The battle with Gu Sheng disappeared like the wind.
Lin Feng did not mention this battle to anyone, and there was no need to mention it. Today, his reputation was much higher than Gu Sheng, the so-called genius of the Gu Clan. Killing Sorcerer King Jiang had made him the target of public criticism, and both the Sorcerer and Demon Clans were afraid of him.
Furthermore, he also respected Gu Sheng as an opponent.
"Still failed?" Lin Feng opened his eyes and frowned.
He looked into the distance and sighed. It had been more than half a month since the battle ended. If Gu Sheng could persuade the Ancient Gods, he would have received the news by now. Lin Feng did not doubt Gu Sheng's credibility, as it was an insult to Gu Sheng.
"It seems that Gu Sheng's position is not very useful when it concerns the fate of the clan," Lin Feng said softly.
Gu Sheng's position in the Ancient Clan was very high. He was the disciple of the Ancient Gods and the only descendant of the Master of Divine Hall. It could be said that the fate of the Ancient Clan was on him. However, he was still too young. Like Qian Lian Huang, he was seen as the hope of the Ancient Clan, but he was not the one who held the power.
It was the other six Ancient Gods and the Master of Divine Hall.
Phew ~ ~ ~
Lin Feng pursed his lips, and his eyes were blurred.
Although he was slightly disappointed, he was not too touched. After all, his grandfather had failed in his first attempt, and he understood the attitude of the Ancient Clan. Six Ancient Gods, Gu Sheng, and the Master of Divine Hall. Only Ancient God Golden Dew, Mother Earth, and Gu Sheng supported the alliance. It was far from enough.
Previously, he had hoped that Gu Sheng could persuade the other two neutral Ancient Gods, but it seemed that he had failed.
"Gu Sheng's influence on the Ancient Clan is not as good as his father," Lin Feng nodded.
The Master of Divine Hall had the strongest reaction to the alliance. He maintained the order, dignity, and pride of the Ancient Clan. It was not a wrong decision for him to not ally with the humans. He had his own position, and no matter what, Gu Sheng could not force him. The only thing he could do was to … wait, and slowly increase the fighting power of the Ancient Clan.
"The shortest is a year and a half, the longest is three to five years. Only then will the human race truly enter a stable stage. Even if the Magi and Demons attack, we will have the ability to resist them," Lin Feng thought.
The only thing he was afraid of now was that this' one and a half years' would be too difficult to endure.
"Ten days ago, the Demon Race began their large-scale attack."
"The Shaman Tribe did not resist. Instead, they chose to give up and guard the Shaman Realm to the death.
Lin Feng pondered.
The actions of the Witch Tribe were not beyond his expectations.
Just like the Southern Region, what the Shaman Clan needed the most right now was time. The death of the Shaman Emperor Jiang was too great a blow to the Shaman Clan, to the point that it was already threatening the foundation of the Shaman Clan. Although Shi Jiuyin had become the Sorcerer Sovereign, he was besieged from all sides. The Sorcerer Tribe was in a state of disunity, and it would be extremely difficult for them to reunite.
"I wonder what the demons will do next?"
"Should we attack the root of the problem and destroy the Magi in one go, or … attack them one by one and use the big force to surround the small force. According to the initial plan, we will slowly invade the entire inland area and suppress the Magi in all aspects to weaken their strength and strengthen ourselves?"
"Both options have their pros and cons, but no matter what, the Shaman Tribe is already in a passive position."
Lin Feng smiled faintly.
Although the Southern Region was also in danger, it was much better than the Shaman Tribe's current situation. Most importantly, the Demon Race did not seem to want to attack the Southern Region or even the human territory. Instead, they focused on attacking the Shaman Tribe.
With the Shaman Tribe as bait, the human race seemed to be able to hold on for a long time.
After that, his strength would increase by a lot, and his army of Undead Spirit Realm experts would begin to take shape. Adding on the rise of human experts from the God Making Plan, the chances of fighting the Demon Race would be much higher.
However, all of this depended on what the Demon Race and Shaman Tribe would do. The initiative was not in his hands.
"I can only hope that the human race's luck is better." Lin Feng sighed softly.
…
Three days later, in the Peach Blossom Spring.
"The Demon Race divided into three groups and attacked the Northeast and Northwest Ancient Regions?" Lin Feng was surprised.
"The information has been confirmed." Shun nodded, "The Demon Race's ambition is not small. If they want to exterminate the Shaman Tribe in one go, I'm afraid that our human territory and even the Southern Region will be attacked by them soon. The death of the Shaman Emperor Jiang allowed the entire Demon Race to heave a sigh of relief. "
The news was very surprising.
Lin Feng's expression froze as he muttered to himself irresolutely.
The Demon Race was more decisive than he had imagined. They did not take advantage of the Shaman Tribe's weakest moment to severely injure them, nor did they choose to use their power to suppress them and slowly erode their morale. Instead, they chose an even more domineering and direct method!
First take down the Ancient Race, then exterminate the Shaman Tribe!
This method was very risky, after all, it would give the Shaman Tribe many opportunities, such as all kinds of sneak attacks, ambushes, and schemes. Even if the Shaman Tribe did not do anything, they could at least rest for a while, and might even be able to recover their strength.
"This is a method with absolute confidence and absolute strength." Qian Lian Huang's beautiful eyes flashed.
"Attack the Northeast and Northwest Ancient Regions directly, and at the same time, split up the troops to restrain the Shaman Tribe. Once the two Ancient Regions are broken, it will be like cutting off the Shaman Tribe's arms. The consequences …"
Deep worry could be heard in her words.
Everyone knew how important the ancient races' experts were in war, but … every ancient race's expert was a Heavenly Spirit Master. In order to display the ancient race's strength, they needed a strong army of Heavenly Spirit Masters to act as meat shields, and the Shaman Tribe was good at this.
Therefore, the Shaman Tribe and ancient races had always been a match made in heaven, with tacit understanding between them.
Being able to resist the Demon Race time after time did not depend on luck.
"This battle is a crucial battle, let's see how much the Shaman Tribe dares to use." Lin Feng was clear that this was not only Shi Jiuyin's first battle after he succeeded the Shaman Emperor, but also the Shaman Tribe's first battle after losing Di Jiang. They could not afford to lose this battle, or else their strength would plummet, and they would be at the mercy of the Demon Race.
Although Shaman Emperor Jiang had fallen, the Shaman Tribe's strength was still intact. Moreover, they were on the defensive side. If they cooperated well with the ancient races, they might have a chance of winning. Moreover, in terms of strength, with Gu Sheng's support, the Shaman Tribe might not be afraid of the demonic beast race.
Most importantly, the demonic beast race had suffered heavy losses, and they were almost driven back to the Endless Sea.
Although the Shaman Tribe had taken advantage of the opportunity to mobilize their troops, how could they accomplish so much in such a short time? They did not even have enough time to practice with each other. Moreover, without Lam Tok Tei as their strategist, it was unknown how much of the demonic beast race's strength could be displayed.
"The Shaman Tribe might not lose this battle." Lin Feng said softly.
"No, the Shaman Tribe will definitely lose." Shun shook his head and sighed.
"What do you mean?" Lin Feng looked at Shun with a puzzled expression.
"The answer is simple." Shun looked at Lin Feng, not bothering to hide the disappointment in his eyes. "The Shaman Tribe is scared."
What?!
Lin Feng was stunned.
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