Chapter 367

Although in the long passage of a thousand years, the demon race's understanding of the Nine Provinces had not surpassed what it once was, they had heard about the wonders of the Nine Provinces since they were young.

Ancient scrolls once stated that the Nine Provinces were rich in heavenly essence and spiritual treasures were often born there.

So, although they did not know what it was, they were certain that it was absolutely very important.

The most critical thing was that it seemed to have flowed out from the oldest ancestral land of the human race.

Heavenly Demon Tianyao Tianyao Chao Cang held a long spear stained with He Long's blood, his entire body's energy constantly bursting forth, full of killing intent.

"Hand over this object."

He Ye helped up He Long, who had not let go of the immortal spirit after being injured, and said at the same time: "I have heard humans say that the Demon Prince claimed the snow domain was difficult to survive in and that entering the Nine Provinces was a last resort, and he also claimed that he only wanted Yunzhou, as if he did not want to start the flames of war again. But your performance seems to tell us that this is not the case."

Xuan Demon Ye Tuo, who followed Tianyao Tianyao Chao Cang, spoke upon hearing this: "The spiritual treasure of the Nine Provinces is an ownerless object; it is not exclusively yours, the human race."

"Is that so? But Zhongzhou is the territory of my human race."

"Is it?"

While speaking, He Ye retreated with He Long.

At the same time, the ancestors of various families began to step forward, bearing the heavy demon aura, and protected He Long behind them.

The relationship between the families, which had originally been tense, eased up instantly because of this sudden change, and their battle lines even faintly began to synchronize.

No one dared to believe the nonsense He Ye had just said about handing the object over to the immortal sect.

But for everyone, one thing he said was correct.

This object leaked from the Sages' Holy Land, and the Sages' Holy Land concerns the human ancestral temple and the origin of the Heavenly Dao; this kind of immortal spirit must absolutely not fall into the hands of an alien race.

Especially in the last thousand years or so, the demon race has always felt that the Heavenly Dao's choice back then was unfair, and their intention to replace them has not been hidden since the war began.

As for He Ye's question just now, everyone knew it was just a casual piece of sarcasm.

The demon race had already formed an alliance with the barbarian race to invade the Nine Provinces; how could there be any peace to speak of? It was just a difference between a soft knife and a hard knife.

The harsh environment of the snow domain limited the expansion of the demon race's population, so they only wanted to show weakness because Yunzhou was enough for them to migrate to; but as they take root in Yunzhou and get rid of the harsh environment, no longer restricted by resources, their population will definitely expand.

This means that one day in the future, they will inevitably start a war again because of the land for survival.

So they were hostile from the beginning; no one believed they could be persuaded to leave with a few words.

BOOM!!

Suddenly, Xuan Demon Ye Tuo, not wanting to waste any more words, gripped a heavy hammer and smashed it down, violently shattering the stagnant atmosphere here.

In an instant, a great battle broke out.

Amidst the surging wind and waves, Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun's large sleeves rolled, and he suddenly met the attack; the long saber in his hand cut out a surging barrier of energy, clashing fiercely with the heavy hammer.

Almost instantly, he felt a terrifying force press down, causing his iron saber to vibrate and groan, and his arm bone emitted a light sound; he immediately cast a spell, pressing down with whistling gravity.

But the next instant, the demon general Ye Tuo suddenly disappeared from where he was.

It was extreme speed; in the blink of an eye, the heavy hammer had already smashed down fiercely from the left.

Seeing the crisis approaching, Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun did not panic but gripped his palm fiercely.

With a roar, a purple lightning spell whistled down, slashing fiercely toward Ye Tuo; the blinding white light submerged him in an instant.

The demon race of the Xuan Demon realm has combat power between the Responding to Heaven and Boundless realms, similar to the Soldier King realm of the barbarian race—this was intelligence brought back by the Great Xia envoy to the snow domain three years ago.

But they cannot comprehend the Heavenly Dao; their combat power comes entirely from themselves, similar to the body refinement lineage of the human race.

For human Dao cultivators, this way of fighting purely with speed and strength is actually the lowest level, so they naturally had no fear.

But the next instant, Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun suddenly saw the heavy hammer smash down, directly flattening the sea of lightning.

Behind the light, a demonized figure displayed an even more majestic aura.

BOOM!!!

Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun flew backward, his feet plowing a deep groove in the ground, his blood constantly flowing backward.

Just at this time, other demon generals whistled over, fighting with the humans.

"This place is not suitable for staying long; find an opportunity to leave immediately!"

"Brother You, I leave the immortal spirit to you."

He Ye roared and threw the immortal spirit toward You You Fu Sheng.

Just during this throwing process, Zhao Zhao Tianji, who had been eyeing it covetously, suddenly stepped on the ground and flew forward ten feet, causing You You Fu Sheng's face to change; he suddenly rose and gripped the immortal spirit tightly in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao Tianji could not help but sneer, while You You Fu Sheng's face was gloomy.

