Chapter 182

Another two Demon Kings have died, and that's all?

Upon hearing the old Dragon King's words, all the Demon Kings of Huling fell into silence—can this water tribe really manage?

Just a few days ago, they had just attacked and broken the Dragon Palace, slaughtering a million water tribesmen and a Demon King.

And in just a few days since then, damn it, another two Demon Kings have been killed.

Moreover, what the hell are you doing with so many Demon Kings in your water tribe? Just standing by and watching Divine Sword Peak slaughter your Demon Kings?

You should know that's just a single Divine Sword Peak—at most there are only two Shèngjìng-level beings, and even adding Zhāng Tiānzhèn makes only three.

And your water tribe has tens of Demon Kings, yet three people have reduced you to this state?

For some reason, at that moment the Demon Kings of Huling began to lose confidence—can this water tribe really succeed? It feels like cooperating with these guys won't yield any good outcome.

On the other side, seeing the Demon Kings of Huling fall silent, the old Dragon King raised his brows and spoke coldly.

"What, why aren't you all speaking? Do you think my water tribe is incapable?"

"My East Sea water tribe numbers in the hundreds of millions; losing two Demon Kings is nothing. Rest assured, this battle is still within my plan."

And it's still in your plan, damn it?

The Demon Kings of Huling twitched at the corners of their mouths; they could hardly believe this old guy before them anymore.

Just count it up—from the start to now, how much has your East Sea water tribe actually lost?

Leaving aside other losses, three Demon Kings have been taken out—if that were a smaller monster tribe, they'd probably already be extinct.

Although your East Sea water tribe is big and powerful, even so you can't keep losing like this—three Demon Kings in just a few days—how long can you hold out?

"I have my own plans; just stick to the original plan—you hold off the other strong cultivators of the Dao Yi Sect, and I will surely break the Formation."

Finally, under the old Dragon King's guarantee, the blood-red light curtain faded, but the Tiger clan Demon Kings far away in Huling stared at each other at this moment.

After a long silence, one of the Demon Kings spoke up.

"Should we continue?"

His words were thick with doubt, and he no longer had the previous confidence.

This East Sea water tribe is unreliable; some no longer dare to continue cooperating with them.

In response, Heihu Yaowang protested unwillingly.

"We've already come this far—can we really turn back? You're not unaware of the movements of the Human Race."

Yeah, the battle lines have already been drawn; it's not something you can just call off now.

But the water tribe's side... really hard to put into words—this is just a single Divine Sword Peak, and it's already reduced them to this state.

The Tiger clan Demon Kings wondered, 'Even if you were an idiot in command, it wouldn't be this bad, would it?'

The strength disparity is clear: Divine Sword Peak has just two Shèngjìng experts, while your water tribe has tens of Demon Kings—this should be an easy win, so why has it turned out like this?

Divine Sword Peak is unscathed, yet your water tribe's Demon Kings are being killed one after another.

Today one dies, tomorrow two die.

Not to mention the ordinary water tribesmen—today fifty thousand die, tomorrow eighty thousand, adding up to over a million.

If this continues, no matter how many Demon Kings you have or how large your tribe, you won't be able to withstand the slaughter.

And yet that old Dragon King is inexplicably confident, dismissing everything as trivial—this is trivial, that is trivial, damn trivial—at this rate, your water tribe will likely be endangered within a year.

At that moment, the Tiger clan Demon Kings found themselves in a dilemma, just then the Yuan Mountain Demon Kings made contact via bloodline.

As the blood curtain appeared, the Yuan Mountain Demon Kings asked.

"What does the water tribe side say?"

Faced with this question, the Tiger clan Demon Kings fell silent, but eventually spoke softly.

"Everything is proceeding according to the plan, though just now two more Demon Kings died."

"Good, then we'll start here............ What? Two more Demon Kings died? What's the situation?"

Hearing this, the Yuan Mountain Demon King was stunned—is the battle really that brutal?

Demon Kings keep falling left and right—what a ferocious war this must be—but upon learning that the water tribe hasn't even broken the Formation yet and the two sides haven't clashed, the Yuan Mountain Demon King also fell into silence.

Good grief, the battle hasn't even started and your water tribe already has Demon Kings falling—damn it, tell me how you're fighting this war!

So what are you trying to do—offer a sacrifice right off the bat?

Kill your own to pray for blessings?

Both sides of the blood curtain fell silent; no one knew how long this silence lasted, but finally the Wisdom Tiger Demon King broke the silence.

"As for the water tribe side.......... I think we still need to observe for a bit."

As soon as he said that, the other Demon Kings immediately approved.

"But now that we've drawn the bow, we can't turn back, so we still have to put on the show."

"What do you mean, Wisdom Tiger Demon King?"

"We'll still follow the original plan, since both sides have already drawn their lines, but we'll change a few details."

"How will we change it?"

"Just put on a show, don't actually fight—maintain the same standoff, but hold back; we'll watch the water tribe's situation: if they truly break the Formation and invade Dongzhou, we'll join in; if they fail, we'll retreat and preserve our strength."

That's all we can do—this is the only idea the Wisdom Tiger Demon King could come up with.

Before, it would definitely not do this—it would have just charged in and gotten it done—but now, with the water tribe suffering one mishap after another, it's genuinely afraid.

Damn it, if later they're fighting to the death here with the Human Race's strong cultivators while the water tribe fails to break the Formation, that would be disastrous.

Without the water tribe, they'd certainly not be a match for the Human Race; otherwise they wouldn't have stayed hidden in a corner all these years.

After a hundred years of planning, the outcome turned out like this—none of the Demon Kings feel good about it, but there's no other way.

In the end, all they could do was nod in agreement.

"Fine, then we'll do just that—put on a show, hold back, and watch the water tribe's side."

Soon, the news of the plan's change spread among the Demon Race, and all the major monster tribes, upon hearing it, fell into deep silence.

Everyone had already prepared to face death calmly, but then at the last moment you tell us to just put on a show.

Speechless to the extreme, but there's nothing we can do, after all this is a decision made by the Demon Kings, and the lesser demons below can only obey.

Besides, nobody else is going up, so you going up isn't just throwing your life away?

「That bunch of stupid water tribe fools, damn it, the whole East Sea can't even beat a single peak of the Dao Yi Sect？」

「Not only can't they beat them, I heard the Divine Sword Peak has gone on a killing spree in the East Sea, the water tribe has lost at least a million, and three Demon Kings have died。」

「Damn Demon Kings, I think those water tribe Demon Kings are all trash—how could they be killed? What the hell, are Hong Zun and Qing Shi three-headed and six-armed？」

「Sigh, I'm really fed up with them—being fellow Demon Race, how can the gap between water and land be so huge？」

News about the water tribe spread quickly among the ordinary demons, many demons looked down on the water tribe with extreme contempt—this battle you're fighting is embarrassing.