Chapter 952: with translation of chapter title

What and what just got split fifty-fifty, and the Demon Race hasn't even spoken yet—how was it decided?

The many Demon Emperors of the Demon Race naturally wouldn't agree, but regarding this, Yu Mo turned her head, gave the crowd of Demon Emperors a light glance, and spoke in a calm voice.

"You don't agree?"

"We............"

The threatening intent in their gazes was utterly undisguised; recalling the earlier warning from the Human Race, the crowd of Demon Emperors actually hesitated for a moment.

"If we don't agree, are we going to be wiped out by the joint forces of the Human Race and the Undying Race?"

"Looking at the Undying Race's attitude, they are undoubtedly eager to act—so much so that they might even agree without the Human Race."

"After all, comparing half the territory with all of the Demon Race's territory, even a fool can tell which is stronger."

"Moreover, it's clear the Undying Race has been sufficiently lectured by the Human Race; from start to finish, when facing the Human Race's emperors, even if angry, they forcibly suppress their fury."

"How can the affairs of our Demon Race be decided by you lot?"

"However, while the Demon Emperors remained silent, the elder of Qingtian Holy Land could no longer hold back."

"All that could be seen was his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at Yu Mo and the others."

"It's these very people who caused Qingtian Holy Land's downfall, leaving them now to rely on the Demon Race's fence—deserving death."

"Enemies meeting, eyes red with hatred; as the words fell, the gazes of Yu Mo, Yun Xiantai, Shi Qingfeng, and the others also fell upon the elder of Qingtian Holy Land."

"Seeing the other's furious expression, Yu Mo let out a cold laugh."

"Huh, how come you actually consider yourself part of the Demon Race? The emperor isn't anxious, but the eunuch is."

"What did you say?"

"Yu Mo's single sentence broke the elder of Qingtian Holy Land's defenses: 'You damn well, who are you calling a eunuch?'"

"Since defecting from the Human Race and joining the Demon Race, this is what he cares about most."

"After all, he is Human by birth but joined the Demon Race, leaving him neither human nor ghost."

"Among the Human Race he's like a street rat, everyone shouting to beat him; among the Demon Race he's not fully accepted either, more often used as a tool."

"Thus, upon hearing Yu Mo bring this up, the elder of Qingtian Holy Land could no longer restrain himself."

"However, facing the elder's angry shout, Yu Mo and the others didn't reply but chose to attack directly."

"Yun Xiantai, Yu Mo, Wang Man, Yuan Cang, and the four sworn brothers attacked without any warning."

"Suddenly, the elder of Qingtian Holy Land hadn't even reacted before being blasted out of the Spirit City."

"You............."

"Seeing this, the faces of the Demon Emperors changed; they were about to intervene, but were stopped by Shi Qingfeng, Yun Luo Shèngzhǔ, Yaochi Shèngzhǔ, and others."

"As for the Undying Race's many Undying Emperors, they wore the expression of those watching a show."

"Want to attack and fight? Think it over."

"Looking at the cold-faced, variously angry Demon Emperors, Shi Qingfeng spoke calmly."

"He knew the elder of Qingtian Holy Land, but since the other had betrayed the Human Race, naturally there would be no lingering affection."

"Moreover, frankly speaking, he's not even worth being considered food; in everyone's eyes, even the Demon Emperors before them are superior."

"Thus, Yun Xiantai and Yu Mo's group of four attacked without holding back in the slightest."

"They have no value, so might as well kill them outright—unlike those Demon Emperors, who at least make a tasty meal and might even let someone break through, so they should be kept."

"Above the sky, the elder of Qingtian Holy Land facing the four-way assault of Yun Xiantai's group was naturally outmatched, two fists against four hands."

"He quickly fell to the disadvantaged side, and within the Demon Race's encampment, the remnants of Qingtian Holy Land who noticed this immediately wanted to go out and rescue."

"Unfortunately, they hadn't even gotten close before being intercepted by Dao Yi Shengdi."

"Kill them all."

"As soon as the two sides met, the squad leader Shi Song coldly shouted, with no intention of leaving any survivors."

"Even if we considered capturing them alive for food, facing these traitors, killing them outright is the best outcome."

"Hearing this, the disciples naturally had no objection and immediately rushed forward."

"Nowadays, Qingtian Holy Land is no match for Dao Yi Shengdi; since they defected to the Demon Race, the Xiūliàn resources they can obtain are pitifully scarce."

"The Demon Race simply doesn't regard them as their own."

"Dao Yi Shengdi, you deserve to die."

"But upon seeing Dao Yi Shengdi at that moment, many disciples of Qingtian Holy Land had their eyes turn red."

"It's all because of Dao Yi Shengdi; without it, they could never have fallen to such a state."

"Today, no matter what, they must vent the malice in their chests, even if it means mutual annihilation."

"Moreover, the fighting spirit of Qingtian Holy Land exploded the instant they saw Dao Yi Shengdi."

"But having fighting spirit alone is useless, for as soon as the two sides clashed, the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land suddenly realized, damn it, this place had actually been booby‑trapped."

"All kinds of Talisman Seals, Formation Disks, and magical artifacts—simply impossible to defend against."

"When were the traps set up?"

"Nonsense—doesn't everyone know a gentleman doesn't stand beneath a dangerous wall?"

"You............."

"No one expected Dao Yi Shengdi to have laid traps on the battlefield—damn, it's outright absurd."

"Not only were the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land bewildered, but even the Demon Emperors and Undying Emperors in the Spirit City hall wore strange expressions."

"Especially the Undying Race's Undying Emperors, whose eyes quickly flashed with realization—indeed."

"Damn, these humans are still so sinister."

"We clearly agreed to negotiate, yet they secretly set up traps all around."

"Unconsciously, their gazes turned to the sky where Yun Xiantai's group was fiercely battling—needless to say, it must be another work of Dao Yi Shengdi."

"The Human Race is sinister, and Dao Yi Shengdi is the foremost embodiment of that."

It has to be said, the myriad undead great emperors still know the Human Race very well, they know Dao Yi Shengdi very well.

However, this isn't really some conspiracy or trick; at most it's just a habit.

Facing danger, Dao Yi Shengdi has long been accustomed to making preparations in advance; after all, being prepared brings no harm, and being thoroughly prepared is always beneficial.

"Damn it, damn it."

Originally not a match, they have inexplicably fallen into the enemy's trap encirclement; Qingtian Holy Land is even more hopeless.

Facing Dao Yi Shengdi, it's basically a one-sided crushing.

"Dao Yi Shengdi, you're shameless and despicable; dare to fight head-on?"

"Fight my ass, are you sick? You think this is a tournament? Die."

They still want to use the goading tactic, but Dao Yi Shengdi, up and down, simply won't fall for it.

What's with the trap? This is a fight to the death, not a friendly spar among sect mates, and you still want to talk about fairness.

I have traps to help me, why not use them?

Faced with the unyielding disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, Qingtian Holy Land is utterly desperate; what's there left to fight? There's simply no fight to be had.

What's most infuriating is that, although we clearly have the strength advantage, those guys from Dao Yi Shengdi are each more afraid of death than the last.

When they can ensnare you with traps, they absolutely won't meet you head-on; when they can ambush you, they hesitate not at all.