Chapter 2997

Facing the sudden charge of the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe experts, the Innate Demon Race that had just undergone a wave of talisman and formation baptism was instantly dumbfounded.

Where did these guys come from? They attacked without a word as soon as they appeared.

They have no grudge between them, and besides, they've been chasing the Human Race all along this route.

Furthermore, they don't listen to what they say at all, giving no chance; if an Innate Demon Race tries to speak, the Barbarian God Tribe side interrupts before they finish.

"Wait, you……"

"What the hell are you saying, just tie them up."

This Innate Demon Race individual happened to be weak, so it was easily captured alive and, without a word, tightly bound.

That technique was so practiced that before the Innate Demon Beast could react, it was trussed up like a crab in the next second, unable to move.

The battle was completely one-sided; the number of Innate Demon Beasts wasn't many to begin with, and more of them were blocked nearby, currently fighting the Innate Human Race.

Facing the sudden charge of the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe experts, they were instantly stunned, naturally having no strength to fight back.

The women huddled beneath the city wall, holding children, looked at the Barbarian God Tribe and Feather God Tribe experts and the people directing from the side, their faces full of strange expressions.

They had never seen the Barbarian God Tribe or Feather God Tribe, but could tell this was also an Innate Race.

But right now this isn't the most important; the most important is that this group's methods for dealing with demon beasts, which they rushed out to use, are so skilled it's heartbreaking.

This clearly shows they're veterans, constantly killing demons?

Especially those Human Race cultivators, who didn't lift a hand and had low cultivation, yet the women were stunned by what they said.

These demon races before us, although they are Innate Races, still retain most of the demon race characteristics.

And as long as they retain most of the demon race characteristics, the following matters become simple.

Dealing with demon races is second nature to everyone; they know exactly the weak points and how to take them down in one strike.

Even if some are unfamiliar, it's fine; just rely on strength to get it done.

That flurry of commands left the women dumbfounded.

Even their Innate Human Race couldn't manage this.

A woman couldn't help but mutter.

"What's going on with these people? Have they researched the demon races thoroughly?"

The weak points are spot-on; some are things even they don't know.

After fighting the demon races for so many years, with both sides studying each other, yet now the demon races actually have weak points they don't know—this is absurd.

Leaving strength aside, the people here are clearly demon-slaying masters.

However, with everyone's efforts, the crisis has been temporarily resolved.

Just looking at the nearby battlefield, their hearts are filled with mixed feelings.

The situation of the Old Ancestors is not good either; facing five Innate Demon Ancestors, the pressure is enormous.

Although everyone's strength looks not weak, if they could lend a hand, perhaps they could get through the difficulty.

However, the women have no idea whether the other side is willing to help.

This small portion of Innate Demon Beasts has been completely cleared, and someone is already directing them to be transported into the city.

Seeing the battle here end, the leading woman finally steeled herself to step forward and speak.

"Fellow Daoists, could you possibly help my family's Old Ancestor?"

She knows they have no reason to act, but as long as there's even a slight chance, she won't give up.

If these people are willing to act, they can certainly repel these Innate Demon Races.

Just hearing this, several Barbarian God Tribe experts had no intention of acting, glancing at her indifferently.

We have no grudge; why should I intervene?

But before they could refuse, a companion quietly said.

"Young Master Ye said these demon races are legendary-grade ingredients; if so, wouldn't these five demon ancestors be eternal-grade ingredients?"

"Are demon race ingredients graded by strength? The stronger, the tastier?"

Everyone guessed, had questions, and naturally asked on the spot; just then Ye Zhangqing walked over.

Although we're out of the city, this place is still relatively safe and won't be affected by the battle's aftermath.

Hearing someone inquire, Ye Zhangqing nodded and replied truthfully.

"Under normal circumstances, indeed the stronger the strength, the higher the ingredient grade; however, if there is some special bloodline, it's not necessarily so, but in most cases judging by strength is about right."

Indeed, the stronger the strength, the higher the ingredient grade; for a moment, everyone's gaze toward the five demon ancestors changed.

Eternal-grade Ingredient, what do you think?

A Barbarian God Clan Ancestor spoke up, having just confirmed with Ye Zhangqing that those five demon ancestors were all Eternal-grade Ingredients, without exception.

Thinking of this, several Barbarian God Clan Ancestors could hardly restrain themselves.

If we could take them down, that would be enough to eat for several meals.

The main point is, we have the advantage here, and it's a huge advantage.

Over there, there are only five demon ancestors, while over here, the Barbarian God Tribe has four Ancestors and the Feather God Tribe has three Ancestors, making a total of seven people.

Plus the two Xiāntiān rénzú Ancestors who were already fighting those five demon ancestors, that makes nine people.

That's almost more than double the numbers; with such a numerical advantage, we stand a good chance in a fight.

The more I think about it, the more my heart itches; Eternal-grade Ingredient, how rare this is.

Even as an Ancestor, one doesn't have much stored away; normally one is reluctant to bring it out.

Not only the various Ancestors, but even the likes of the Iron Peak Clan Chief and the Flame Martial Clan Chief, these powerhouses of the two tribes.

When looking at the other Xiāntiān demon tribes, their eyes were all flashing with light.

These Xiāntiān demon tribes are stronger in strength, so their taste must be even better; after all, this is what Ye Zhangqing personally admitted, so there's no mistake.

Thinking of this, everyone was eager to give it a try, mainly because we have confidence.

Given the current strength of these innate demon race, it's clearly far inferior to theirs; such a good opportunity—why not seize it?

Everyone secretly calculated in their hearts, weighing the pros and cons, while that woman, seeing the few Barbarian God Tribe members give no response and with cold eyes, still fell into despair.

Looking at this, it's obvious they've refused—though it's understandable for the other side to refuse.

Although the woman was unwilling, she also had no intention of blaming them.

They have no personal ties—why would they intervene? It would only provoke a terrifyingly powerful enemy for no reason.

It seems this is heaven's will.

She sighed helplessly in her heart, wanting to save the ancestors, but could do nothing but watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

Besides, let's not talk about saving others for now—whether she can even protect herself is still a question.