Chapter 975: We Come to Him, Internal and External Correspond

In everyone's imagination, the present Tianhong Guan should only be described as tragic.

But damn it, why do these two Holy Land disciples before us all have faces glowing red, as if they've just gone through successive bloody battles?

Not only the leading old cultivator, but even the people behind him were full of doubt, their gazes seemingly saying.

"Is this what you called utterly tragic? Is this what you called piles of corpses? Is this what you called rivers of blood?"

The old cultivator was also completely bewildered. No, wasn't it said that the Demon Race would attack?

He felt uncertain in his heart and weakly asked a question.

"May I ask, sir, whether the Demon Race has truly come to attack?"

"They have come."

"Huh??? Then........ the Demon Race didn't attack the city?"

"They did attack, just last night, but they were repelled."

Look, I said it, the present Tianhong Guan must be like this; as for why these two sirs have red faces, perhaps they never even went to the battlefield.

Exactly, that must be it, after all this is the other side of Tianhong Guan, the battlefield isn't here, so naturally we can't see anything; the inside of the city now must be filled with wailing cries, my guess is correct.

Thinking this, the old cultivator again showed a moved expression and said.

"Sirs, your great kindness in protecting the Human Race leaves this old one with nothing to repay; I can only lead everyone to contribute our modest strength."

Upon learning that these people had come specially to transport supplies out of concern for the frontline battles, although these supplies were looked down upon by many cultivators, everyone still felt moved in their hearts.

However, we cannot let them enter the pass at will; the two disciples can only let them rest temporarily outside the city, while reporting the news upward.

Soon, a steward from the Cloud Lotus Holy Land led people to rush to the outside of the city; seeing these spontaneously organized ordinary Human Race members and scattered cultivators, he too was moved to tears.

But right now, Tianhong Guan truly does not need any support.

They eat and drink well every day in Tianhong Guan; every Demon Race attack on the city is, frankly, deliberately arranged by them.

If the Demon Race doesn't attack the city, where do they get their food?

Moreover, this Demon Race food material, everyone has discovered, has a great effect on healing injuries, with supposedly no side effects, even more enjoyable than damn pills.

This is why everyone looks red-faced and glowing, and with such delicious treatment every day, their mood naturally isn't bad; each one wears a smile.

However, the ordinary people and cultivators who rushed here do not know these things.

Looking at these Human Race powerhouses emerging from the city, they are damn completely unlike what we imagined.

Each one's complexion is simply better than theirs; there's no sign of having gone through successive bloody battles.

Moreover, what the hell is up with their oily bellies?

Among these Human Race powerhouses, at least seven or eight out of ten have protruding bellies, big or small; one look tells you they live well.

Just like those wealthy gentlemen of the mundane world, they're only missing a few maidservants attending them.

You tell me this is piles of corpses and rivers of blood?

Everyone's gaze fell again upon the leading old cultivator; regarding this, he was completely dumbfounded.

He silently screamed in his heart, "What the hell are you doing in Tianhong Guan all day? How did you all get fat?"

Not knowing what these people were thinking, the leading steward now approached them, smiling warmly and speaking gently.

"We thank you for your good intentions, but Tianhong Guan currently lacks nothing; you who have come far away should originally rest in the city, but now the situation is urgent, so please go back; you need not worry about Tianhong Guan, as long as we have even one person, we will absolutely not let the Demon Race set foot in our Human Race territory."

This should have been a moving speech, but seeing this steward with a big head and ears, a big belly, everyone felt something was off no matter how they listened.

Saying the situation is urgent with your condition probably isn't very convincing, right?

At this moment, the leading old cultivator couldn't help but ask again.

"Sir, has the Demon Race really come?"

"Indeed."

"They really attacked the city."

"Indeed, so this place is not where you should stay; go back, go home, and live peacefully."

"I................"

The old cultivator no longer knew what to say; damn it, did the Demon Race come or not?

What the hell are you doing in Tianhong Guan?

He had countless doubts in his heart, but facing the Holy Land steward, he naturally dared not press further.

When he came, his heart was filled with lofty aspirations, willing to do something for the Human Race with this disabled body, even if it were just a trivial little thing.

But when leaving, his heart was full of confusion; damn it, what did I even come here for?

Everyone was persuaded to return, retracing their original route.

But this was obviously just a beginning; over the following period, Human Race members continuously sent various supplies to Tianhong Guan in a steady stream.

But when they arrived, each one wore a puzzled look; the cultivators of Tianhong Guan are damn too healthy, aren't they?

Their complexion—red from a hundred paces, white within the red, plump and rosy—damn it, you tell me this is from bloody battle?

For a moment, many Human Race members were completely confused; what the hell happened in Tianhong Guan?

At the same time, in a mountain valley within Human Race territory, this place is rarely visited by people, yet the interior of a large mountain there has been completely hollowed out.

At this moment, inside this mountain's interior, within a huge space, many Demonic Cultivators dressed in black robes have gathered here.

This place is indeed a gathering spot of the Demonic Cultivators of Zhongzhou; at this time, so many Demonic Cultivators have assembled, obviously something major is happening.

Actually, the previous battle at the Cloud Lotus Holy Land, which was already a tough time for the Demonic Cultivators, made things even worse.

Therefore, this time, even though the rear remains empty, they also no longer dare to take the lead.

Now, gathering here is entirely because of the Demon Race's descent.

"Sirs, the Demon God has already descended; our Demon Race's rise is imminent. As long as we take Tianhong Guan and follow the Esteemed Demon God's footsteps, the Human Race will be meat in our mouths."

"Now that the Esteemed Demon God has reached Tianhong Guan, we should proactively contact the Esteemed Demon God, to coordinate inside and outside; then we will surely take Tianhong Guan in one fell swoop."

These Demonic Cultivators now dare not act recklessly, but the Demon Race's descent still gives them hope.

Though we are of the Human Race, they instead call themselves the Demonic Race, and are willing to hand over Human Race territory to the Demonic Race, letting the Demonic Race rule this land.

At this moment they wish to establish contact with the Esteemed Demon God, obey his commands, and thus coordinate inside and out to take Tianhong Guan in one fell swoop.

If Tianhong Guan is breached, the Human Race will have no strength left to resist; then the Esteemed Demon God can lead the Demonic Race army straight in and seize the entire Human Race in one fell swoop.

These Demonic Cultivators will also receive the Esteemed Demon God's approval and become true members of the Demonic Race.

Upon hearing this, the many Demonic Cultivators present burst into cheers; they have waited too long for this day.