Chapter 738

Chapter 738: Many Disasters

In the demon race, Spirit Cut had just destroyed a major clan’s holy city when he received news from Grape that Lin Sen Fairy City was under attack from the Holy Lion Clan.

Upon seeing this message, Spirit Cut burst into laughter.

He finally had the chance for revenge.

The scenes of being suppressed by that holy lion beast king were still vivid in his mind.

Now that he was stronger and had a justified reason, he certainly had to go back for vengeance.

“Grape, teleport me back to Lin Sen Fairy City; I want to flatten the holy city of the Holy Lion Clan,” Spirit Cut declared, fire blazing in his eyes.

“Understood. It will take time to gather the long-distance teleportation Formation, so please find a safe location to fix the teleportation starting point,” Grape’s voice replied.

With a wave of his hand, Spirit Cut positioned all the puppets and boarded a Large Spiritual Boat, flying off into the distance.

At that moment, the demon race fighting in the Human Realm noticed that many large clan backyards were on fire.

The enemies were all puppets, appearing and disappearing without a trace, making their movements unpredictable.

Frequently, they would destroy a demon race’s holy city and quickly hide away, only to reappear suddenly in another demon race’s holy city hundreds of thousands of miles away.

This forced many beast kings fighting in the Human Realm to return home to guard their clans.

Unbeknownst to them, three months had already passed.

During these three months, the Elder Council had lost four higher-ranked elders, all at the hands of the Grand Elder of the Golden Devourer Tiger Clan and the Purple Jade Flood Dragon.

These two former powerhouse beings of the demon race were now specifically hunting the higher-ranked elders of the human race’s Elder Council.

They had already casually killed over ten ordinary respected elders of the human race.

In a fairy city that had just been destroyed, the Purple Jade Flood Dragon circled above the ruins.

“One day, I will find the grandmaster of the human race,” the Purple Jade Flood Dragon declared, frustrated that despite all his efforts, he had yet to locate Hidden Spirit Island.

Although he had destroyed several fairy cities of the human race, it was not enough to erase the hatred he felt for that grandmaster of the human race.

On Hidden Spirit Island in the Endless Sea, in Xu Fan’s small world where he was in seclusion, Xu Fan slowly opened his eyes, the time acceleration stopping.

“How is the situation outside, Grape?” Xu Fan asked.

“According to the reports, the Elder Council has lost seven higher-ranked elders so far, and three invincible respected elders have fallen as well. The losses at the respected elder level have reached twenty,” Grape reported.

“The Golden Winged Roc is watching the Elder Council headquarters, and that pureblood Qilin and Ming Kong dare not act rashly, forced to defend against sudden attacks from the Golden Winged Roc at the Elder Council headquarters.”

“A full-scale battle between the demon race and the human race has begun, and the spatial seal has been lifted. Now, the entire cultivation world is almost filled with the presence of the demon race,” Grape continued.

Hearing this, Xu Fan could only sigh.

“The human race faces many disasters.”

“By the way, have you found any news about Kailing?” Xu Fan inquired.

“He is in the City of All Demons in the demon race, which was established by your spider disciple, and has now become a top-tier power among the demon race,” Grape reported.

“Has his City of All Demons invaded the human race?” Xu Fan asked, frowning.

“No, it even protects the human race within its territory,” Grape replied.

“That little spider is quite interesting,” Xu Fan chuckled.

The promise he made to let the Earth Crystal Spider be his apprentice was based on this principle.

If the Earth Crystal Spider dared to harm even a tiny bit of the human race, Xu Fan would personally eliminate it.

Fortunately, the Earth Crystal Spider didn’t give Xu Fan that opportunity.

“That’s good. Send it a message to stay in the City of All Demons for four months before relocating.”

“After four months, the war between the human race and the beast race will calm down,” Xu Fan said before closing his eyes and beginning to cultivate.

At that moment, outside the Elder Council headquarters, the pureblood Qilin and several of the top ten higher-ranked elders looked grim as they watched the Golden Winged Roc, each of them bearing wounds.

And this was only from the Golden Winged Roc stretching its body.

“Truly impressive. You humans are favored by the laws of the Thousand Worlds; your top-tier elders would be highly sought after in the Immortal Realm,” the Golden Winged Roc remarked with a smile, appreciating the Invincible Beast King from the human race after their recent battles.

“Though you’re weak now, with some training after ascending to the Immortal Realm, you’d make decent guards for me.”

“If we’re going to fight, let’s just do it without more talk,” Elder Ming Kong said.

He was already prepared; once the six-month period was up, and if Xu Fan couldn’t withstand the Golden Winged Roc’s avatar, he’d have to flee with the entire Elder Council headquarters.

“I’m not in the mood to fight today. Let’s battle tomorrow,” the Golden Winged Roc said as he returned to his palace.

He wasn’t in a rush; the beast race was gradually eroding the power of the human race, and as long as he kept an eye on the most top-tier beings of the human race, they could capture the human race at a minimal cost.

Elder Ming Kong returned to the Elder Council headquarters with the pureblood Qilin and the remaining higher-ranked elders.

“Another day has passed; I wonder if I can hold on for the remaining three months,” Ming Kong said.

“Elder Ming Kong, when the Golden Winged Roc attacks with full strength next time, let me handle it.”

“Let my true form engage the Golden Winged Roc, and I can hold him off for over half a month.”

“Slowly wearing down the power of the human race is what he loves to see,” said the higher-ranked elder beside Ming Kong.

“You can’t; you have to wait behind Elder Duanshan,” Ming Kong replied thoughtfully.

“Right, don’t rush; take it one step at a time,” Elder Duanshan said with a smile, as if it were a good thing.

The Elder Council also had influence in the Immortal Realm. Even if a true form was lost, the remaining avatars could still ascend to the Immortal Realm.

In the Immortal Realm, such losses could all be made up for, so they weren’t particularly anxious.

“I’m just afraid that by the time Elder Duanshan is done, it will be my turn, and the six-month period will be up,” the higher-ranked elder said with a pout.

“You all think there’s no trouble; what if the grandmaster emerges from his seclusion and can’t withstand the Golden Winged Roc?” Ming Kong said.

“When the Upper Zun was overcoming tribulations, there were only sixty thousand miles of calamity clouds, but the grandmaster faced a full hundred thousand miles, reaching the limit of this world.”

“Plus, according to prior intelligence, the Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect has never been defeated. Every disciple he has taught is unmatched in fighting strength.”

“We should take a gamble on what such a person says; we still have backup plans. If we lose the gamble, so what? We’ve already reached this point,” Elder Duanshan said.

At that moment, in a fairy city within the Elder Council headquarters, Ye Xiaoyao and Old Sword were discussing the next steps.

“Kid, this Elder Council headquarters is definitely not a place to linger for long.”

“The fighting strength of the Golden Winged Roc’s avatar is approaching the limit of the cultivation world. If nothing unexpected happens, the human race is going to face many disasters in the coming time.”

“Before the person with a destined fate shows up, the human race has no chance,” Old Sword said to Ye Xiaoyao in his heart.