Chapter 997

The Demonic Race, for the sake of their lives, painstakingly researched stealth techniques.

But now, damn it, these Human Race cultivators, in just a short day, actually managed to get started on the stealth techniques they were taught.

"Really damn it, they're a bunch of monsters, getting started in just one day."

"Who says otherwise? Back then I spent a whole year just to get started."

"That's different, after all they already have accomplished cultivation."

"Damn it, it's not that they could get started in just a day, right?"

These ten Demonic Cultivators were truly utterly stunned.

But this was only the beginning; over the next few days, the ten Demonic Cultivators went completely numb.

If getting started in a day could be barely accepted, damn it, what the hell is this? Have they seen ghosts?

One day minor achievement, two days major achievement, three days perfection, in less than half a month, many of these Human Race cultivators actually reached the Transformation stage.

Originally, at the start, the ten Demonic Cultivators still felt somewhat contemptuous in their hearts.

Thinking that they had spent so many years to successfully cultivate these stealth techniques, even if they taught you without reservation, by the time you learned them, it would be too late.

But now, damn it, in less than half a month, already so many have reached the Transformation stage.

Transformation, what is this? It's like the student surpassing the master; damn it, I don't know how these people cultivate.

Already at the point where there's nothing left to teach.

When the ten Demonic Cultivators told this to Yun Xiantai and the other great emperor ancestors, even all the ancestors were startled, but their first reaction was disbelief.

"Nothing left to teach? You're asking for death............."

Yu Mo gazed gloomily at these ten Demonic Cultivators, still playing these little tricks even now? It seems they haven't suffered enough.

However, regarding this, the ten Demonic Cultivators each felt bitter resentment.

"Ancestors above, we truly did not deliberately conceal, nor did we lie; it's really that there's nothing left to teach."

"Yeah, now almost everyone has reached the Perfection stage, many have even reached Transformation, and we ourselves are only at Perfection."

"Now it's not us teaching them, but them teaching us."

Hmm??? Looking at these ten Demonic Cultivators not seeming to lie, the ancestors instead were somewhat stunned.

According to their plan, they needed at least a month's time, and they had already prepared this time, taking out a month to prepare and study.

That's why they limited daily ingredient consumption.

But now, only half a month has passed, and you damn well tell me you have nothing left to call for?

For a moment, the ancestors doubted.

"Just how effective is your stealth technique?"

They even began to doubt the abilities of these Demonic Cultivators; maybe it's too simple, so it was learned so quickly.

However, these words directly and deeply pierced the hearts of the ten Demonic Cultivators; the leader among them weakly said:

"Whether it works or not, don't you ancestors know?"

"After all these years, you haven't been able to wipe us Demonic Cultivators out completely; is it that you don't want to? Isn't this enough to show our abilities?"

Hmm??? Upon hearing this, the ancestors fell into silence; finally, after the ancestors personally inspected, they found that everyone had indeed made great progress.

Their faces showed remarkable expressions; Yun Xiantai looked at the other ancestors and said:

"This should be about enough, right?"

"Shall we try?"

"Then let's try; lately the Demonic Race's sneak attacks have become increasingly reckless."

"Good."

Since they had all achieved some success, the ancestors immediately decided to give it a try, after all, the truth must be spoken by facts.

The next day, around the five Demon Caves, countless Human Race cultivators hid once again.

This time, however, the ancestors didn't need to say anything; upon arriving, everyone themselves found places to hide.

In the blink of an eye, only a group of ancestors remained standing before the Demon Cave.

Their faces were full of remarkable expressions, but it wasn't over yet; just then someone said to the ancestors:

"Ancestors, why don't you retreat a bit? Wait until the fight starts to act, so you won't be discovered then."

Hmm???

Hearing this, the ancestors were full of question marks; damn it, have I become a burden?

Immediately furrowing his brow, he shouted in a deep voice.

"You don't trust this old man?"

"It's not distrust; let me ask you, Ancestor, where do you think is safest to hide?"

"That would definitely be hiding in the void."

"No, although hiding in the void is a technique only you ancestors can perform, once you hide in the void, space will produce extremely minute fluctuations; if observed carefully, it could possibly be detected."

Hmm???

Hearing this, each ancestor was full of question marks; is there such a theory?

This is indeed the Demonic Cultivators' secret technique; precisely because of this, they can barely survive under the ancestors' attacks.

Otherwise, when the great emperor ancestors strike, the Demonic Cultivators would have nothing left but to wait for death.

But now, everyone has learned this, and moreover, they have applied it broadly.

Seeing the ancestors speechless, everyone spoke up.

"So, ancestors, you'd better stay farther away."

Damn it............. For a moment, the ancestors' hearts were filled with humiliation.

Damn it, I'm already an ancestor, yet I'm being looked down upon by those below? And I can't even refute it?

"Old ancestor, you also don't want to have nothing to eat, right?"

I..............

These last words were like a sharp dagger, viciously stabbing into the hearts of all the old ancestors, dealing them a final blow.

You also don't want to have nothing to eat, right?

You have nothing to eat, right?

Want to eat, right?

Eat, right?

My heart filled with humiliation, my eyes filled with indignation—damn it, why didn't I follow along and learn back then?

Now we've become a burden, damn it.

"Good."

But to get the ingredients, the old ancestors still gritted their teeth and replied, "Damn it, we'll endure."

There's no way; this time we're really going to run out of food. Even if we control consumption, Ye Zhangqing already said we can at most last another three days.

For this hot meal, the old ancestors could only endure it—it's just a little humiliation, after all.

Gritting their teeth, the old ancestors instead retreated behind everyone, to a place far from the Demon Cave, for fear of being discovered by the demons.

As the old ancestors left, the area around the Demon Cave fell completely silent.

On the surface, there's no sign of anything unusual at all.

And this time, everyone was completely calm, not the slightest bit anxious; instead, they stood frozen like stone, hidden in the darkness, completely still.

This is also what those ten demonic cultivators taught: according to them, to practice concealment arts, one must first cultivate patience.

During the process of hiding, even if nothing happens, even if you think it's absolutely safe, you must still maintain sufficient patience.

You cannot let even the slightest relaxation reveal any trace; only then can you succeed in remaining undiscovered.

If you lack even patience, it's impossible to master profound concealment techniques.

Obviously, everyone's practice of this was perfect.