Chapter 1268

A blade left a wound on the arm, blood spurted, but De Li acted as if he hadn't noticed, as if he couldn't feel pain at all.

The bone knife in his hand followed the momentum and slashed horizontally at Ye Zhangqing.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing hastily raised his knife to block horizontally; the terrifying force made Ye Zhangqing unconsciously retreat two steps.

De Li's combat awareness is indeed not bad; just a moment ago he was wounded by me, and the next second he launched a counterattack.

During that time, he didn't even give himself a moment to react.

Moreover, having gained the advantage with one move, De Li's attack immediately came down like a violent storm.

The bone knife in his hand kept waving, blade shadows filling the sky, making it hard for Ye Zhangqing to find a chance to counterattack for a moment.

The demonic patterns on the bone knife increased its hardness.

The demon race's Divine Weapon actually has no fancy abilities; it is just sharp and durable.

Just like the bone knife in De Li's hand, aside from being sharp and hard, it has no other abilities.

Black demonic qi wrapped around the bone knife, each strike feeling as heavy as a thousand jin.

Ye Zhangqing held a cleaver, constantly blocking; finally seizing an opportunity, after blocking De Li's attack, he fiercely swung a slash and successfully counterattacked.

What Ye Zhangqing didn't expect was that De Li, facing his counterattack, showed no intention to dodge, but instead was willing to trade wounds, slashing down at him with a blade.

Both of their attacks successfully hit each other.

De Li's shoulder was again struck by Ye Zhangqing's blade, and Ye Zhangqing's left waist was also cut open a large gash by De Li.

Blood spurted, another exchange of wounds for wounds.

However, after being wounded, neither showed the slightest pause, continuing their Xuè zhàn together.

By now, both Ye Zhangqing and De Li have exerted all their strength.

The battle has reached a stalemate.

The fighting elsewhere is the same, with both sides locked in an indecisive struggle.

However, in the midst of this fierce battle, from within the Demon Cave, black shadows slipped by one after another silently.

These are the scouts of the Demon Race under that Demon Emperor.

They took advantage of the chaos to successfully infiltrate Haotu Shijie, and because of the fierce battle before them, this side of Haotu Shijie also noticed nothing amiss.

Everything proceeded very smoothly.

After those Demon Race scouts successfully left the battlefield and infiltrated Haotu Shijie, this side, the Demon Emperor locked in battle with Yun Xiantai, also received a transmission via Mìfǎ.

According to the plan, now that the Demon Race scouts under his command have infiltrated Haotu Shijie, they should also retreat.

After all, the true purpose of the demon race this time was not to attack Haotu Shijie, but merely to cover those Demon Race scouts.

Moreover, the current situation is stalemated; continuing to fight serves no purpose but to merely increase casualties.

But at this moment, the two Demon Emperors show no intention to retreat at all.

Each with bloodshot eyes glaring at Yun Xiantai and Dongfang Hong, displaying a posture of fighting to the death.

As time passed, some Demon God Kings on the battlefield began to feel something was odd.

They knew the plan, but now, why is there still no movement?

Logically, those Demon Race scouts should have already infiltrated Haotu Shijie by now, and they should have retreated.

Yet they have not received the withdrawal order for a long time, which is strange—what are the Demon Emperors doing?

Why haven't they issued the withdrawal order yet?

A Demon God King looked doubtfully at the two Demon Emperors fighting, instinctively sensing that the Demon Emperors' condition was somewhat off.

Their eyes are red and glowing—what is this situation?

Suspicious in his heart, one Demon God King secretly contacted those Demon Race scouts.

Originally those Demon Race scouts were his subordinates; after they surrendered to the demon race, the Demon Emperor let him oversee them.

Not receiving the withdrawal order for a long time, he also grew doubtful.

Could something have gone wrong in the middle?

"You haven't yet infiltrated Haotu Shijie according to the plan?"

"We have already infiltrated."

"Huh???"

Upon learning that his subordinates' Demon Race scouts had successfully infiltrated Haotu Shijie and had long ago reported via Mìfǎ to the Demon Emperor,

but after the Demon Emperor received the news, why didn't he issue the withdrawal order?

What are they still fighting for here?

He turned his head to glance again at the two Demon Emperors, and this Demon God King suddenly noticed something amiss.

Wrong, the Demon Emperors' condition.....................

This is clearly a case of being overcome by killing intent, his mouth shouting angrily without cease.

"You vile human, today this emperor will surely kill you."

Is this rage soaring to the heavens, losing reason?

Having noticed this, that Demon God King's face sank, saying, "What about the agreed plan? Why are you still fighting head-on?"

You should have retreated long ago; why are you still fighting here?

Immediately, that Demon God King hastily sent a mental transmission to the Demon Emperor, saying:

"Demon Emperor, the plan succeeded; it's time to retreat."

Huh???

But after sending the mental transmission, there was no reply for a long time; it seemed the two Demon Emperors hadn't heard at all, still with bloodshot eyes, displaying a posture of fighting desperately.

This left that Demon God King somewhat unable to hold back.

By now, the casualty situation has long far exceeded expectations; if they continue fighting, it will definitely be not worth the loss.

Demon Emperor, we should retreat.

I'll fucking kill you.

All that could be heard was the Demon Emperor's angry roar, completely ignoring his own voice transmission.

Immediately, this Demon God King could no longer worry about anything else and promptly decided to retreat.

According to the plan, the signal was sent out; the demon race outside the five Demon Caves, seeing this, all began to retreat toward the Demon Caves.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield where the two Demon Emperors fought, after the many Demon God Kings forced back their opponents, they all came to the front of the two Demon Emperors.

This is................

Seeing this, Yun Xiantai, Dongfang Hong, and the various clan elders who had rushed over were all taken aback.

Seeing the two Demon Emperors being embraced by the many Demon God Kings, everyone felt suspicious—was there still internal strife?

At this point, to be honest, both Yun Xiantai and Dongfang Hong were feeling terrible.

Just now, those two Demon Emperors were practically insane; for them to have held on until now is already extremely difficult.

Especially Yun Xiantai; if it weren't for his talisman seal and formation, he might not have been able to hold on.

His injuries were not light, so he also did not dare to act rashly at this moment.

The two Demon Emperors embraced by the many Demon God Kings were now roaring repeatedly.

"Let go of me; today this emperor will definitely kill him."

"You vile humans, this emperor today swears to kill you."

"Demon Emperor, we can't fight anymore; we have to act according to the plan."

"Yes, Demon Emperor, it's time to retreat."

"What about the plan we agreed on earlier? Have you all thrown it out of your minds? The plan was made; not following it—what does that mean?"

"How did this fighting get us so heated? Is now the time to kill? Besides, our demon race doesn't have the advantage."

"Faced with the two Demon Emperors in their rage, the many Demon God Kings kept trying to persuade them."

"After finally regaining their composure, the two Demon Emperors coldly stared at Yun Xiantai and Dongfang Hong, the killing intent in their eyes reaching an extreme."