Deep in the Bear Clan's territory, a dark green bamboo leaf was quietly walking through the underground soil.
From time to time, a monster array appears in front of it, and the monster energy condenses into layers to form a complete spherical shield, blocking all intruders.
Zhu An controlled the bamboo leaves, but he kept moving through them, like a fish swimming in the water, as if he didn't encounter any resistance.
After passing several formations, he turned upward and returned to the ground.
This is a quiet valley with lush trees, lush grass, and dotted with spiritual flowers and fruits, like gems on green silk.
More than a dozen bear demons patrolled the valley, each one bored and talking about the war taking place thousands of miles away.
The strong men of the Bear Clan have already gone to the front line, and those who remain here are all big and small monsters.
There are no longer any warning measures around. After all, this is the hinterland of the Bear Clan, and it is not far from the emperor's residence. Who dares to come here to stir up trouble?
So the bamboo leaves soared into the sky and flew directly into the depths of the valley in front of them, arriving at the destination of their trip——
A stone monument suspended in mid-air.
Four demonic characters are engraved on the stone tablet:
Wanlin Secret Realm.
The calligraphy is deep red, and the iron hooks are painted in silver. Each stroke contains infinite power, like the marks of a sword and the shadow of a sword. Eventually, a fierce murderous aura rises into the sky.
There were several bear demons who were specially guarding this stone monument. One of them quietly raised his head and glanced at the words on it. His eye membranes immediately stung and he burst into tears.
"You must have learned a lesson." The bear demon next to him had already expected it and gloated, "Every newcomer wants to see this inscription in the hope of gaining some insights——"
"Please, this is written by Demon Ancestor himself. Do you think you are qualified to read it?"
The new bear demon rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "There really is a demon ancestor. I thought it was just a legend."
"What a legend? That is the supreme power that really exists in reality, the ancestor of all demons, the creator of the demon elixir cultivation method..."
These bear monsters were idle and bored, and finally found a topic to talk about, and started to show off with excitement.
With your words and my words, I pieced together the deeds of a peerless strong man——
The demon ancestor, whose race is unknown, rose up nine thousand years ago and created the demon elixir method with his talent.
From then on, all races in the world can practice and advance independently, with unlimited possibilities. Bloodline and age are no longer the only factors that determine strength.
The Demon Ancestor felt sorry for the common people, and couldn't bear to see that the ordinary demon clan had been bullied.
So he launched a war three thousand years ago to wipe out the evil and ferocious dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other ancient demons of all races, and established the world.
Ending the ancient demon era in the past and opening up a new era belonging to all races...
The new bear demon was fascinated by the legendary achievements he heard.
"Oh my God, there really is such an invincible existence, but where is the Demon Ancestor now? Why have I never heard of it?"
Hearing this question, the bear demons looked at each other, naturally not knowing the answer.
An older bear demon pointed to a vague peak in the distance and said jokingly:
"When your cultivation becomes stronger, go to the God Mountain and ask the Emperor in person. The Emperor will definitely know."
They burst into laughter after hearing this. Let alone Emperor Zun, it would be difficult to even meet the Bear King in reality.
They don't exist in the same world at all.
The mysterious and powerful Demon Ancestor can only be used as a source of conversation when bored, for weak people like them to fantasize about.
The bear demons were talking and laughing, but they didn't see a piece of dark green bamboo leaf quietly flying up and hovering in the air, facing the stone monument without moving.
Zhu An looked at the writing on the tablet and listened to the bear demons telling the legend of the demon ancestor, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He thought of his old friend from three thousand years ago, the Iron-Eating King who liked to wear a bamboo hat and drink wine from a bamboo tube.
"I know that the enemy is so terrifying, but I still choose to fight. I'm not as good as you."
At the last gathering, the Iron-eating King remained calm-faced, chatting and laughing happily. After drinking, he left singing and never came back.
Zhu An understands and admires such a demeanor, but cannot imitate it.
"No matter how brave you are, you still lose in the end. The world has changed and is no longer what it was back then."
"The real crisis has not been resolved."
"In the end, the dirty work has to be left to me."
Zhu An smiled silently, controlled the bamboo leaves, and gently pressed them against the surface of the stone tablet.
The ancient stone tablet, which has gone through many vicissitudes over the years, is suspended in the air and suddenly releases a boundless brilliance.
The sky is illuminated with dazzling brightness, like the sky covered with rainbow clouds and stars descending from the clouds.
As soon as the vision comes out, everyone in the radius will feel it...
Outside the border of the human race, the liger and the three kings were confronting each other. They looked calm and their momentum was still in the upper hand. They were not panicking at all when fighting one against three.
Inside and outside the border pass, there were two strong men hanging high in the sky, watching and confronting each other.
The Human Emperor looked at the faint figure in the fog opposite him, then looked down at the border gate with a worried look on his face.
This demon emperor who never appears and always hides in the mist is called "Mist". He rules the vast territory in the south and is a powerful enemy of the human race. The human emperor knows exactly which demon kings he has under his command.
The liger outside the city was not Wu Ming's subordinate at all. It belonged to another demon clan emperor and somehow managed to come over.
Naturally, he could not expect this huge change.
What was even more unexpected was that the liger was not hostile to the human race, but had a grudge against King Yinping.
Under some circumstances, the whole situation may collapse.
"I still took a risk. If I didn't take the initiative to set up a trap and just focus on guarding the border, it wouldn't be like this." The Human Emperor frowned and looked sad.
There is no point in regretting at this time. If you want to save the situation, you have to pay a huge price and use the few trump cards accumulated by the human race.
While he was thinking about it, he saw a strange phenomenon, rainbow light filling the sky, falling thousands of miles away, and reflecting on the face of every strong man.
The Human Emperor was slightly startled.
The figure in the mist opposite him immediately turned around, facing away from the city gate, looking towards the rainbow light on the horizon.
After a while, the liger suddenly realized it and said in surprise:
"Wanlin Secret Realm!"
It glanced at King Yinping, who was about to fight to the death, and snorted coldly, "You're lucky, don't die recently. Wait until I come back to find you."
After saying that, he flew into the clouds and mist, and flew into the distance in a hurry.
It is not here to join the war. It does not need to abide by discipline and can leave whenever it wants.
But the monsters on the battlefield, especially those with stronger cultivation levels, including the Bear King, were also a little commotion.
The secret realm of Wanlin is opened.
Although it was inexplicably opened early, it was a strange thing that had never happened in thousands of years.
But this kind of superior secret realm contains countless opportunities. Once opened, no one wants to miss it.
The morale of the army has dissipated, and Emperor Wu Ming can only sigh:
"Withdraw."
The secret realm was opened in advance, and it had to go and check to make sure no strong person was up to something.
Several groups of monsters who came to participate in the battle retreated one after another after being ordered to do so.
A fierce offensive and defensive battle ended abruptly.
The human soldiers, including the three noble kings, all breathed a sigh of relief.
The situation just now was extremely dangerous. If the fight continued, the best result would be the death of King Yinping and the fall of a border gate.
If you are unlucky, all three kings will have to answer here.
"I feel... I am so lucky." The Human Emperor looked at the group of monsters receding like a tide, and began to feel suspicious again.
The secret realm won't open early or late, but it just opens at this time.
It was as if there was an invisible hand stirring up the situation in the dark and quietly helping the human race.
Just like the death of King Changling.
"This matter still needs to be investigated carefully." The Human Emperor made up his mind and turned to leave.
The last thing that King Changling did was to collude with the demon clan and kidnap King Qingyang's grandson.
Since we came to the border today, not far from the residence of King Qingyang, we just happened to stop by and ask about the situation...
