Ancestral Magus Hall.
"What?!" Magus Emperor Dijiang jumped to his feet in shock.
A rare emotion appeared on his face. Hun Dun's face paled slightly as the news was too shocking.
The demonic beast race retreated.
How was that possible?!
"Lin Feng, this human isn't simple." Shi Jiuyin said gloomily, killing intent flickered in his eyes.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Di Jiang fell into deep thought, and he felt this outcome was inconceivable. In fact, he had ordered Goumang to lead the army. As long as Lin Feng asked him for help, the Magus Race's army would rush to the Southern Region to fight the demonic beast race to the death. Perhaps, they would suffer heavy casualties, but as long as they could get 'Lin Feng', the sacrifice was worth it.
Another possibility was that the Southern Region was destroyed by the demonic beast race. With Lin Feng's personality, he would live and die with the Southern Region. At that time, he could 'snatch' Lin Feng back from the demonic beast race's hands, killing two birds with one stone.
But who would have thought that the plan could not keep up with the changes?
The demonic beast race had inexplicably retreated.
"Is there any other news?" Dijiang looked at Houtu and asked solemnly.
"This …" Houtu hesitated, frowning slightly. "The distance is too far, so I don't know the details. I only know that the demonic beast race did not launch a proper attack. According to the Southern Region's sources, there was a defensive barrier around the Southern Region that remained intact until the end of the war."
"Defensive barrier?" Dijiang pondered.
"What kind of defensive barrier can block the demonic beast race's army?" Shi Jiuyin harrumphed coldly. "That's just ignorant humans making a fuss over nothing."
"The truth is, the demonic beast race did not attack." Houtu glanced at Shi Jiuyin and said indifferently.
"That's because of other reasons, for example …" Shi Jiuyin's eyes turned cold, "Lin Feng surrendered to the demonic beast race in exchange for an ignoble existence when he saw that there was no hope." As he said, he nodded in realization. He deeply felt that this possibility was indeed not small. Even Houtu and Dijiang were deep in thought.
Indeed, it wasn't impossible.
Compared to Houtu's suspicion of using a defensive barrier to stop the demonic beast race, this suspicion was much more reasonable.
Even if the humans asked for help from the Shaman Tribe, the Shaman Tribe might not be able to defeat the Demon Tribe. If they surrendered to the Demon Tribe in exchange for the survival of a small corner, so what if they had to pay a price?
"If that's the case, then I'm afraid it's a great disadvantage for our Sorcerer Tribe," Houtu said worriedly.
As a Shaman King and a trusted aide of Dijiang, he was similarly aware of the importance of the southern region. To be precise, it was the importance of Lin Feng.
Chi was a terrifying existence that could change the course of a war.
"It's just a guess," Dijiang said in a low voice.
"But we have to be cautious." Shi Jiuyin's eyes were frosty as he added, "Why don't we try the southern region?"
"What do you mean?" Di Jiang's eyes flashed.
"Since the demonic beasts can't take them down, then let us do it!" The corner of Shi Jiuyin's lips curved into a cold sneer, "If the soft approach doesn't work, we'll use the hard approach. If Lin Feng is really in cahoots with the demonic beast clans, the demonic beast clans will definitely come to his rescue when we attack."
"What if the demons don't save him?" Houtu asked doubtfully.
"That's even better!" Shi Jiuyin sneered, "We can use the southern region as a threat, coercing Lin Feng to refine the astral treasure 'Chi' for us."
Dijiang nodded with satisfaction, then went on, "But the demonic beast clans are eyeing us like a tiger watching its prey. If we do this, we will definitely attract their attention. There's no point in hurting ourselves for a mere southern region. Handing this task over to the eight great human territories alliance can prevent internal strife from affecting the ancient races, and also guard against the demonic beast clans. "
"Eight great human territories alliance?" Shi Jiuyin frowned.
As far as he knew, the last time the eight great human territories alliance attacked the southern region, it had ended in failure.
Only a short time had passed, how could it be possible …
"With Goumang as the commander and Rushou as the general, lead a group of Sorcerer Tribe's experts to assist the eight great human territories alliance." Dijiang's expression was calm, but he was cold-blooded and merciless, disregarding his' friendship 'with Lin Feng. He would do anything to achieve his goal.
He had always been an ambitious and ruthless person.
…
Jubilant, jubilant.
With Lin Feng as the leader, the Southern Region's experts were exhilarated.
They had defeated the demonic beast clans!
The demonic beast clans that even the Sorcerer Tribe couldn't defeat had broken their wings in front of them, returning empty-handed. This was a golden victory, proving that the demonic beast clans weren't invincible in the Dou Ling World. It also proved that human cultivators weren't a weak race.
This was a glorious victory, but …
The real war had just begun.
"Although the demonic beast clans have suffered a loss, and their threat is gone, I'm afraid the culprit behind this will not let this matter rest." Qian Lianhuang's beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she looked at Lin Feng. She was one of the few people who remained calm while all the experts were happily discussing the battle just now and were extremely excited.
"I know." Lin Feng nodded, a light glimmered in his eyes.
"Then what do you plan to do?" Qian Lianhuang asked.
"Haven't thought about it yet." Lin Feng smiled and shrugged. "I'll deal with it as it comes. I believe the Sorcerer Tribe won't be so determined to swallow me whole."
"That's true." Qian Lianhuang smiled slightly.
