Chapter 1191

Yi Qi always felt that the Human Race had a problem, but despite his persuasion, Bei Zun didn't listen at all.

Especially after leaving, Bei Zun learned the full details from Ge Li's mouth, and his confidence had already exploded.

With such feeble strength, I really overestimated the Human Race.

Moreover, I hold Yi Qi in even greater contempt—this fool, a million Demon Race warriors, actually lost to such a feeble race; it's laughable.

Bei Zun, the Human Race really has a problem, you...............

Enough, I don't want to hear these words; you lost to the Human Race, that doesn't mean I will also lose to the Human Race.

But this matter is really strange; think about it, how could the difference be this big?

A big difference? That can only indicate one problem.

What?

Your subordinates are all trash, so you lost, while I will not.

You............

Come on, I still have things to handle.

Bei Zun was busy with the attack, had no time to deal with Yi Qi, and after saying just a couple sentences he drove him away.

On Bei Zun's side, Yi Qi, who got no good face, wore a grim expression, and meanwhile his doubts about the Human Race grew stronger.

What on earth is the situation with the human race?

Bei Zun is busy preparing here; in Haotu Shijie, the Human Race is likewise.

Around the five Demon Caves, many strongers from Haotu Shijie have already gathered, all major races present.

Given the Human Race's current strength, a single order will naturally elicit an enthusiastic response from all major races.

Moreover, participants in this battle can also get a meal, which makes all major races even more enthusiastic.

The low-level cultivators around have long been transferred away, and the battlefield has long been ready.

Moreover, at the center of the five great Demon Caves stands a towering massive spirit city.

This spirit city is both the location of the grand camp and the Canteen.

Precisely speaking, at least half of this massive spirit city belongs to the Canteen.

Ye Zhangqing also followed the crowd here; according to the many great emperor ancestors, how could a battle lack a Canteen?

Without a Canteen, morale would drop somewhat.

Hearing this, Ye Zhangqing felt utterly speechless; damn, how could this even be related to morale?

At this moment, inside and outside the Canteen have been busy for several days, with many spirit chefs of the Spirit Chef Alliance busy processing ingredients.

Because before the battle, any strong warrior from any race participating in the fight can get a meal, and that number is not small.

However, Ye Zhangqing is relatively idle, after all he only needs to handle the final preparation; the rest is taken care of by those spirit chefs of the Spirit Chef Alliance.

The only thing that leaves Ye Zhangqing somewhat speechless is the Chi Rao before him.

This woman also came running, and as soon as she arrived she clung to Ye Zhangqing, refusing to leave even half a step.

I say, you Charm Tribe don't need any preparation? As the first ancestor, shouldn't you be overseeing things?

No need, the people below will handle it.

Heh.............

Upon Chi Rao's arrival, Ye Zhangqing's complexion visibly turned pale; the Charm Tribe's innate divine ability is truly no joke.

Even though Ye Zhangqing is now a sage, he still cannot withstand Chi Rao.

Then why don't you adjust your condition and prepare for battle in peace? Doing this every night, will you still have strength when the time comes?

He looked at Chi Rao with a helpless expression, but her answer nearly made Ye Zhangqing vomit blood.

Have you ever seen a field ruined by plowing? Isn't this field supposed to become more fertile the more it's plowed?

You're awesome.

He silently took a sip of ten-thousand-year ginseng tea, said to be a great tonic, yet Ye Zhangqing feels it doesn't seem to be working for him either.

Damn, even the ten-thousand-year ginseng tea is useless; this woman is simply poisonous.

Ye Zhangqing's side is a mix of pain and joy, while on the other side, Qi Xiong, Yun Xiantai, Shi Qingfeng and the other Human Race elders stare at the demon emperor before them, speechless.

What are you Demon Race doing here?

Responding to the Upper Tribe's call.

The Demon Race has also seen reason; fighting the Human Race now would surely be unwise, so since they can't win, they might as well join.

But this time, the Human Race summoned all the tribes and yet didn't even notify the Demon Race.

After thinking it over, the Demon Race finally came of its own accord.

Upon seeing the Demon Race arrive, Yun Xiantai and the other elders were dumbfounded.

No, what are these ingredients for?

Upon hearing that the Demon Race also wants to go to the battlefield, the elders all went numb.

What battlefield are you going to? You are ingredients, go to the battlefield.

This is originally a battle about ingredients, letting ingredients fight ingredients?

Impossible, absolutely impossible; the elders would naturally never let the Demon Race go to the battlefield.

If ingredients clash with ingredients, isn't that just loss?

They immediately refused.

Go back, just rest in peace; we don't need you here.

Yet the Demon Race, not knowing what's wrong with them, insists on responding to the Human Race's call; all tribes have come, and the Demon Race also wants to join.

Looking at the stubborn Demon Race, the elders have no temper; today the demon emperor came again, persuasion failed, Yun Xiantai helplessly asked:

Do you really want to contribute your share?

"Not bad, my Demon Race is also a part of the Haotu World."

"The Demon Race does this mainly because they're afraid of being isolated!"

"Now the entire Haotu World takes the Human Race as its leader, while the Demon Race, it seems, has nothing to do with it."

"This is being directly isolated outside, which makes the Demon Race somewhat fearful and worried."

"Rather than that, it would be better to join under the Human Race's banner, at least to go with the flow."

"Seeing this demon emperor so resolute, the people of Yun Xiantai exchanged glances and then spoke."

"Good, then since that's the case, I'll give your Demon Race an opportunity."

"Thank you, Upper Tribe."

"Upon hearing this, the demon emperor was delighted, nodding repeatedly. Seeing this, Yun Xiantai said with a strange expression."

"Take these Demon Race you brought, lead ten thousand to the canteen."

"Canteen?"

"Eh, you Demon Race wanted to contribute, right? Bring them to the canteen."

"This demon emperor was still puzzled, wondering why our Demon Race needs to go to the canteen for processing, but regarding the words of Yun Xiantai and others, it still chose to obey."

"But when it brought ten thousand demon race ingredients to the canteen, the three elders of the Spirit Chef Alliance, seeing this, asked with puzzled faces."

"What is this?"

"Following the Human Race ancestor's order, to contribute to the great war."

"Huh???"

"Damn, there's still this? But since they've come to our door, the three elders of the Spirit Chef Alliance naturally weren't polite and shouted."

"Come on, the ingredients are here, come help."

"Soon, a crowd of spirit chefs came out, and in a few quick moves they laid those ten thousand ingredients on the ground."

"Then, some drained blood, some plucked feathers, some pulled tendons."

"At that moment, the demon emperor stared dumbfounded."

"What are you doing? Stop it."

"The Emperor-level aura shot up to the heavens, you damn bastards, right in front of you, you're killing my Demon Race?"

"However, the three elders of the Spirit Chef Alliance remained calm and said."

"Wasn't it you who said you wanted to contribute?"

"Yeah, but why are you killing my Demon Race?"

"I'm telling you to contribute."

"Huh???"