Chapter 970: Where Is the Battle?

All the major sects decided to take matters into their own hands to secure food and clothing.

Of course, they weren't going to directly clash with the Demon Race; after all, their goal was merely to obtain food supplies, and if they could do it covertly, that would be even better.

So, they waited until late at night before the sects began their operation.

Under the cover of night, they quietly left their garrisons, and their target was also the outskirts of the Demon Race's encampment.

The sects naturally knew of the Demon God's strength, and they certainly wouldn't provoke him proactively.

The outskirts of the Demon Race's encampment were mostly its weakest members, making them easy targets, and thus they became the ideal target for all the sects.

Bai Ke led a group of Heavenly Blade Valley's strong cultivators, silently approaching the Demon Race's encampment.

They had already been ambushed once before, yet these Demon Race members still had no defenses whatsoever—not even a single guard in sight.

"Their defenses are terrible!"

"Isn't that better?"

"Cut the talk, hurry up and finish, then leave—don't linger in battle."

"Okay."

The Demon Race lacked defenses, which was good news for everyone, making it easier for them to succeed.

Just like before with the Three Holy Lands, everyone approached the Demon Race's encampment stealthily, waiting for the right moment to strike.

These Demon Race members showed no reaction at all before being taken down.

Seeing how smoothly things were going, everyone's confidence surged and their speed increased noticeably.

However, as the number of captured Demon Race members grew, it was inevitable that they would eventually be discovered.

Soon the Demon Race was alerted; with a roar, everyone from the sects froze.

"Damn it, who's looking for death?"

Someone woke the Demon Race; upon looking, they discovered—good heavens, so many people were hidden in the darkness, and nearly all the sects had come.

"Holy crap, you guys came too?"

"You're no different."

After some questioning, everyone realized they had all come to the same place; without noticing, the entire outskirts of the Demon Race's encampment were almost surrounded by the Human Race's sects.

Previously, everyone had been stationed not far apart, each fighting on their own.

Not to mention the Human Race side; the Demon Race was completely bewildered.

Suddenly awakened, they opened their eyes—how could there be so many people? Looking around, the darkness was filled with Human Race cultivators.

This left the Demon Race somewhat dazed, wondering if they had slept through and ended up in a Human Race camp—why were there so many people?

But upon taking a closer look, they were sure they hadn't changed position—yet these Human Race cultivators............

Roar..........

In that moment of stunned silence, a roar rang out and the Demon Race surged forth; the sects' members immediately chose to retreat, fleeing on foot.

The Demon Race, as expected, erupted again in a frenzy, giving chase.

Sensing the Demon Race's uprising, inside Tianhong Guan, the people of the Three Holy Lands were startled awake; Yun Xiantai, Shi Qingfeng, and the other Great Emperor Ancestors rushed to the walls at once.

"There's supposed to be no action tonight—what's wrong with the Demon Race? Could they be angry and planning another attack?"

Looking far off, they saw only the Demon Race opposite Tianhong Guan, appearing perfectly normal.

This is where the Demon Race's elite gather; the Demon Gods and numerous powerful Demon Race members are assembled here.

But right now there's nothing wrong here; the earlier commotion............

Gazing at the flanks of the Demon Race's encampment, the Great Emperor Ancestors stared in shock; they saw the Demon Race on both sides howling in rage, while ahead of them, crowds of Human Race cultivators fled in panic.

"Who............. issued the battle order? Who told them to move?"

Seeing this, the Great Emperor Ancestors were dumbfounded—no attack had been planned for today, so why were these people here?

Needless to say, it was definitely these people who provoked the Demon Race's uprising.

But why the hell are these people here?

"Who, who told them to act?"

"No need to think—it's obviously for the food supplies."

Or rather, Yu Mo was the first to realize, seeing that these people were carrying lots of food supplies—clearly they had come for the provisions.

Moreover, nobody intended to linger in battle; it was obvious they just wanted to grab some supplies and leave.

Hearing Yu Mo's words, the Great Emperor Ancestors were taken aback—again, they were going to run off for food?

This time the Demon Race was truly furious, pursuing relentlessly, their eyes bloodshot.

Although they couldn't understand each other's language, the Demon Race's earth‑shaking roars made their anger clear.

Damn, these Human Race folks are hopeless—last night they ambushed, and tonight they're at it again.

Moreover, their tactics are so despicable they dare not face the Demon Race head‑on.

The Demon Race pursued without letup, roaring continuously, while the sect cultivators rushing for food showed no intention of stopping, and the sect masters kept shouting.

"Hurry up and go—don't linger in battle."

"Withdraw."

Everyone took off running at full speed; the Demon Race refused to give up the chase, even alarming the Demon Gods.

Seeing that the Human Race had come again under cover of night to ambush, the Demon Gods instantly flared with rage, and the war between the two sides erupted anew.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Three Holy Lands inside Tianhong Guan immediately readied themselves.

"Quick, quick, quick—the food supplies have arrived!"

"Make more, the Spirit Chef Alliance says we don't have enough ingredients."

"Don't worry, we'll definitely get plenty today."

Facing the Demon Race's assault, the disciples of the Three Holy Lands glowed with excitement—this was clearly the scene of food supplies walking right into their hands.

Even this late at night, there's still this good thing? How could we miss it?

After a fierce battle broke out, needless to say, the Human Race gained plenty of food materials again.

Even the disciples of the various sects returning to their stations, after dropping off the food supplies, immediately turned around and joined the battlefield.

"Quickly, get some more food materials."

Not only does Tianhong Guan have formations, but to deal with the Demon Race, the Formation Masters Alliance has also etched many formations in the stations of the various sects.

Although not as good as Tianhong Guan's, their defensive capabilities are also not to be underestimated.

Furthermore, the Demon Race forces that the various sects have to face are not the main force of the Demon Race; the pressure is not as great as that of the Three Holy Lands, so naturally there's no problem holding them off.

Thanks to the advantage of the formations, the various sects' forces advanced like a split bamboo, and the Demon Race food materials were transported into the stations batch after batch.

Seeing so many food materials, everyone was already overjoyed.

This luck is really not bad; these Demon Race actually came to our doorstep on their own—doesn't that make things simple?

"Don't do that, keep a live one."

"I know."

"Why the hell are you using a ninth-level Talisman Seal? What if you kill it?"

"Never mind, dead is fine too, bring them all back."

The battle between the two sides lasted straight through the night; the Demon Race suffered heavy losses again, while the Human Race side reaped a bountiful harvest.

A big wave of food materials was replenished, and everyone was so happy that their mouths couldn't close.