Chapter 1210: You live here?

Chase.

Seeing the demon god flee directly, those several strong experts of various races also hurriedly gave chase.

However, with their speed, it was obvious they couldn't catch up to that demon god.

Fortunately, though, the ancestors previously contacted have all arrived, and accompanying them is Shi Qingfeng.

Where did he go?

We lost his aura as soon as we chased him here.

Search.

They lost him, but the ancestors quickly spread out their divine sense to search the surroundings.

After a search, however, they found not a single clue, and he vanished again just like before.

Seeing this, Shi Qingfeng's expression turned grim.

From these two incidents it's clear that this demon god must possess extremely strong concealment abilities; otherwise he couldn't have escaped so easily twice in a row.

However, Shi Qingfeng still didn't intend to give up, leading people to continue a thorough search of the area.

He would not let even the slightest clue slip by.

What the others didn't know was that the demon god's easy escape was actually because someone had rescued him.

At this moment, in a hidden cave within a valley, the demon god stared at the three black-clad men before him, his face icy and his eyes full of killing intent.

If one of the three hadn't spoken their demon language earlier, he would have already attacked.

At this point, the demon god harbored no goodwill toward humanity, let alone any trust.

Humanity, from top to bottom, is corrupt and filthy beyond measure, utterly untrustworthy.

Who are you? What's your purpose? Speak.

He gazed icily at the three and questioned them; upon hearing this, the leader immediately knelt down respectfully and said:

We pay our respects to the Esteemed Demon God.

Who are you?

But this time the demon god paid no heed to them, silently sneering inside.

Cut the crap, do you think I'm still the same gullible fool I used to be? How could I be tricked so easily?

Esteemed Demon God, we are your most loyal servants..................

As they spoke, the three simultaneously released their demonic aura; feeling it, though not pure, it was unmistakably demonic, leaving the demon god somewhat bewildered.

What's going on? Did he meet an old friend in a foreign land?

I ask, you answer; be honest—if you utter even half a lie, you're dead.

After questioning them, the demon god figured out their identities.

Put simply, they are humans who cultivate demonic techniques, yet they are not accepted among humanity.

They can be considered one of us.

After understanding this, the demon god's attitude noticeably softened; moreover, he is now alone, knows little about the Haotu world, and most importantly, he doesn't understand the language.

He indeed needs some helpers by his side.

Accordingly, the demon god accepted the three demonic cultivators.

You will stay by my side for now and help me; if you do well, I will later take you back to the Demon Realm.

Thank you, Demon God.

Get up; remember, you had best carry out my orders wholeheartedly.

Yes, yes.

With the three's help, the demon god escaped yet another calamity.

In terms of stealth and escape, these demonic cultivators are indeed impressive—each a skilled hand; even the demon god stared agape, wondering how they could pull this off—how many times must they have fled to gain such rich escape experience?

What he didn't know was that it wasn't just a matter of how many times; it had basically become a habit.

Since embarking on the path of demonic cultivation, most of their lives have been spent fleeing.

This little matter is as routine as a daily meal.

Under the guidance of the three demonic cultivators, the demon god eventually arrived at another small town.

But upon arriving at the three's stronghold, the demon god frowned slightly.

Is this where you live?

What the hell kind of place is this?

All around are dilapidated houses, with the sickly and elderly visible everywhere, plus foul-smelling sewage ditches.

Moreover, inside the houses it's the same scene of decay, the beams looking as if they'll collapse any second.

The roofs are uneven, even having a huge hole through which moonlight pours straight inside.

This environment is even worse than the previous prison cell.

He looked at the three demonic cultivators with a complex expression.

You actually live here?

Esteemed Demon God, please understand; these are desperate times, and survival for our demon race is extremely difficult.

Yeah, those human cultivators are utterly inhuman, using every means to hunt down our demon race.

For now we can only do this; even a slight exposure would likely get us discovered.

Esteemed Demon God, we're suffering.

These three are also clever; they immediately began to identify themselves as demons, and in response to the demon god's questioning they launched into a lamentation session.

In short, they described how miserable the demonic cultivators' lives are now—far worse than before.

This life is hardly fit for a person.

Listening to their complaints, the Demon God impatiently interrupted.

"Alright, alright, we'll talk about these later. Now, go help me look into something— that previous great battle."

"The battle has already ended."

Hearing this, the three immediately gave a detailed rundown of the battle's general outline.

Actually, this great battle didn't last long, even though the demon race numbered in the millions.

But facing the various peoples of the Haotu World led by the Human Race, they were already weaker in strength, and to make matters worse, they had been schemed against.

So from the beginning, the demon race was in a suppressed state.

The battle quickly ended; many demons were killed, but even more were captured alive and are now imprisoned in the Dao Yi Shengdi.

The demon captives are held in the Dao Yi Shengdi, and many people know about it.

After all, there are so many that even if one tried to hide it, it couldn't be concealed.

"Over half were captured alive?"

Hearing this, the Demon God's face fell; he thought Bei Zun and his group had already been defeated, but he hadn't expected so many demon warriors to be captured alive.

Our demon race would rather die than surrender— how could so many have been captured alive this time?

After a moment's thought, the Demon God looked at the three and said.

"Find a way to infiltrate the Dao Yi Shengdi and, if possible, make contact with those captured demon warriors."

The Demon God also wanted to learn as much as possible.

But upon hearing this, the three demon cultivators were dumbfounded.

"What are you having us do?"

"Infiltrate the Dao Yi Shengdi? Why don't you just have us ascend to heaven? You can't just walk into the Dao Yi Shengdi."

"Frankly, infiltrating the Dao Yi Shengdi is no easier than their going to the Demon Realm—and it's even harder."

Immediately, the three shook their heads repeatedly, wearing bitter expressions as they said.

"Esteemed Demon God, it's not that we're unwilling, but it's simply impossible— the Dao Yi Shengdi is the Human Race's foremost holy land, its strength obvious to all; with our meager cultivation, we couldn't even infiltrate it, and likely just approaching would get us detected."