even rising to join the ranks of the Six Great Hegemonic Clans.

One of the Charm Tribe elders, with a complex expression, asked Chi Rao.

"You say, what exactly is this Human Race?"

"Who can say for sure? Though born weak, they seem unkillable, having faced extermination several times, yet in the end they still manage to join the Six Great Hegemonic Clans."

"Can the Human Race win this battle?"

"Perhaps."

Regarding humans, the Charm Tribe grows ever more curious; this race seems unlike any other in the Haotu World.

That night, all the humans ate their fill; each person ate until they could eat no more before stopping.

"Ah, that was satisfying; this meal was so comfortable."

"Haha, you old thing, don't die tomorrow."

"Rest assured, you're still alive at this age; how could I not give my all?"

"Then it's agreed: neither of us can die."

After eating and drinking to satisfaction, people gathered in small groups to chat; it sounded like they were joking around, but in reality many acquaintances were already saying their farewells.

Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone present is a Saint or Great Saint; facing the impending great battle, none of them are confident they can survive.

Beneath the cheerful facade lies an impending parting of life and death.

On another side, Qi Xiong, Yun Xiantai, and the other elders were there; Chi Rao asked with a serious expression.

"Do we really not need you?"

"No need; you just focus on dealing with those subsidiary tribes."

Hearing the reply, Chi Rao fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright."

They did not let the Charm Tribe join the fight between those hegemon clans; first, the Charm Tribe's strength is insufficient.

Second, those subsidiary tribes also need someone to deal with them.

Finally, it's the humans' own arrangements on their side; regarding human traps, tactics, and so on, the Charm Tribe knows nothing.

It's impossible to learn in a short time; staying would not help and might even become a burden—if they accidentally trigger a trap, that would be trouble.

Therefore, the Charm Tribe will withdraw from Stone Plain and, together with the subsidiary tribes cooperating with humans, go deal with the subsidiary tribes of the Four Great Hegemons.

One night passed quickly; at dawn the next day, the Charm Tribe withdrew from Stone Plain, while the humans had already prepared to welcome the arrival of the Five Tribe Alliance.

The Five Tribe Alliance didn't keep them waiting long; it's clear they were also worried the humans might flee again.

So they acted very swiftly; right away they let each side's subsidiary tribes directly encircle Stone Plain in an airtight manner.

Furthermore, having learned the lesson from last time, they consciously searched for any existence of a teleportation formation.

After confirming everything was correct, the Five Tribe Alliance then dared to slowly advance deep into Stone Plain.

Around the outskirts of Stone Plain, numerous human powerhouses had long been waiting here.

With the arrival of the Five Tribe Alliance, the two sides finally met.

Seeing the human powerhouses present, the Demon Race was practically overjoyed; at last they had found them—this time they absolutely cannot let the humans escape again.

"Are you sure there's no problem?"

"Rest assured, the perimeter is completely sealed; there's no way they can escape."

"Then that's good."

Facing the combined forces of the Five Great Hegemonic Clans, the human side is obviously somewhat isolated.

The numbers on both sides are completely unequal; the Five Tribe Alliance stands opposite, their momentum seeming about to overwhelm the humans.

Meanwhile, outside, the many humans only now finally understood what the numerous human powerhouses intended to do.

"Is this about to go to war with the Five Great Hegemonic Clans?"

"So, yesterday the Sect Master and the others were preparing for this battle..."

"Can we possibly handle all Five Great Hegemonic Clans at once?"

"Shut up; even if it's impossible, we have to do it—those are our human powerhouses."

"Not bad; we will definitely succeed, the Sect Master will definitely succeed."

"Someone, ring the bell for me; all of Heaven Blade Valley, cheer for the Sect Master."

"Myriad Sword Pavilion swears to stand with the Sect Master."

"Your Ladyship, what are you doing?"

"I want to beat the drum to cheer for His Majesty; even if I cannot fight side by side with His Majesty, I, this palace, must still be with His Majesty."

Many humans had never imagined before that their Sect Master, Clan Head, and His Majesty were actually planning to fight a decisive battle against the Five Tribe Alliance.

Everything done before was preparation for this battle, and yesterday's various strange actions were also because of this battle.

Everyone knows what significance this battle holds.

If they win, the Human Race will henceforth soar to the heavens, and no one will be able to limit the rise of humanity.

Having lost, I fear that the many Human Race experts within the ancestral land will also not return alive.

Sect Masters, clan heads, emperors, and old ancestors—they are fighting for the future of their Human Race.

In an instant, war drums resounded throughout the Human Race's territory, shaking the heavens.

Although they cannot enter the ancestral land, they are also supporting our Human Race's experts in their own way.

"Victory, victory............."

With the war drums, the fighting spirit in many Human Race hearts rose; although they could not join this battle, they too are part of the Human Race.

Just as everyone awaited the outbreak of the great battle, inside the ancestral land, facing the Five Tribe Alliance, Qi Xiong sneered.

"How, you think that by uniting you can exterminate our Human Race?"

"Hmph, don't be arrogant; today is the doom of your Human Race."

"Boastful, give it a try."

"Still stubborn at death's door—kill."

Seeing all the Human Race's experts right before them, the Five Tribe Alliance could no longer hold back; at the command of the old ancestors, they launched an attack.

Outside the light mirror, seeing the Five Tribe Alliance launch an attack, the Human Race folks' eyes turned red.

Elders and disciples of various Sects, generals and soldiers of various dynasties, all shouted loudly.

"Everyone, beat the drums to aid His Majesty."

"Fellow disciples, beat the drums for the Sect Master............."

Everyone could already imagine how brutal the battle would be in the next second; perhaps their Sect Master, the Emperor, would die in battle; they are all heroes of our Human Race............

The drumbeats shook the heavens, the shouts pierced the firmament, everyone's eyes blood-red, fighting spirit soaring to the heavens; yet the next second, the imagined brutal battle did not occur.

Only to see, on the Human Race side, facing the Five Tribe Alliance's attack, the experts without hesitation turned and fled...... fled........