Chapter 1117: Either you kill me, or……

After nearly half a month of fierce fighting, the situation has become clear: the Undying Race, Barbarian Tribe, and Ancient Tribe—these three tribes have completely fallen into a disadvantage.

Watching the strong ones of their own tribes constantly fall, the three tribe ancestors, even if they were unwilling, also knew that this battle could no longer be won.

Let alone this battle; after it, they wouldn't even know how the three tribes could resist the Human Race.

But right now there is no other choice but to retreat.

"Go."

The three tribe ancestors barked coldly, issuing the retreat order.

This battle should have been a sure win; even if they couldn't annihilate these Human Race powerhouses, victory was definitely assured.

Five against one—how could the Five Great Hegemonic Clans lose to a single Human Race?

But who would have thought that in the end two traitors would appear—one from the Stone Tribe and one from the Demon Race.

However, compared to the Stone Tribe, the Demon Race is even more hateful; after all, in the eyes of the three tribes, all of this is just a scheme the Demon Race devised.

From the very start, the Demon Race's proposal to form some damn Five Tribe Alliance was already harboring ill intent.

They were step by step led to this point by the Demon Race; if not for the Demon Race, how could the three tribes have fallen to this state?

Thus, the three tribes' hatred toward the Demon Race is the deepest.

A two-faced traitor, absolutely a two-faced traitor, and they even deliberately set them up.

So, even while retreating, the many strong ones of the three tribes fiercely glared at the Demon Race.

"Demon Race, this matter is absolutely not over; my three tribes will not let you off."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the many Demon Kings, Demon Emperors, and even Demon Emperor Ancestors of the Demon Race all looked as if they wanted to speak but held back; they wanted to explain, yet for a moment they didn't know how.

Mainly because they wouldn't believe it—what could be done?

But they really hadn't betrayed anyone.

Even during the retreat, the three tribes didn't give the Demon Race a chance; seeing this, the Demon Race had originally wanted to flee together, but now they couldn't run at all.

A battle that was sure to be won ended in a loss—no one had expected such an outcome.

Faced with the three tribes' withdrawal, the Human Race didn't pursue, nor were they in any hurry.

After this battle, the three tribes basically suffered heavy casualties, while on the Human Race side the side effects of the pills were about to kick in, so pursuing them now would be pointless.

It would be better to wait until they've healed their wounds before acting again—there's no rush.

Soon, on the Stone Plain, only the Human Race, the Stone Tribe, and the Demon Race—whose faces were ashen—remained.

As for the various Sub Tribes on the outskirts, they had long since scattered like birds and beasts.

Even their own Upper Tribe had lost; what were they still fighting for here? Moreover, the Stone Tribe and Demon Race had also betrayed them—this turn of events truly caught everyone off guard.

"What should we do with these Demon Race?"

After the battle, the Stone Tribe's many ancestors looked toward Yun Xiantai, and Yu Mo and the others asked.

Even now, the Stone Tribe still couldn't figure out what was going on with the Demon Race—whether they truly had some connection with the Human Race or it was merely a misunderstanding; but it didn't look like a misunderstanding, for if it were, why would the Human Race go to such lengths to protect the Demon Race?

Thus, for a moment the Stone Tribe also didn't know how to handle the Demon Race issue, and they voiced their question.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xiantai and the others glanced at the basically wounded Demon Race and casually said.

"Let's treat the wounds first."

Huh???

Hearing this, the Stone Tribe's many ancestors exchanged glances, wondering if this really indicated a connection.

From the very beginning, had the Demon Race already defected to the Human Race? And the so-called Five Tribe Alliance had been a trap from start to finish?

It's no wonder the Stone Tribe thinks this way—you lot keep protecting them, doing this and that, and now that everyone's left, there's obviously no need for an act.

And yet you're still giving them pills to heal their wounds—this must mean they're your own people.

But upon hearing Yun Xiantai and the others say that, the Demon Race refused.

"Pah, my Demon Race doesn't need your pity—either kill me, or……"

"Silence the tongue, tie them up, feed them the pill."

Hearing the Demon Race's angry roar, Yun Xiantai and the others irritably waved their hands.

If it weren't for seeing that your Demon Race is nearly extinct, I'd actually have the mood to save you.

Thus, the indignant Demon Race was outright tied up by the Human Race and then force‑fed the pill.

"I won't eat it; I don't need your pity."

"Pah, I'd rather die than eat anything from you Humans."

"This Emperor doesn't need your pity."

"Enough talk, go inside."

Meanwhile, the Human Race paid no heed to these protests, forcibly shoved the pill down their throats; seeing this, the Stone Tribe again felt bewildered.

What on earth is going on? They have to force‑feed the pill—those who don't know might think it's poison.

But what exactly is the relationship between the Human Race and the Demon Race now?

If you say they're not allies, the Human Race's behavior—giving pills, doing this and that—doesn't match.

But if you say they are allies, looking at the Demon Race's expression, it doesn't seem so either; the hatred in their eyes looks genuine.

Besides, with no one around right now, who would you be putting on an act for?

For a moment, the relationship between the Human Race and the Demon Race was confusing; no matter how they thought about it, they couldn't figure it out.

However, since this battle ended in victory, it also proved the Stone Tribe's choice was correct—at least their future days will surely be much better than those of the other three tribes.

At the same time, Yun Xiantai, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ, Yaochi Shèngzhǔ, and others were searching for the three former ancestors of Qingtian Holy Land.

Just a moment ago, during the fight, those three were still there.

As for food ingredients, they naturally need protection, but for traitors, everyone naturally won't show any mercy.

Besides, these three guys aren't even ingredients; keeping them is completely pointless—might as well just kill them to avoid future trouble.

But after searching around, they still couldn't find any trace of the three elders of Qingtian Holy Land.

"They probably escaped during the chaos earlier."

"Jade Pool Shèngzhǔ said lightly, 'They definitely ran away; I didn't even have time to notice just now.'"

Yun Xiantai, however, said calmly.

"If they've run, let them run; after all, they're now bereft dogs."

"We'll talk about it next time we get a chance."

"Okay."

As for the outside world, seeing the great victory, everyone of the Human Race was extremely excited.

Five Tribe Alliance—ah, the Human Race hasn't lost at all.

Although the process was beyond description and utterly outrageous, the eventual result was a win.

Facing the combined forces of the Five Great Hegemonic Clans, no matter what methods were used, in the end our Human Race won.

And after this battle, the Human Race also firmly established its status as the top clan in Haotu Shijie.

One would think that henceforth no blind fool would come looking for trouble with the Human Race.

Within the Human Race's territory, earth-shaking cheers continued without cease.

As for the other three tribes, each was ashen-faced; they lost—indeed, they all lost.

As for the results they must now face, the three tribes dare not even think about them.

Having failed to wipe out the Human Race, when the Human Race turns back, how will they cope? Remember, the more time given to the Human Race, the stronger it becomes.

Moreover, the most critical question is, how should the multitude of elders deal with the Human Race's counterattack in their ancestral lands?