Chapter 3163: We have long been prepared

Hearing this sound echoing from deep within his soul, the Tiger Ancestor's tiger eyes couldn't help but redden.

Success, finally success! After countless attempts, I finally broke through those despicable Human Race's layers of schemes and made contact with the other Demon Ancestors.

Although the connection was unstable, it was enough.

Meanwhile, the Phoenix Ancestor, upon receiving the Tiger Ancestor's message, was equally shocked, stunned for a moment before speaking.

"Tiger Ancestor, you're not dead."

"What are you talking about? I'm obviously not dead—come save me quickly."

"Oh oh, Tiger Ancestor, we've already…… hey, can you hear me?"

"Hurry and save me."

"Rest assured, we've long been prepared; Tiger Ancestor, just wait in peace."

The call was intermittent, and then it was outright cut off—clearly it couldn't be sustained for long.

Afterward, the Tiger Ancestor tried several more times, but each attempt ended in failure, and he could no longer succeed.

He grit his teeth in reluctance; the only consolation was that he had finally managed to send the message out.

As he was silently consoling himself, a female tiger approached gently from beside him.

"Old Ancestor, did you succeed? This is wonderful news."

"Mm."

While he was thinking about things, the Tiger Ancestor had no mood to deal with it, but the female tiger promptly snuggled up close, speaking in a coquettish tone.

"This is great news, Old Ancestor—shall we celebrate?"

"Get lost."

Without the slightest hesitation, the Tiger Ancestor slapped it away with one palm—what the hell time is this, still wanting to celebrate? Do you think I'm some kind of breeding tiger?

He didn't use lethal force, but after being slapped away, the female tiger still looked at the Tiger Ancestor with a resentful expression.

He truly lacks romantic sense, and doesn't learn from the Deer Ancestor next door—don't they already have thirty female deer?

But the Tiger Ancestor had no time to worry about such things at the moment.

It needed to leave, no matter what, to escape this damned place—how could an innate Demon Race Old Ancestor like itself become livestock raised by the Human Race?

And whenever he thought of blood food, he couldn't help but grit his teeth—who could have imagined that the Human Race here actually eats demons?

It's utterly absurd; in the myriad heavens, only the Demon Race eats the Human Race—when has the Human Race ever eaten the Demon Race? Isn't this reversing the natural order?

Therefore, this damned place is unbearable even for a moment; it must leave, must leave, not a second can be spared.

As for the rest of its kin, the Tiger Ancestor's eyes were filled with icy contempt—a bunch of useless wastes; even if taken back, they'd only disgrace the Demon Race, so let them fend for themselves here.

Even if the Human Race doesn't kill them, when it returns later to slaughter, it will personally kill them all the same.

Just now the Phoenix Ancestor said they'd long been prepared, showing that from the start they'd been plotting to rescue themselves; now I only need to wait patiently.

After enduring a bit longer, once we leave this place, it will be the tiger emerging from its cage.

By then, these wastes and those despicable humans will all have to die.

Thinking viciously, his eyes were also filled with icy coldness.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Phoenix Ancestor and others who had long fled back to the myriad heavens were now in the Demon Race Shenjie; the Phoenix Ancestor, equally unable to contact the Tiger Ancestor, furrowed his brows and said.

"The Tiger Ancestor is actually still alive."

He murmured softly, then without further thought immediately contacted several other Demon Ancestors.

After returning to the Demon Race Shenjie, the many Demon Ancestors naturally each went back to their own clans; they were not together at this moment.

Soon, via Demon Race methods, the illusory forms of all the Demon Ancestors gathered together.

The gazes of the many Demon Ancestors all fell upon the Phoenix Ancestor, since it was the one who initiated the contact; the other Demon Ancestors still didn't know what had happened.

"What's wrong?"

"The Tiger Ancestor isn't dead; it just contacted me."

"What? It's not dead?"

Upon hearing the Phoenix Ancestor's words, a Demon Ancestor who had also been to Beyond the Heavens exclaimed in shock, feeling as if hearing that the Tiger Ancestor was still alive was hard to accept at once.

Indeed, it's also hard to accept; given their experience dealing with those Human Race beings in Beyond the Heavens, it's impossible for the Tiger Ancestor to still be alive after falling into their hands.

Could those Human Race beings have kept it alive? That shouldn't be the case—did something unexpected happen?

"Are you sure?"

Another Demon Ancestor, still unconvinced, confirmed it repeatedly.

"Certainly, the Tiger Ancestor contacted me personally, asking me to think of a way to save it."

"Save it? But we're completely unprepared."

"Yeah, we've already given up on it, and moreover, the Tiger Race is about to be carved up by us."

"So what should we do now?"

Faced with this sudden news, many Demon Ancestors felt conflicted—the Tiger Ancestor still being alive complicates matters.

But after all, it is the Demon Race's Old Ancestor; not saving it would be unjustifiable, and losing a Demon Ancestor would be a significant loss for the entire Demon Race.

Therefore, if possible, we must certainly save it.

But wanting to save it inevitably means we must return to Beyond the Heavens to fight; just thinking about those sinister Human Race beings there, the few Demon Ancestors who have gone before all felt a chill in their hearts.

They haven't made preparations yet, mainly because the Human Race in Beyond the Heavens is too uncanny.

Though they are also Human Race, they are completely different from the Human Race of the myriad heavens—like two different species.

Just thinking about those experiences in Beyond the Heavens makes those Demon Ancestors involuntarily feel a chill deep inside.

"I suggest you also don't go—the Human Race in Beyond the Heavens really is different."

"Then what should we do? If we don't go, how can we save them? Are we to abandon the Tiger Ancestor and the Deer Ancestor?"

"That would be a considerable loss for our Demon Ancestor."

What are you panicking about? I never said you had to go yourself—do you understand the principle of spending money to avert disaster?

You mean?

Just post a mission at the Black Alliance—there are plenty of people who will go.

Upon hearing the words "Black Alliance", all the demon ancestors present were startled.

In the Myriad Heavens, the Black Alliance's fame is like thunder in the ears, yet it is also utterly mysterious.

At least even these demon ancestors don't know where the Black Alliance's headquarters is; they only know how to contact it, and they themselves are members of the Black Alliance.

This Black Alliance does not refer to any specific race or faction; it is more like a secret alliance formed by many powerful beings of the Myriad Heavens.

Anyone who wishes can join, but within the alliance all members' information is strictly kept secret—unless one reveals oneself, even other Black Alliance members won't know each other's identities.

No one knows how many members the Black Alliance has or how strong it is, but a rough estimate shows that almost every clan in the Myriad Heavens has an ancestor-level existence joining it, revealing the vastness of its power.

But the Black Alliance does not engage in the competition among the various clans; the sole purpose of its existence is to make money.

Within the Black Alliance, as long as you can pay, there is someone willing to take on almost any job.

From killing and seizing treasure to guarding, healing illnesses and injuries, searching for treasures, and so on—no matter big or small, you can find a suitable person; that is what makes the Black Alliance truly terrifying.

Of course, that price isn't cheap either.