They actually knew clearly in their hearts that the sudden alliance here was just a helpless move in the face of the demon race; the competition between them was only suppressed but never stopped.

However, this was not the best time to argue about this, because the top priority was to take it to a safe place.

This task was not difficult because there were many humans, and holding back the demon race was easy.

But at the same time, the time left for him was quite tight.

Because among those demon generals who came here, there were Heavenly Demons with combat power comparable to the Boundless realm; they could easily tear through the encirclement and pursue them.

After getting the immortal spirit, You You Fu Sheng did not hesitate and turned to head toward the northwest.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao Wuji and the ancestor of the Jiao family looked at each other, then abandoned their current battle line and followed, their feet surging with spiritual energy.

They did not attack to seize it but maintained a posture of escorting it all the way, and You You Fu Sheng could not say much.

But what they did not expect was that before they could fly out of the cliff, a pair of heavy iron fists smashed down from the ridge.

That was not a human fist; the fist was huge, covered in hair, and caused ripples in the void.

"Not good, it's an ambush!"

Amidst a roar, You You Fu Sheng, holding the immortal spirit, felt his eyes tremble and immediately condensed a beam of immortal light to kill his way out.

His reaction was timely enough, but the immortal light was still shattered, and at the same time, a mountain-collapsing and earth-shattering pressure whistled over; he was smashed away by the iron fist and landed heavily in the valley with a thud.

Zhao Zhao Wuji and the ancestor of the Jiao family following behind him did not fare well either; their attention was on the immortal spirit, and by the time they regained their senses, they saw two thick and pitch-black arrows flying over with terrifying power; they immediately used their palms to block, and a sound of metal clashing rang through the night sky.

The two felt a sharp pain in their palms, blood splashing where they blocked the arrowheads, and their entire bodies were sent flying by the immense force carried by the arrows; they crashed into ancient trees and plowed a deep trench in the ground.

Then the three looked up in horror and saw several tall, strong figures with green faces and fangs appearing on the ridge.

The barbarian race had also arrived!

This sudden change caused the faces of all the noble families in the dense forest to change drastically, and it also frightened those noble families who had rushed over from afar.

At the same time, disciples from the Hall of Affairs of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan were standing outside the door, their faces turning pale at the sight.

The Heavenly Tian Shuyuan is the closest immortal sect; when the heavenly light shone brightly, they were ordered to come and investigate, never expecting to see such a scene.

The holy land cracking, the immortal spirit appearing, the barbarian and demon tribes ambushing—all of this was beyond their expectations.

"Leave a group of people here to keep watch, and the others follow me back to Shengjing immediately to seek reinforcements from the academy!"

"Yes!"

Under the pitch-black night, half of the disciples in the Hall of Affairs turned and flew away rapidly, while the rest stared fixedly into the depths of the forest through the gaps in the trees.

They saw that with the appearance of the barbarian race, those noble families in the valley were surrounded.

Under a blazing blade light, a demonized demon general killed his way over; the ancestor of the Qiu family blocked with all his might, while simultaneously using various techniques to strike back with the iron rod in his hand.

But during this clash, he felt the surging energy within the demon general, and his painfully trembling arm could not stop shaking.

With a bang, the ancestor of the Qiu family was punched directly in the heart, blood spraying wildly from his entire body.

But the most fatal thing was the iron spear—the iron spear held in the hands of that Heavenly Demon General.

"HUM!!!"

Amidst a violent tremor, the bright iron spear pressed the void into vibration; Heavenly Demon General Tianyao Tianyao Chao Cang struck suddenly, and the spear shaft swept across the valley like a snow dragon.

Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun and He Ye both used various techniques, holding countless beams of immortal light, and jointly withstood this "Water-Splitting Curve" strike that was said to be able to break a river; their teeth, clenched due to the pressure, instantly seeped blood.

But what made them feel unbelievable was the speed of this demon general.

Because just when they had withstood the strike and hadn't reacted, the iron spear had already been pulled back like a whip and then stabbed out suddenly; the monstrous killing intent caused their expressions to change drastically, and they immediately showed looks of eyes splitting with rage.

He Ye's various techniques were instantly crushed amidst the cold light, and his mind was spinning.

But the most miserable was Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun, because he was the one being targeted; his various techniques were directly pierced through, and he was sent flying a hundred feet away while blood sprayed across the sky.

"Brother Master Zuoqiu Jingyun!"

"It's over..."

Seeing Master Zuoqiu Master Zuoqiu Jingyun bleeding in the sky, the ancestors of the Sheng, Liu, and other noble families all felt their Dao hearts tremble.

In fact, the strength among the major noble families in Zhongzhou is balanced; this is not a coincidence, but rather the result of a thousand years of evolution and struggle, which led to their strength inevitably being balanced.