The Demon King went to the north and shocked the entire Divine Land.
The allied army failed to defeat the demons, and the righteous cultivators of the Divine Land suffered a great loss.
The Wang Clan Master, the Sword Emperor, Wang Jian, died.
Among the Five Heroes of the Sword Pavilion, Xiang Ping and Nie Hua died, while Jie Xingmang and Shi Jing were seriously injured.
The monks of Qing Liang Temple heading south, including the current abbot, Reverend Du E, Reverend Ming Guan, were completely annihilated.
The Taiyi Daoist Sect's troops, including the current Prime Master, Liu Yunzi, were all killed.
The Misty Cloud Palace didn't have many people, but the current Prime Master was killed, so they suffered a great loss.
More than half of the righteous cultivators of the Central Earth had collapsed.
As the ruler of the Divine Prefecture in name, the Grand Xia Empire, which had always been vexed by the various great sects in its territory and wanted to wipe out these countries within a country, should be very happy to see such a situation.
However, the Xia Dynasty was also the leader of the allied army, so they also suffered a great loss.
Li Qian, Li Tai, and other royal cultivators, Wang Qiyi, Ming Peng, and Demon Monk Ming Fa all died in the war.
What was even worse was that the Xia Dynasty had painstakingly nurtured the dragon species for many years. It was not easy to nurture it to adulthood, but in the end, it was lost in the battle of Nan Yun Mountain and captured by the Demon Sovereign.
Emperor Xia Li Yuanlong was also injured, and he was being hunted by the Grand Master of the Devil religion, Yan Mingkong.
The righteous cultivators of the Central Earth were on the decline.
Although the Devil Cult also suffered a lot of casualties, because the Devil Emperor came all the way from the east to turn the tide, the Devil Cult's situation was much better than their opponents.
Under such circumstances, it was reasonable to fight back.
The righteous cultivators of the Central Earth could only grit their teeth and fight side by side.
When the news of the battle between the Blade King and the Demon King was spread, many people felt relieved.
The Alien Tribes would go south, and the Devil religion would go north for revenge. It was all predictable.
As long as the Demon King and the Blade King didn't fight in person.
A great battle broke out between the two of them, giving the Central Plains of the Divine Prefecture some breathing space.
Everyone was eager for these two devils to perish together.
It would be even better if the Devil religion started an all-out war with the non-humankind and ignored the sects of the Middle Earth.
But in less than a day, everyone's good mood was shattered by Chen Luoyang.
The Demon Emperor personally led the army north.
On that day, the Zhe Province changed masters and was annexed by the Demon Domain.
This place didn't have any 'A' ranked powers, it was the Jiangnan area controlled by the Grand Xia Empire.
Because it was connected to the Min Prefecture of the Devil religion, it had always been one of the battlefields of the two factions. The Grand Xia Empire had stationed a large number of soldiers here to guard the area.
If it was just the Devil Religion's Min Province branch attacking from the north, the Grand Xia Empire could still hold on.
However, with the arrival of the Demon Emperor, all resistance was futile.
They couldn't count on Emperor Xia, Li Yuanlong, or the other experts of the Xia dynasty to support them. They couldn't even protect themselves right now.
So the fate of the Zhe Province was decided.
When the Flame Dragon, which should have belonged to them, flew to the land of Zhe Province with the Demon Emperor's carriage, all the experts of the Xia dynasty had mixed feelings.
When the news got out, everyone was shocked.
"The Demon Emperor actually came personally?" The tall man grinned. "In six days, it will be the day of the decisive battle between him and the clan leader."
This man was obviously the leader of the ten horses under the Left Sage Prince Xiu Zhe's tent, "Demon Wolf" Ba Kun.
However, he was currently with one of the twelve flying generals under the clan leader.
"I heard that he didn't do it himself, but as long as he stands there, the locals will be scared out of their wits."
Opposite Ba Kun, "Heavenly Wolf" Bothar said.
"With him like this, the Devil religion is advancing much faster than us." Ba Kun grinned.
In front of them, the giant eagle folded its wings and stood like a small mountain.
On the head of the giant eagle, the Blade Emperor Yuwen Feng sat casually.
"If this can help him build up his momentum and improve his condition, I'm looking forward to it." He smiled carelessly and said, "My sons, there's no need to retreat when they encounter the people of the Devil religion. Just fight boldly. However, as long as Chen Luoyang doesn't come personally, I won't interfere. Even so, I believe that you won't disappoint me."
The experts of the foreign races looked at each other and smiled.
"We need to speed up as well," Bothar said. "Let's take down Lan Province, Ling Province, Jin Province, and Ji Province first."
He frowned. "The Demon Emperor is going to the east, which means that he doesn't plan to go straight to the capital of the Xia dynasty in Yu Province. He's more likely to go north along the coast of the East Sea."
Ba Kun grinned viciously. "We'll take down Ji Province first and then go south to Lu Province to block the path of the Devil religion to the north. That fence-sitter, Tai Sui, won't be able to win this time. I heard that he refused the recruitment of the Devil religion and even sent people to join the southern expedition. The Devil religion will definitely use him to establish their dominance. If he doesn't want to die, he'll have to join us."
"I've already sent someone to contact him," Bothar said. "I hope he knows what's good for him."
The Blade Emperor Yuwen Feng watched his subordinates discuss and didn't interrupt.
