Sky War Soul

At the border between the Western Wasteland and the northern border, there was a snow-capped canyon.    

This entire valley was filled with a terrifying killing intent. The surrounding air was filled with cracks as the killing intent permeated the air. The aura was as sharp as a blade, blowing in all directions.    

This canyon seemed to be devoid of any living creatures but there were at least twenty or more Ascension Realm Demon Kings in the air from all directions.    

In a large area of snow within the canyon, there were three dazzling golden Thrones. Three demons with earth-shattering auras sat there and calmly chatted.    

One of the demon clan members was none other than the Holy Lord of the Thousand Demons Sect, Luo Zheng.    

Of the other two, one was the Saint Lord of the Ancient Demon Pagoda, Gu Qing, and the other was the Saint Lord of the Saint Demon Mountain, Zhou Yuan.    

The three Sacred Masters of the Monster race were gathered here, discussing the various major matters related to the race war.    

"The combined strength of the humans is much stronger than we imagined. If this continues, even if we are able to conquer the northern border, we will pay a heavy price."    

Luo Zheng was expressionless and his voice was somewhat calm.    

"Luo Zheng, you couldn't have been scared when you went on a trip to the northern border, right?"    

The corner of Gu Qing's mouth curled into a mocking smile, "Our Ancient Demon Pagoda is not afraid of those humans. At first, we were just a bit away from annihilating them, but now, we have returned with ancient totem column s that are not inferior to a human's martial spirit. Humans are still standing their ground, and it might be even worse.    

"Luo Zheng, are humans really that strong? Even you are afraid!"    

Zhou Yuan also sneered.    

"I'm not afraid, but the remaining four emperors of the human race are truly very strong."    

Luo Zheng's eyes narrowed, "Back then, a large part of the reason why they killed the Western Emperor was because their hearts were mixed and no one was willing to lend them a helping hand.    

Gu Qing was a little angry and wanted to shout, but Zhou Yuan stopped him.    

Zhou Yuan calmed down very quickly and asked: "Luo Zheng, out of the three Sacred Masters, you are the best at scheming. Now that you have invited us two over before the great battle, what are your plans? Just speak your mind."    

Luo Zheng's eyes were unperturbed as he said calmly: "We will definitely fight again in the war, but I do not wish to conquer them with such brute force. Even if we defeat them, we will suffer huge losses, which is not even worth the loss."    

"So, what method do you have to make us bow before you without fighting?"    

Hearing Luo Zheng's wild imagination, Zhou Yuan could not help but sneer.    

"Humans are the same as us, and they don't want to fight this war either. They prefer to use a different method to deal with it."    

Luo Zheng's eyes narrowed, as he enunciated every word: "Tasting tea talking about dao! This is something that humans especially like! "    

Gu Qing and Zhou Yuan frowned, they did not understand what Luo Zheng meant.    

"Humans favor strength. When there is an irreconcilable conflict between the two sides, but they are unwilling to engage in it, they will send representatives to sit together and drink tea while discussing the Dao. Simply put, we will let these two have a decisive battle; whoever wins will have the final say in the battle.    

"Neither we nor the humans are willing to fight to the death. We might as well just follow their habits and talk about the Dao through tea."    

"The human race and I will send out a group of top-notch experts to use the Western Wasteland as the wager to start a great battle."    

"This way, not only will we have the minimum amount of manpower consumed, we can also achieve our original goal!"    

As Luo Zheng spoke, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile. It was obvious that he was very confident in this matter.    

Gu Qing and Zhou Yuan looked at each other and shook their heads. "Why would humans want to bet with us?"    

"We don't want to wear out our troops, and neither do they. If we continue to fight, we will only end up with injuries to both sides. We will win, but it will also be a miserable victory for both of us. Since there's a fair chance for them to fight, they must want to seize it and take back the Western Wasteland that they have lost! "    

Luo Xiao laughed coldly as a conspiracy flashed across his mind, "The Western Emperor is dead. The Western Wasteland is a huge piece of meat to them. We can pretend to give up the Western Wasteland and come back when they are in a fight to the death! If that's the case, since we didn't break our promise, we can still wear them down, so why not? "    

Gu Qing and Zhou Yuan were stunned. Although this idea seemed good, they felt that it was a little too logical.    

Would humans do as he had imagined?    

A race battle couldn't be careless in the slightest.    

Luo Zheng saw that they were still a little hesitant and couldn't help but say: "I have interacted with humans for so many years, I have long researched their psychology thoroughly."    

"If we win, because of face, they will admit their defeat. We can take another step forward, and everyone will be happy. If they really lose, they would fight to the death for the Western Desert. Everyone would want to occupy two territories on their own and become the strongest power in the TaiGan Continent! "    

"Too risky."    

Gu Qing coldly said, "Moreover, there are many things that you can't decide on. They might not develop according to your plan!"    

Zhou Yuan was not as impatient as Gu Qing. After careful consideration, he opened his mouth and said: "Luo Zheng, your idea is that there might be some risks, but it might be worth a try. Our three Sacred Grounds will first gather our forces and attack the northern border from all sides. If we can take them down, then we naturally won't have a use for them.    

Luo Zheng was very helpless. He could tell that Zhou Yuan was still a little cautious, and his words did not convince him completely.    

Helpless, he could only nod his head, "Alright, let's attack this final time!"    

"Stop talking nonsense. This King agrees with this decision."    

Seeing that the Great Sage still wanted to say something, Mu Tu waved his hand and interrupted the Great Sage's next words.    

On his body, the aura of a king seemed to be restored. With a wave of his hand, one could control an army of thousands, trampling over mountains and rivers.    

After all, Mu Tu was the Devil King of the Demonic Clan in the past, the controller of the twelve heavenly realms. He had led his subordinates to invade countless small planes and left countless legends behind him.    

After arriving at TaiGan Continent, he was first suppressed by a single palm for a few thousand years, and then after that, he had been left behind by a few people, having his spirit ground to a state.    

However, at this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had returned to his peak state. He was in high spirits and in high spirits.    

However, this temperament disappeared in a few seconds.    

"Bam!"    

The Great Sage punched Mu Tu in the face and cursed, "Old Mu, are you hoping that Chu Yun will die!?"    

Mu Tu rubbed his face, he could not contain his anger: "If Chu Yun dies, then I will die too, you smelly monkey, is that shit in your head?!"    

Following that, he seemed to have thought of something and became even angrier. "If not for you punching This King, This King would have forgotten that you slapped This King's face until it swelled up. This King wants to take it back!"    

With that, Mu Tu and the Great Sage separated as they fought each other.    

"All of you, quiet down."    

Chu Yun shouted, and the Great Sage and Mu Tu immediately became quiet.    

"I have decided. I will go to the Returning Cloud Mountain first and capture that dragon aura. Whether or not I can sneak into the Sacred Land later, I will decide based on the actual situation!"    

Chu Yun's brows furrowed with impatience.    

"Alright."    

The Great Sage nodded, but did not say anything else.    

"Grandfather, I have some matters that I cannot take care of here. I am unable to head towards the northern border. You guys don't have to wait for me, I have my own plans. "    

After Chu Yun finished this sentence, he kept the communication crystal and spoke indifferently: "Stop nagging, let's go!"