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth curled up as he glanced at the human warriors. They were all black, completely different from before. He sighed softly and said, "The Southern Region is no longer what it used to be. Every once in a while, there will be new blood appearing. Saint Realm, even Saint Realm, and even Saint King Realm, with a large number of 'Chi', anyone who wants to touch us will have to think twice."
Qian Lianhuang smiled and nodded. "There's also you, a Human Sovereign whose strength is comparable to a Demon Sovereign."
Lin Feng smiled faintly and didn't explain.
Although he was quite lucky to defeat Kui Tianyuan, his strength was indeed close to that of a Demon Sovereign. After all, Kui Tianyuan was the famous Blood Tiger Emperor, and his strength was second only to Niu Yunlei among the four Demon Sovereigns. If he didn't have enough strength as a foundation, so what if he was lucky?
The Southern Region was no longer what it used to be, but so was he.
"Come, forget about that." Lin Feng smiled and nodded at Qian Lianhuang. "It's rare to have such a great victory. Let's go and celebrate!"
As he spoke, he strode towards the jubilant crowd.
Qian Lianhuang's beautiful eyes sparkled as she followed with a smile.
The current Lin Feng was truly —
Human Sovereign!
…
…
In the Southern Region.
"Have you heard? The Eight Region Alliance has launched an attack again."
"Tsk, they're just clowns. They've forgotten the pain after the scars have healed. Last time, Emperor Lin beat them up so badly that even their parents couldn't recognize them."
"It's different this time. I heard that Emperor Lin offended the Sorcerer Sovereign. This time, the Sorcerer Sovereign personally gave the order to send Sorcerer Kings to assist the Eight Region Alliance in wiping out the Southern Region. They're aggressive and powerful. We can't underestimate them!"
"So what? With Emperor Lin around, we don't have to be afraid!"
"That's right. Previously, the Demon Clan was aggressive. What happened in the end? Isn't he still going home?! "
…
In the streets and alleys, in the teahouses and taverns, all sorts of rumors were spreading.
One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred. Of course, there were those who created malicious rumors, but there were more who followed the trend and passed on the information. However, there weren't many who were truly shaken. In the Southern Region, Emperor Lin's name was as prestigious as the heavens.
Even though the person in charge of the initial tribe was called a tyrant, Lin Feng's name was well deserved.
He defeated the Eight Region Alliance single-handedly and established his reputation. He fought against the Demon Clan and stabilized the Southern Region. Lin Feng sat on the throne and won the hearts of the people. This could be seen from the fact that there wasn't a single person outside the teleportation portal. The Southern Region was like a solid castle —
Unbreakable!
…
Mighty and mighty.
With Gou Mang, who was the strongest commander among the 12 Shaman Kings, as the commander, and Shaman King Rushou, who was extremely aggressive, as the general, as well as a large number of elites from the Sorcerer Tribe, the Eight Region Alliance was full of confidence this time. As the Alliance Leader, Zuo Bufan was radiant. He had forgotten the pain of the previous defeat, which made him lose face and almost lose his position as the Alliance Leader.
This time, he was full of confidence!
Even one-tenth of such a force was enough to wipe out the entire human territory. There were as many as 15 Sage Kings among the Sorcerer Tribe and two Shaman Kings. What was Lin Feng to them?
He did not believe that Lin Feng's true strength could match the two shaman kings, Goumang and Rushou.
The Sorcerer Tribe experts were all arrogant. In their eyes, this was a battle that they would definitely win.
Why did they need two Shaman Kings?
It was a waste of talent!
But …
In the end, they were all shocked.
…
A crushing defeat!
It was a crushing defeat.
If the Southern Region's last battle against the Demon Tribe was just a small test, then this time, it could be said to be bold and decisive. Facing the aggressive and confident Sorcerer Tribe and human experts, Lin Feng didn't even remove the Zero Degree Defense. He didn't set up any defenses at all.
The more he retreated, the more the enemy advanced!
Kind people were bullied, and kind horses were ridden. This had been the case since ancient times.
In the Dou Ling World, strength was the most fundamental. In these two consecutive battles, the Southern Region and Lin Feng used the most direct and simple method to tell the Shaman and Demon Tribes —
Humans were not pushovers!
"Boom!" "Boom!!"
The sounds of battle rang out, and energy soared into the sky. At the border of the Southern Region, Lin Feng was the leader. Wan Mochou, Qian Lian Huang, King Yan, and the other experts were all fighting, including the new warriors of the God Making Plan. All of them were like tigers out of their cages. They weren't afraid of death and showed great courage in the face of the Sorcerer Tribe's aggression.
On one side, the two "Lin Feng" fought against the two Shaman Kings, and they had the upper hand.
On the other side, Wan Mochou took out the Zen Bell and fought with Qian Lian Huang on the left and right. They were invincible.
"Roar!" "Roar!!" The Godly Beasts and Ferocious Beasts, together with the human experts, launched attacks again and again. They killed the experts of the Sorcerer Tribe and the warriors of the Eight Great Territory Alliance until they cried for their parents. They were utterly defeated.
In single battles, double battles, and group battles, the Southern Region had the upper hand.
Perhaps the Sorcerer Tribe and the Eight Great Domain Alliance thought it was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.
Today, the Southern Region would not be bullied by anyone!
"Kill!" Lin Feng raised the Doomsday Spear. The dazzling light covered the entire battlefield, and the sparkling blood beads on the tip of the spear were heart-wrenching.
The Shaman Kings withdrew their weapons, and blood flowed all over the ground.
They were severely injured!
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