Chapter 933: The Collapse of the Undying Race

I don't know why, but Ye Zhangqing always feels that everyone's mood today is a bit off; is it overexcitement?

However, Ye Zhangqing wasn't given time to think much; as the big canopy was set up, after everyone confirmed the problem, with a shout.

"Kill."

Instantly, the battle erupted.

The Human Race side showed no hesitation whatsoever, directly charging at the Undying Race to kill.

And the Undying Race, which had been prepared, upon seeing this, immediately launched a counterattack.

Just three days later, the great war between the two races erupted again.

However, facing the aggressively advancing Human Race, upon first contact, many of the Undying Race were stunned for a moment.

"Their injuries are recovering this quickly?"

"It's only been three days, but the Human Race side has almost fully recovered; recovering this quickly from injuries, isn't this too absurd?"

"The Undying Race are also healing their injuries with all their might, but they haven't recovered to such an absurd degree."

"Even the Withered Ghost Holy Land, which possesses the Undying Rejuvenation Technique, cannot reach this level."

"Damn, it's getting weird again, huh? Right off the bat they're playing these fancy tricks."

"The Undying Race are already somewhat bewildered; what should we do?"

However, in the battle, the Human Race side continued to follow the previous method, taking turns drinking soup.

This time, however, they seemed to arrive a bit quicker.

As the battle had just erupted, Ye Zhangqing had just finished laying out the prepared ingredients when a disciple came over.

"Elder Ye Zhangqing, what do we have to eat today?"

Huh???

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing froze for a moment; 'Damn, has it even been fifteen minutes since the fight started, and we're already having soup?'

Moreover, it wasn't just one or two people; there were quite a few.

"The soup isn't ready yet; we only have chicken legs, buns, and meat-filled flatbread."

The meat soup hasn't even been prepared yet; moreover, just looking at these people's clothes, are you sure you've actually fought the Undying Race?

Their clothes aren't even dirty; what are you guys coming to eat for?

"How did you come so early?"

Even the Spirit Cook Alliance Leader beside them spoke up doubtfully; in response, the disciples all answered in unison.

"These Undying Race are fierce; we've all suffered internal injuries, the meat soup is no problem, we'll first eat some buns and chicken legs."

Huh??? Fierce? Ye Zhangqing simply couldn't see where the Undying Race were fierce.

But by then, everyone had already started eating heartily.

A disciple tried a bite of the meat-filled flatbread; this was a new dish Ye Zhangqing had specially prepared, able to quickly restore Línglì and stamina.

One bite, and it was mouth-filling with oil, the flatbread stuffed with ample meat filling; each bite was satisfying.

"This thing is delicious."

"Really? Let me try."

"It's really delicious."

Seeing everyone devouring their food with gusto and looking thoroughly pleased, Ye Zhangqing couldn't help but remind them.

"After all, this is wartime; shouldn't you restrain yourselves a bit?"

"As Elder Ye Zhangqing said, after I finish eating this I'll go onto the battlefield to kill the enemy; I definitely won't let you lose face."

After the first batch of disciples left, at most a few hundred breaths later, the second batch arrived.

They were just as happily eating; aren't you guys supposed to be fighting a war, not coming for a meal? Can't you have a sense of crisis?

The gloom and confusion were not just Ye Zhangqing's; the Undying Race felt the same.

"Damn, did you guys start with a relay battle right from the beginning?"

Especially some absurd individuals, after exchanging just a single move, they turned and left.

What they showed the opposing Undying Race was stunned silence; 'What are you leaving for? You've just met and you're already leaving?'

Last time, at least they had a bloody fight before; the Human Race side then inexplicably took turns leaving.

But this time, damn, right from the start you're playing this wildly, huh?

In a war between the two races, where is there a saying that you just meet and then leave? Are we still fighting?

The Undying Race felt both stifled and gloomy, full of doubt.

The Human Race shuttled back and forth between the battlefield and the canopy.

Because preparations had been made beforehand, this time Ye Zhangqing didn't end up flustered.

Moreover, there was no limit.

What everyone ate was so comfortable; after enduring three days of grievance, at this moment it all completely vanished.

Ah, it's refreshing; this is the flavor I've been longing for three days, and I finally got to eat this hot meal.

Especially after the meat soup came out of the pot, the delicious meat soup paired with that oil-dripping meat-filled flatbread was simply delightful.

It was practically a heavenly enjoyment.

The Human Race side's primary goal was naturally to eat, but the battle situation was not neglected.

On the contrary, relying on the abundant spiritual food, the Human Race side's combat prowess grew stronger and stronger.

They also weren't the least bit afraid of getting injured, since if they were wounded they could have meat soup, buns, chicken legs, and meat-filled flatbread to eat.

Each one turned into a desperate fighter, beating the Undying Race back step by step.

This battle ended even faster than the previous one; in less than a day, the Undying Race retreated.

After the battle, although many were wounded, they finally got to eat the meal they had been longing for, and everyone felt satisfied.

Returning in victory, from now on they no longer need Yun Xiantai; at the command of Shi Qingfeng and the Great Emperor ancestors, everyone immediately began to fully recover from their injuries.

Joking aside, the faster the injuries heal, the sooner the next meal can be eaten—who would waste time?

Another great victory, and next it's the Five Alliances that are busy.

Ye Zhangqing and the Spirit Chef Alliance were busy preparing spirit stones.

The Pill Master Alliance was busy refining pills.

The Talisman Master Alliance was busy refining talisman seals.

The Formation Master Alliance was busy refining formation disks.

The Artifact Master Alliance was busy refining magical artifacts.

In any case, all the major alliances were swamped, yet each great victory truly had everyone thrilled.

It seemed that in this war of extermination, the dawn of victory had already appeared.

The scales of victory were gradually tilting toward the Human Race.

Inside Tianhong Guan, everyone was busily enjoying themselves.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

That day, in the Undying Race's stronghold, within the main hall, all the Undying Great Emperors heard that the Human Race had emerged from seclusion again.

In an instant, a grating sound of teeth grinding echoed through the hall, and the Undying Great Emperors clenched their teeth, making a clacking noise.

Their eyes were blood‑red, wearing a look as if they wanted to devour someone.

"Emerged from seclusion again?"

Looking at the Undying Race expert who had come to report, an Undying Great Emperor gritted his teeth and asked; upon hearing this, the Undying Race expert also replied with a helpless expression.

"Just emerged from seclusion."

"Good, very good—this is already the seventh time; what on earth are they trying to do?"

As the words fell, roars echoed throughout the hall.

Can you imagine? In just half a month, the Human Race has already launched its seventh attack—equivalent to fighting a battle every less than two days.

On the Undying Race's side, from the initial anger and confusion, then later confusion and unwillingness, they have now descended into despair and collapse.

Their mindset could no longer hold up.

Can't you just calm down a bit?

Seven attacks in half a month, and you guys aren't even resting to heal your wounds?

That's not nonsense—at first, the Human Race waited for their injuries to fully heal; back then, one could only say their recovery was truly swift.

But as we fought, it felt off again. These Human Race, damn it, even wounded they still go into battle. It's simply outrageous.