Of the thirty-six Domain Lords, only the Northwest Domain Lord, Fu Zhengqing, did not participate in this battle because he had yet to reach the Emperor Realm. The other thirty-five Domain Lords, along with the Emperor Realm masters from the capital, such as Sima Xuefeng, Ye Hanshuang, and the other Emperor Realm masters sent by the various great families, made up a total of fifteen Emperor Realm masters.
In total, there were fifty Human Race Emperors, including four peak Emperor-level Supremes.
With such a powerful lineup of Emperor Masters dealing with forty-three ordinary Emperor Grade Monster Beasts, it was no different from bullying the weak with numbers. Therefore, with the exception of the five Low-Order Emperors who had died tragically due to carelessness, everyone was having a great time killing the Monster Beasts.
With such a small number of casualties, they had won such a huge victory. Moreover, they had killed 43 Emperor-level Great Demons in one go. This was definitely an extremely rare victory in the history of the war between the Human Federation and the Demon Clan.
After leaving the Space Battlefield, the excited Emperors did not need to give any more orders. They went straight to the battlefield to clean up the remaining low-level Monster Beasts.
Bullying the weak? Killing a chicken with a butcher's knife didn't work here. As long as they could kill all these Monster Beasts, no one would care about their status or face.
Before they came, Gu Zeyan and Wu Dao had made it very clear.
They would bleed them one by one. Even if they were just some first-grade or second-grade Monster Beasts that came to run errands, these Emperors didn't mind killing them personally.
With the addition of these forty-five Sovereigns, who were in good condition, the Monster Beast army, which was already showing signs of collapse, quickly collapsed. In less than three to five minutes, there was not a single Monster Beast left standing on the battlefield in the wild.
After this battle, the fifty-thousand-strong Monster Beast army was completely wiped out!
"Victory!"
"Long live the Human Race!"
"Long live the Federation!"
Among the cultivators below, it was unknown who was the first to cheer loudly. In any case, the cheers soon spread throughout the wilderness.
The Human Race had won!
And with very few casualties, they had won the greatest victory in history!
Everyone was shouting and yelling crazily. Many of the injured even ignored their bleeding wounds as they cheered for this rare victory.
This was different from the past, when the demonic beasts attacked the city and the humans were forced to defend the city passively.
This time, it was the Human Clan warriors who took the initiative to attack, defending the enemy from a hundred kilometers away from the city. This was a proper battle of annihilation.
The human race had annihilated the demon race, and there were fifty thousand of them!
Unlike in the past, the Human Race could only defend passively. Even after winning the battle, they did not dare to go out of the city to pursue and kill the scattered enemies.
This time, they relied on their true abilities to kill all the invading enemies under their feet with a saber and a spear!
Their blood was boiling, and their emotions were surging. Everyone's faces and hearts were filled with pride and joy.
Yang Fan stood in the middle of the crowd, feeling the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of these ordinary martial artists. He understood the current mood of these martial artists, because he also felt the same.
For more than fifty years, the peace that the human race and the demon race had achieved because of the Emperor's Pact had never been truly peaceful.
Although King Level Experts and above were restricted from participating in the battle, the battles between the Human Race and the Demon Race under the King Level Expert had never completely stopped.
It was just that the Human Race was weak, and they rarely took the initiative to provoke and attack the various demon tribes.
However, the demon race would launch one or even several city-destroying battles every few years to provoke the Human Race Federation.
Among the martial artists present, who had not encountered a demon beast attack in their life? Who did not have cruel memories of city-destroying battles in the depths of their memories?
Everyone had suppressed it for too long.
This clean and direct victory was undoubtedly the best way to vent his frustrations.
Everyone was jubilant, and everyone was elated.
Even Yang Fan could not help but reveal a silly smile. He followed the crowd and cheered, "Long live the Federation, long live the Human Race!"
"Alright, the battle is over. Now, clean up the battlefield and quickly return to the city!"
Lan Yuanqing flew into the air, and his Emperor Level Will enveloped the entire battlefield. He issued a new order to all the martial artists who participated in the battle.
After all, this was the wilderness and filled with too many uncertainties. It was absolutely not a place to stay for long.
Moreover, with so many martial artists out of the city, there was almost no middle or low-level defensive force in the capital except for a few high-level Emperors. It was like an empty city that urgently needed to return to defend.
Of course, more importantly, the four half-step Monarch Realm experts who came this time had yet to show up.
This meant that the two half-step Demon Emperors and the twenty-three peak Demon Emperors of the Demon Race were very likely not completely eliminated.
If they were slightly careless and escaped from the Void Battlefield, more than half of the nearly ten thousand elite martial artists present would probably be buried here forever.
No one knew better than these Emperors the destructive power of high-end combat forces.
If one did not consider causing too much damage to the surrounding environment and allies and accidentally injuring them, it was not as difficult as imagined for a peak Martial Emperor to go all out and unleash his full strength to destroy fifty thousand ordinary demon beasts.
