Chapter 1679

Ha, I never thought that one day my demon clan would fall to such a state, but with your god clan's strength, why go through all this trouble to deal with my demon clan? Just attack directly; my demon clan can't stop you.

The demon clan old ancestor voiced the final doubt in its heart.

With the god clan's strength, there's no need to make things so complicated; a direct strike could wipe out the demon clan.

In response, the god clan old ancestor gave the following answer.

"Haotu Shijie needs a whetstone."

It was a baffling remark; the demon clan old ancestor didn't understand, but before it could reply, the god clan old ancestor finished speaking and gave it no chance, sneering and saying.

"Alright, after saying all that, it's time to go."

Having spoken, the god clan old ancestor's divine power surged, and the beautiful lady beside him and the heavenly clan old ancestor likewise rose with towering aura.

The three ancestors prepared to act simultaneously; facing them, the demon clan old ancestor knew it had little chance of victory, yet at the last moment it showed no trace of fear, instead raising its head and letting out a long howl.

"Haha, let's fight, my demon clan warriors, follow me in slaughter."

As the words fell, the demon clan old ancestor proactively charged toward the three god clan ancestors.

Seeing this, the god clan old ancestor likewise smiled in response.

"This is worthy of being the demon clan's ancestor, old thing; farewell."

The next second, this space instantly burst with terrifying battle aftershocks, heaven collapsing and earth splitting.

Especially where the demon clan old ancestor and the four fought, the void storm raged wildly, becoming a forbidden zone.

Even an Emperor Sovereign expert entering there would not dare claim confidence in self-preservation.

Here the great battle, Haotu Shijie, the nether clan, and Yongye were unaware; after a relentless pursuit, the remnants of the imperial palace and demon clan scattered far, and everyone retreated back to Haotu Shijie.

After all, although it was a great victory, all three sides likewise suffered casualties.

After cleaning the battlefield and burying the demon clan corpses, everyone returned to Haotu Shijie to recuperate.

Several days later, within Dao Yi Shengdi, Ye Zhangqing sat in the rear courtyard of the canteen; seeing Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin approach, he smiled and asked.

"Are your injuries healed?"

"Just minor wounds; they've long healed."

Luo Jiuyou said this with a smile; hearing it, Ye Zhangqing did not refute, and from his aura he could sense that Luo Jiuyou's injuries had not healed at all, though it was not a serious problem.

Just need a few more days of rest.

The three were quite familiar with each other; Luo Jiuyou also nodded and greeted Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others nearby.

They were all fellow cultivators who had listened to music together in the Gōulán; their feelings needed no words.

Plopping down onto a chair, Luo Jiuyou casually asked.

"By the way, I heard there's going to be a banquet?"

"Mm, everyone gave their all in that battle; the ancestors' intention is to reward everyone."

"That's wonderful."

"The banquet is Yun Xiantai's idea; Ye Zhangqing also agrees."

After all, setting aside the nether clan and Yongye, other forces in Haotu Shijie normally find it hard to get a meal of Ye Zhangqing's cooking.

Now, having just experienced a great battle, everyone contributed, and some forces' casualties are not small.

It is understandable for Dao Yi Shengdi to step forward and bestow rewards.

However, regarding these rewards, what everyone naturally wants most is to enjoy a meal of Ye Zhangqing's cooking.

The day before yesterday, when Yun Xiantai mentioned this to me, Ye Zhangqing also agreed, and he's been busy with these matters these past two days.

Upon hearing that they could feast again, Luo Jiuyou's mouth corners were about to split back to his ears.

Ye Zhangqing wondered, this guy eats three meals a day— which meal did he miss? Is he really that excited?

After saying a few words about the banquet, Luo Jiuyou suddenly shifted the topic, looking at Ye Zhangqing and asked.

"Brother Zhangqing, what do you think of that woman Qing Shen Ji?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I always feel something's off with the god clan; my old man at home let slip yesterday that he seemed to sense the aura of that god clan old thing on the battlefield."

"That old thing Luo Jiuyou referred to is naturally the god clan old ancestor."

"A clan's ancestor, an existence at the ancestor realm, personally coming—this is no mere scouting mission."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing also nodded, indicating agreement.

"But we still can't confirm it."

Currently we cannot determine the god clan's purpose, so we cannot draw a conclusion.

"That's true, but logically, when you're dealing with the demon clan, the easiest ally should be the god clan, after all these two clans are mortal enemies who fight on sight."

Luo Jiuyou said offhandedly.

"That's why I say the god clan is strange; from start to finish they've maintained a stance of being mere onlookers, and moreover this Tiandao stele..............."

Speaking, Ye Zhangqing also raised his head to glance at the Tiandao stele; he saw that on it Haotu Shijie occupied the first place.

After that came the nether clan, then Yongye, and finally the god clan and heavenly clan.

As for those two clans, not to mention distance from Haotu Shijie, even their distance from Yongye is vastly far.

Logically, the god clan and heavenly clan shouldn't have only such a small amount of Tiandao Qìyùn.

Moreover, Haotu Shijie is busy dealing with the demon clan and the imperial palace, whereas the god clan and heavenly clan have no such troubles.

They could fully focus on the Tiandao stele, yet now they have only this little Tiandao Qìyùn, which indeed seems strange.

However, besides having met Qing Shen Ji once, Ye Zhangqing has had no contact with other god clan members, let alone the heavenly clan.

Thus there are no leads.

After some idle chat, there is still no concrete direction.

Several days later, at Dao Yi Shengdi, compared to usual, today can be described as extraordinarily lively.

The Nether Clan's strong ones, Yongye's many assassins, and people from various major forces of Haotu Shijie all flocked to Dao Yi Shengdi.

Tables were set up everywhere in Dao Yi Shengdi, and its disciples today all became waiters, tasked with serving the dishes.

No way, with so many people, relying solely on the Canteen would definitely be unable to keep up.

As for the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, eating Ye Zhangqing's meals on ordinary days is relatively simpler.

What's more, Ye Zhangqing promised that after the banquet ends, he will separately arrange a feast for all disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi.

Thus, the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi naturally became full of enthusiasm.

With such a good thing, who could refuse?

And the people from various major forces of Haotu Shijie finally got to eat Ye Zhangqing's meals, each one excited beyond measure.

They simply couldn't bear to waste even a bit.

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing?"

"Shī xiōng, the dish is gone, I'll have someone clear the plate."

"Nonsense, you didn't see there's still oil juice inside."

Huh???

Not allowing even a finished plate of dishes to be discarded, upon saying that, this Shèngjìng cultivator snatched the empty plate, immediately poured all the oil juice inside into a bowl, and with rice, began to eat comfortably.

This stuff is also good stuff—can it just be poured away like that?

Taking a big bite, while eating, they said to their junior disciple in an annoyed tone.

"These are all good stuff, learn a bit—could Yè Chánglǎo's meals be wasted?"