Chapter 932

The Human Race Great Emperor ancestors simply decided to attack the Undying Race.

Also on that day, the Pill Master Alliance received orders to distribute all stored high-grade pills to the disciples for alchemy.

"Strange, why are the superiors so anxious? Clearly it was a great victory."

"Exactly, and the healing pills previously distributed were absolutely sufficient."

"The superiors' meaning is to let everyone recover as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"How would I know? Go ask them yourself."

"Alright, since it's the Great Emperors' decision, we just need to carry it out."

Although we couldn't quite fathom the Great Emperors' intentions, the Pill Master Alliance still swiftly carried out the order.

Batch after batch of high-grade healing pills were continuously distributed into the disciples' hands.

At the same time, the Three Holy Lands issued orders to their own disciples to recover their injuries as quickly as possible and attack the Undying Race in three days.

Upon hearing this news, the disciples of the Three Holy Lands not only had no dissatisfaction, but were instead all excited.

"The ancestors are wise."

"The ancestors truly live up to being ancestors; even what I thought of, you also thought of, truly............"

"Huh???"

"The ancestors are mighty."

Only by fighting can one have food; for this meal, everyone consequently went into seclusion to heal their wounds.

As for external affairs, Ye Zhangqing paid no attention whatsoever; he kept busy in the kitchen with the people of the Spirit Chef Alliance.

Who knows when the next battle will erupt; before that, Ye Zhangqing must do his best to prepare sufficient spirit food.

Only then, when the battle erupts, can he provide sufficient support to everyone.

Following the orders of the Three Holy Lands, for a time the spirit of battle within Tianhong Guan soared to the heavens.

Even the Pill Master Alliance, the Talisman Master Alliance, and the Ten Merchant Guilds were full of doubt.

"What's going on? I always feel the atmosphere lately is strange."

"You noticed too? I've long said there's a problem—look at those disciples, their eyes are literally blazing."

"They also mutter that they can only eat during wartime, which I completely don't understand."

"Indeed."

The Five Alliances and Ten Merchant Guilds are logistical organizations; they don't personally go to the battlefield, so naturally they aren't too clear about battlefield affairs.

Three days passed in a flash; this day, the Undying Race's encampment remained deathly still, the atmosphere heavy.

The Undying Great Emperors gathered together, each face filled with helplessness.

"Now not only Dao Yi Shengdi, but the entire Human Race has problems."

"Not bad; I've clashed with Yao Chi Holy Land many times, but I've never encountered such a situation."

"What on earth is the Human Race up to? Everyone has become completely different from before."

"If this continues, this battle may be lost."

"Do any of you have a good plan?"

Even if Dao Yi Shengdi couldn't suppress them, now even Yun Luo Holy Land and Yao Chi Holy Land are beginning to turn gradually sinister.

This is outrageous; after the previous battle's crushing defeat, the Undying Race simply lost all morale.

If one said losing to Dao Yi Shengdi, the Undying Race could almost be said to have grown accustomed to it, but now even Yun Luo Holy Land and Yao Chi Holy Land can't do anything against them—how can we fight?

In the contest between holy lands, the Undying Race side is completely suppressed by the Human Race.

Once the holy lands cannot win their battles, the outcome of the entire war situation goes without saying.

After all, whether it's the Undying Race or the Human Race, the perception of holy lands versus ordinary sects is significant.

Once the Undying Race's holy lands cannot withstand the Human Race's holy lands, what awaits the Undying Race next is likely a one-sided massacre.

Even if the Undying Race still has many other forces, relying on them it's fundamentally impossible to block the holy lands; there is no hope at all.

Thus, the Undying Great Emperors' greatest annoyance now is how to deal with the Human Race's Three Holy Lands.

However, up to now they still don't even know where the problem lies.

They only feel that the Human Race is becoming increasingly sinister, with no solution at all.

Just as the Undying Great Emperors were discussing, a strong Undying Race warrior rushed in anxiously and said.

"Greetings, Great Emperors."

"Speak."

"The Human Race has left seclusion."

Only three days have passed since the previous battle, and the Human Race has already left seclusion—are they going to launch an attack?

Upon hearing this, the faces of the Undying Great Emperors grew ever uglier; their side still has many injuries that haven't recovered.

Moreover, considering such a short time, the Human Race's injuries couldn't possibly have fully healed either.

Yet precisely at this moment they put on a show of launching a major offensive—what are they trying to do?

Having suffered successive losses, the Undying Great Emperors now lack their former contempt; their first reaction is that something is wrong.

After all, the Human Race is now becoming increasingly sinister; this sudden move surely indicates a problem, and we cannot be careless.

Some have already been frightened by the beatings; after a long silence, one of the Undying Great Emperors shouted.

"Prepare to meet the enemy."

Having spoken, he looked at the other Undying Great Emperors present and said.

"No matter what purpose the Human Race has, all we can do is make full preparations and give them no opening."

"For now, we can only do this."

"That's right."

"First, make preparations; as for the rest, we'll discuss it later."

"The Undying Race quickly finished their preparations for battle, while outside Tianhong Guan, batches of disciples from the Three Holy Lands and Human Race cultivators walked out of Tianhong Guan one after another."

"Naturally, Ye Zhangqing was also among those traveling together, and everyone had even pre-selected a spot for him to set up a large tent."

"Although it's not far from the battlefield, it is well concealed, and there is absolutely no safety concern."

"Unless the frontline battlefield collapses, the Undying Race poses no threat to this place at all."

"Regarding this, Ye Zhangqing was naturally satisfied, but along the way, Ye Zhangqing noticed that the looks people gave him were somewhat odd."

"This look........"

"A chill involuntarily ran through his heart—don't look at people with that kind of gaze."

"Besides, you keep staring, but why is drool still dripping from the corner of your mouth?"

"Ye Zhangqing didn't know that, over these three days without being provided spiritual food, everyone had already been crying from hunger."

"Over these three days, everyone was wholeheartedly recovering from their injuries; those healing medicines were practically free."

"After finally recovering, seeing that they could finally eat the long-awaited meals today, nobody could hold back any longer."

"Most importantly, these wartime meals are unlimited—you can eat as much as you want."

"In a moment, in everyone's eyes looking toward the Undying Race, fighting spirit continually gathered, and each person was completely boiling over."

"Huh??? The fighting spirit is so high?"

"This damn thing doesn't even need Yun Xiantai and other great emperor ancestors to boost morale—everyone's fighting spirit is already boiling over?"

"How could this not seem strange? Besides, what are you all so excited about? It's not like you're going to visit the Gōulán; you're heading to the battlefield—what's there to get excited about? Shouldn't you be feeling more solemn? It makes everyone seem unable to suppress a secret joy."