Chapter 1236: with translation of chapter title

Around the five demon caves, the dead and wounded demon race were densely packed, joining together into a sheet.

Even so, more demon race still entered Haotu Shijie through the demon cave from the rear.

They relied entirely on sacrificing their lives to forcibly break these traps, and the demon race literally filled in the traps around the demon cave.

As many demon race died and fell, the light of the formations and talisman seals around the demon cave gradually faded.

Just to pass through the demon cave and descend into Haotu Shijie, the demon race paid a heavy price.

However, the demon race behind seemed completely indifferent to this.

Under the command of the many demon gods, they quickly gained a foothold.

They began to advance outward in an orderly manner, but the next second the demon race encountered the same situation again: traps.

Given enough time, the human race naturally would spare no effort in laying traps.

Moreover, this time, since they didn't need to hold back, the number of traps was simply scalp-numbing.

"My goodness, when I helped before I didn't feel anything, but now looking at it, it's simply scalp-numbing."

The strong ones of the other races, seeing this scene, couldn't help but sigh.

These traps were basically set up by the human race, while they were just responsible for assisting from the side.

Originally there wasn't any special feeling, but now, with the traps coming one wave after another, they were all feeling terrified.

How many traps must have been set up!

The traps around the demon cave had been forcibly broken by the demon race, but as they continued to advance outward, a second wave of traps came.

Countless demon race were instantly enveloped by the formations and talisman seals.

Seeing this, the demon gods each had icy faces, and what else?

Looking at the dead and wounded demon race below, this number makes people's teeth itch; the key is, they haven't even clashed with Haotu Shijie yet.

Without even seeing the enemy, the casualties are already so heavy..............

However, the demon gods still gritted their teeth and persisted; no matter how many traps, Haotu Shijie ultimately lacks an Emperor Sovereign Realm expert to hold the fort—how can they resist the Demon Emperor?

More demon race are still waiting to enter the demon cave, while more and more demon race have already descended into Haotu Shijie.

Faced with formations and talisman seals that could appear anywhere, these demon race are indeed fearless of death.

This time the demon race seems to have truly shown what ferocity is.

Not only are they vicious toward others, they're also vicious toward themselves.

They don't play any fancy tricks; they just use their fleshly bodies to probe the traps—anyway, if enveloped by a trap, it's a direct head-on resistance.

Traps must have a limit, right? I've probed them all for you—let's see what you can do now.

"These demon race.................."

"We won't overdo it, will we?"

"No, look at the numbers—not few. Haven't you seen the demon cave still continuously spewing out ingredients?"

Even Yun Xiantai and the others were somewhat worried for a moment—these ingredients are so brave, they won't be directly blown up by the traps, will they?

However, this worry is obviously unrealistic—being completely blown up by the traps is totally impossible.

But this bravery of the demon race still makes Yun Xiantai and the others look askance.

How come we didn't notice before that the demon race was this brave?

Damn, it feels like even knowing the traps ahead, these demon race still jump down without hesitation, not even frowning.

Compared to the previous two times, this is way braver.

Dongfang Hong had been by Yun Xiantai's side all along, and he also saw this scene; at this moment he couldn't help but recall the previous great battle against the demon race.

Back then the demon race was the same—each one brave, as if they weren't afraid of death, completely like a pack of mad dogs.

In battle, it seemed the more wounded these demon race were, the more excited they got; as long as they still had a breath, they could keep fighting.

At this moment, these demon race before him gave Dongfang Hong exactly that feeling.

What everyone didn't know was that this time, because the Demon Emperor personally led the army, his many demon subordinates naturally had high morale.

Being able to fight side by side with the Demon Emperor is, for the many demon race, a tremendous honor.

Therefore, before the Demon Emperor, they only wanted to display their most brave side, without fear.

"Yun Dao brother, can this really work?"

Looking at the many demon race probing the traps with their faces, Dongfang Hong said somewhat uncertainly.

Even now, despite so many dead and wounded, there continues to be a steady stream of demon race appearing.

Most importantly, the Demon Emperor hasn't appeared yet.

Can Haotu Shijie really defeat the demon race's Demon Emperor? And can he withstand the opponent?

To be honest, Dongfang Hong has no confidence in his heart; he truly has none.

The pressure from the demon race on him is truly too great, and on top of that his Dongfang Family has suffered heavy losses.

The surviving clansmen are already less than one in ten, which makes him even more cautious and hesitant when making decisions.

If they lose this battle, the Dongfang family members who followed him will likely be unable to escape disaster.

Most importantly, Dongfang Bai is by his side.

If it weren't for his Star Battleship being dismantled, Dongfang Hong would probably have planned to run away.

Just thinking of his Star Battleship makes Dongfang Hong grit his teeth in anger—damn, I gave it to you for research, how could you just dismantle it like that?

Now it's fine—damn, I can't even run away.

Fleshly body crossing the Space Turbulence, Dongfang Hong dare not; and even if he gave it a try, what about the others?

With their cultivation, entering the Space Turbulence without the protection of a Star Battleship is basically seeking death.

So, for now we can only stay; even if we wanted to run, there's no way.

Looking at the somewhat panicked Dongfang Hong, Yun Xiantai glanced at him and said irritably.

I said, are you still at Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivation? We haven't even started fighting, and you already got scared out of your wits?

I............. you don't understand the demon race, they..............

How can you not understand? We've eaten so much, we know which parts are tasty and which aren't—we know it all inside out—how can you say you don't understand?

"I............"

What the hell am I saying? I'm talking about the demon race's strength, and you're talking about taste—do you really think this is a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered?

Seeing Dongfang Hong's hesitant look, Yun Xiantai simply waved his hand.

Alright, in this battle you just need to hold back that demon emperor—treat him as the ingredient—and I'll come help; holding him back shouldn't be a problem, right?

This............ okay, I'll do my best.

Hah.

Seeing that Dongfang Hong had lost his spirit before even engaging, Yun Xiantai didn't say anything else.

You say everyone is at Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivation, what are you afraid of, a hammer?

What's wrong with the demon emperor? Chop off his head and he'll die just the same—what are you panicking about?

With all these ingredients delivered right to your face, if you're not happy, that's fine, but instead you're panicking like this—no wonder your Dongfang family has been beaten to this state by the demon race.

With so much ingredients right in front of you, shouldn't you be excited? You can't possibly eat it all—you simply can't finish it.

This is a great occasion, why are you putting on a mournful face? It's a buzzkill.