By the same logic, if those peak Demon Emperors or half-step Demon Emperors who were already at the end of their road were allowed to wreak havoc outside the Void Battlefield, all the martial artists present below the Emperor Level would probably suffer a calamity.
This was also the reason why human cultivators rarely left the city to fight with the Monster Clan. Without the super strong defense of the Great City Barrier Array, any high-level King Level or Emperor Level Monster Beast could easily kill tens of thousands of ordinary cultivators in one fell swoop.
After hearing the City Lord's order, all the martial artists calmed down from their excitement and began to skillfully collect the spoils of war from the corpses of the Demon Race. Demon Cores, Blood Essence, Flesh Essence, fur, everything that could be taken away.
Even for the Demon Beast corpses that were too large to be taken away, everyone consciously piled them up in one place and then set up a Will Barrier to isolate them.
After the battle, the logistics team of the capital would come over to collect these Demon Beast corpses and store them in cold storage as emergency rations for the people of the city.
The corpses of fifty thousand Demon Beasts were enough for the tens of millions of people in the capital to eat for several years.
After all, most of these Demon Beasts were high level Demon Beasts above Fourth Grade Demon Generals. Their meat was not only fresh and tender, but also rich in Spirit Energy. Even if an ordinary person only ate a mouthful, it was enough to ensure their energy consumption for one or even two days.
Soon.
Most of the martial artists began to retreat back to the city in an orderly manner, but Yang Fan had no intention of returning to the city.
Sensing that the Void above his head was still unstable, Yang Fan looked up and at the same time moved closer to Sima Xuefeng and asked softly, "President, can you find the Spatial Battlefield where those peak Demon Emperors are?"
Sima Xuefeng raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to do now? Could it be that going to the Emperor Level Battlefield is not enough? You actually want to go to the half-step Monarch Realm Battlefield to take a look? "
"That's impossible!" Sima Xuefeng shook his head directly, "Elder Yang Fan, not to mention that I can't break open the Void created by Sir Wu Dao, even if I could, do you think this President would take you on an adventure?"
Yang Fan smacked his lips twice, instantly losing interest. If you can't go, then why are you still talking so much? Isn't it a waste of my feelings?
Yang Fan glanced at the surrounding Emperors again. Even Sima Xuefeng, who had the highest cultivation, was unable to break open the Space Battlefield created by Wu Dao, so these people had no chance at all.
It seemed that his desire to go to the peak Demon Emperor Battlefield to pick up scraps was going to be dashed.
Twenty-three peak Demon Emperors, twenty-three peak Emperor Level Beast Souls! It was such a pity that he missed it just like that.
As for the two half-step Demon Emperors, Yang Fan still had some self-awareness, so he didn't even dare to think about it.
When Sima Xuefeng saw the disappointed and regretful look on Yang Fan's face, he shook his head speechlessly.
This kid really dares to think of anything. Even a formidable peak Emperor like her wouldn't dare to be careless in a battle between peak Demon Emperors, but this little kid, a Half-step King Realm cultivator, actually wants to join in the fun?
He really wants money more than his life!
"Kid, I know what you want to do." Sima Xuefeng advised Yang Fan softly, "However, that place is more than ten times more dangerous than the Emperor Level Battlefield just now. It's absolutely not a place that a rookie like you can go easily."
"So, I advise you to give up. If you want to collect peak Demon Emperor Beast Souls, you have to at least raise your strength to the Emperor Level!"
"Otherwise, if a peak Emperor Level Intent comes over, your soul will be extinguished. How will you collect the Beast Souls to refine the Soul Refining Pill?"
Just thinking about relying on the protection of others to take risks was opportunistic and unreliable. If one wasn't careful, one might even lose one's life.
One couldn't always be so lucky. Even if one had an Emperor Level Spirit Treasure to protect oneself, there would be a day when it would be used up.
Ye Hanshuang stood at the side with her eyebrows tightly knitted. Her handsome little face was gloomy as she looked at Yang Fan with extreme dissatisfaction. She had heard the entire conversation between Yang Fan and Sima Xuefeng just now.
Yang Fan, this little guy, was indeed someone who didn't know his place. Not only was he a thorn, but he was also extremely daring.
"Student Yang Fan, it's time to return to the city!"
"Come, come, come. Teacher will bring you back together!"
As she spoke, Ye Hanshuang directly stepped forward. Ignoring Yang Fan's resistance, she directly raised her hand and grabbed the back of Yang Fan's neck and flew up.
Ling Tian grinned and chuckled at the back. He secretly sighed that retribution was not good. Yang Fan, this kid, also had a day like this.
After that, Ling Tian raised his hand and gently rubbed his still red and swollen left ear. He also flew up and guarded Yang Fan and Ye Hanshuang behind.
Soon, there was no one left in the wilderness. Only piles of Demon Beast corpses were left. Above the void, there would occasionally be traces of astonishing aura coming out of the spatial cracks.
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