Chapter 3076: I've been hit, but I won't say it

Facing those down below who have already become the Human Race's beast pets, yet still here pretending to be friendly with it, this primordial demon race elder was so angry his teeth itched.

Having said all this, it doesn't believe these folks still don't get it; bottom line, they're just scared to die.

If you're afraid of death, then don't blame me.

Seeing that hints weren't working, this primordial demon race elder dropped the pretense and spoke bluntly.

"Good, since you all have such loyalty, our Demon Race will remember you. Rest in peace."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the over a hundred demon beasts all froze, wondering what loyalty they had— we haven't said anything yet.

Most of the demon beasts really hadn't said anything, but right now several elders simply wouldn't give them a chance to speak.

If I say you're loyal, then you're loyal— there's no room for you to object.

Especially the elder who said that— as soon as his words fell, he personally struck down and slaughtered those over a hundred demon beasts on the spot.

He merely used his own aura to crush their souls and wipe out all their vitality.

However, he left their corpses intact.

On the surface it looks like those hundred-plus demon beasts sacrificed themselves out of loyalty for the whole race, and the elder granted their wish.

But among the beasts, some demon beasts understood deep down that this was entirely the elder's excuse.

After all, just now none of those hundred-plus demon beasts had uttered a word of that sort— not a single sentence— so what loyalty could they be fulfilling?

But even if they saw through it, they definitely wouldn't dare speak up.

With the deaths of those hundred-plus demon beasts, for a moment the atmosphere among the beasts grew strange; many demon beasts inevitably felt a pang of sorrow.

"Gather their corpses, lay them to rest properly— these are heroes of our Demon Race."

The elder said this in a low voice, putting on a convincing act.

The matter seemed to come to an end here, but what each was thinking only they themselves knew.

The Human Race's assault clearly wasn't over yet; the demon beasts remained on strict defensive alert.

But defending against the Beast‑Taming Arts remained a problem.

After all, demon beasts don't cultivate techniques; they grow solely through their bloodline power.

Faced with this situation, even several elders were at a loss, with no solution— yet some elders saw the crux and spoke in a low voice.

"The Human Race's Beast‑Taming Arts probably also have limits— once one's cultivation exceeds a certain level they're nearly ineffective; those first successfully enslaved were all ordinary demon beasts."

It's clear that the true elites among the demon beasts haven't fallen victim to it yet.

The over a hundred demon beasts we just slaughtered were also the most ordinary, the lowest‑tier in strength.

So we estimate that the Human Race's Beast‑Taming Arts, no matter how sinister, still pose little threat to the demon beasts' true powerhouses.

But even so, it's still enough to give us a headache, after all ordinary demon beasts make up the vast majority— obviously we can't abandon them all.

If we abandon those ordinary demon beasts, what use would the remaining few strong ones be?

So the problem remains unsolved.

As the beast herd continued forward, the Human Race's attacks came as expected— wave after wave, from various directions.

After all the entanglement, we don't even know how many humans showed up, let alone where they were.

During this time, the Human Race's Beast‑Taming Arts remained unfailingly effective; even demon beasts exerting their full strength found no way to counter them.

Meanwhile, during this period Qin Shou was hardly idle either, also unleashing many Beast‑Taming Arts.

About half of them succeeded, but oddly, after those over a hundred demon beasts were slain, no demon beast has reported this since.

Even demon beasts whose souls were successfully branded with the Arts chose to stay silent.

Come on, these demon beasts aren't idiots; nowadays everyone knows that once the Human Race's Beast‑Taming Arts successfully enslave you, it's a death sentence.

It gives you no chance to argue at all; pleas of innocence are utterly useless.

If you've been enslaved, you've become a Human Race beast pet— you must die, plain and simple.

Having learned from past examples, those demon beasts who have fallen victim again naturally won't seek death on their own.

Although they're panicking inside, outwardly they remain composed.

How are you? All right?

Faced with their companions' questions, these demon beasts all shook their heads with a calm expression.

I'm fine.

Good then— has the Art been dispelled?

It's already been dispelled.

They say that with their mouths, but in reality the Art has already taken root and sprouted in their souls.

I've been hit, but I just won't say it.

These demon beasts hold that attitude— first stay alive, then figure something out.

As for that, for a while several elders really didn't notice.

After all, they were preoccupied with how to deal with the Human Race's assault— impossible to defend against completely, which gave them headaches.

They had no spare energy to worry about other matters, let alone such a trivial thing landing on some demon beast's head.

There are so many demon beasts in the herd that a few elders can't possibly keep track of them all— some don't even leave an impression.

The beast herd seemed calm, but Qin Shou on the Heavenly Outside Immortal Vessel was feeling quite bewildered at this point.

He frowned, looking doubtful as he spoke.

Not right.

What's wrong? Not right again.

Upon hearing that, Qi Xiong, who was tidying up ingredients nearby, asked casually, and Qin Shou didn't hide anything, answering truthfully.

Those beast pets I previously succeeded with were all slain, but after a few rounds now, the beast pets I've newly enslaved are still fine.

Once the Beast Taming Technique is imprinted, Qin Shou can sense the other's state; death is naturally the most sensitive.

As long as one's own Shòuchǒng dies, Qin Shou can feel it immediately, and the Beast Taming Technique will also dissipate accordingly.

All those Shòuchǒng before died, but the later ones had nothing happen at all—this is inevitably strange.

It couldn't possibly be that these Primordial Demon Race have changed their minds again, could it?

They have all become his Shòuchǒng, yet these Primordial Demon Race still aren't killed; Qin Shou really can't figure it out.

What, you Primordial Demon Race possibly still have the ability to dispel the Human Race's Beast Taming Technique?

Not to mention these Demon Race, even those Xiāntiān rénzú in the Immortal Realm dare not guarantee they can do it.

If one is slightly careless, even if they successfully dispel the technique, they may also injure their soul.

The Demon Race obviously don't have such refined means, and it's even less possible for them to achieve this.

In response, Qi Xiong raised his head and said doubtfully.

"Not a single one killed?"

"Hmm, not a single one killed."

In response, Qin Shou nodded and replied, "It's just that not a single one was killed. If you say there might be some that slipped through the net, that wouldn't be strange, but it's impossible for all the Shòuchǒng to have slipped through—obviously not. The only possibility is that something went wrong on the Demon Race's side."