Right now, he was looking to the south in a daze.
If I were him, what would I do?
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Yuwen Feng's face.
He tapped the giant eagle's head with his finger.
The fierce bird let out a long cry and opened its closed wings again.
…
The Tai Sui that the foreign race experts talked about was staying in his mansion in Silence.
The residence was magnificent and majestic, almost giving people the feeling of a palace.
"Tai Sui" Hong Fu sat in Silence.
Although he looked old, his white hair and beard were neatly combed. He didn't look old, but looked extremely dignified.
It had been more than 50 years since he founded the Tai Sui Gang.
He had worked hard all the way to build the foundation he had today.
But now it seemed that the darkest day in the history of him and the Tai Sui Gang was finally coming.
His previous choice seemed to be a big mistake.
It was even a mistake that was difficult to make up for.
"It's useless to hand over the old black deer. It was through us that Mr. Second of the Sword Pavilion came into contact with the old black deer. Our gang can't get away with it."
Seated below Tai Sui Hong Fu was a man in his thirties. He spoke up at that moment.
"Wenfeng is right. It's too late to regret now. Since it's difficult to make up for it, we can only be indifferent," Tai Sui said. "The important thing is the next choice."
Mao Wenfeng, the Chief Steward of the Tai Sui Gang, asked, "Have you made up your mind, Gang Leader?"
"Yes, we have no other choice." Tai Sui nodded lightly. "My previous hesitation brought retribution. If I hesitate now, I won't have any chance at all."
Mao Wenfeng was silent.
The Demon Emperor had no intention of stopping in Zhezhou.
Jiangzhou was rich and prosperous, so it was definitely the target of the Devil religion.
The entire Jiangnan was in the hands of the Devil religion, but it couldn't satisfy their appetite.
It was fine if they went west to Hui Zhou.
If they continued north into Lu Province, then Ji Province would be far away and in imminent danger.
Although the Wang Clan was one of the three great aristocratic families in the world, without the Sword Emperor Wang Jian, it was hard to imagine how long they could resist.
After a long time, Mao Wenfeng said, "Since you've made up your mind, I'll order someone to send a letter to the north."
Tai Sui looked at him. "You're still unwilling?"
"Yes, I don't want to be with the foreign races." Mao Wenfeng answered frankly, "But since you've made up your mind, I'm willing to help you achieve your wish. However, when the situation stabilizes, it'll be time for me to resign. Apart from you, I don't want to serve anyone else. Perhaps I'll be a wild crane in the future."
Tai Sui looked at him for a long time and finally sighed with a smile. "It's good to be young."
The old man sighed. "It's a pity that I'm not like you. There are some things that I can't give up."
Mao Wenfeng nodded silently and got up to order someone to send the letter.
However, at this moment, Tai Sui's expression suddenly changed slightly.
Mao Wenfeng was stunned at first, and then his expression changed as well.
The two of them looked at each other, took a deep breath, and walked out of the house.
When they came out, they saw a huge fiery red cloud in the sky above their heads, covering the sky and the sun.
There was a palace-like existence standing on the cloud.
The dragon's roar reverberated in the cloud, and the dragon's might that intimidated all living beings spread out.
Those with lower cultivation were so agitated that they wanted to kneel down.
The air instantly became hot, and the scorching air made it difficult for people to breathe. They faintly felt like their internal organs were on fire.
Tai Sui and Mao Wenfeng were expressionless as they stared at the Crimson Dragon Royal Carriage in the sky.
There was only one person who could make a True Dragon pull a carriage for him.
It was naturally the Demon Emperor Chen Luoyang.
He had actually arrived even faster than everyone had expected.
Mao Wenfeng frowned. "The Demon Emperor … didn't care about Jiang Zhou and Lu Zhou. He went all the way north and came directly to our Ji Zhou!"
The Crimson Dragon Royal Carriage flew faster than the six Flood Dragons carrying the palace.
However, if he stopped and watched Jiang Zhou and the other places be taken down, it would undoubtedly take more time for him.
More time would give the opponent more opportunities to think and react.
Chen Chuhua had suggested that Chen Luoyang ignore the Wang family of Lu Zhou and go directly north to Ji Zhou after taking down Jiang Zhou. This was to avoid alerting the enemy and cause Tai Sui to flee or join the foreign races in desperation.
Chen Luoyang went further on this basis.
He didn't care about Jiang Zhou and left it to his followers to slowly occupy and deal with it.
He directly crossed Jiang Zhou and Lu Zhou and arrived at Ji Zhou before everyone expected.
When he returned to the south, it would be like closing the door and beating the dog.
He came to Ji Zhou this time mainly for the Tai Sui.
He would first get rid of this guy and then slowly fight.
Tai Sui had already made a prompt decision.
In the end, he was blocked by the Demon Emperor at home before the messenger could leave.
He didn't even have a chance to run.
As the local tyrant, the Tai Sui Gang's information network in Ji Zhou was extremely developed.
However, there was no news of the Demon Emperor's arrival this time.
Mao Wenfeng smiled bitterly.
Chen Luoyang came aboveboard and had no intention of hiding anything.
It wasn't that the gang didn't want to send a message in time, but the other party came faster than the messenger.
Tai Sui's expression was slightly calmer at this time.
"Hierarch Chen, your presence brings light to our humble abode. I hope you won't blame me for not going out to welcome you."
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