Chapter 1030: Chapter 1030: Demon Clan Territory

Upon hearing Mo Qi’s words, a look of surprise involuntarily surfaced on Feng Wuchen’s face.

“Bring Chi Yuan and Xingtian out.”

Mo Qi actually ordered the release of the prisoners.

“Yes!” A tribe member replied respectfully.

“An abnormal action must have ulterior motives.” Feng Wuchen slightly frowned; he didn’t believe Mo Qi would truly release the prisoners, and even less so did he believe Mo Qi would actually regard him as the Great General of the Demon Clan.

Before long, the high-ranking members from the Immortal Tool Pavilion and Beixuan Sect along with many powerful beings indeed came out from the palace where they had been detained.

“Great General, all the people you requested are here, you may leave now,” Mo Qi said to Feng Wuchen with a smile.

Hearing Mo Qi’s words, Xingtian, the Sect Master, Chi Yuan, and the others all strangely looked towards Feng Wuchen.

What on earth was going on?

Suddenly, Cloud Sky Palace became extremely quiet, filled with a strange atmosphere.

“What exactly does he want to do?” Feng Wuchen really couldn’t figure out what Mo Qi was plotting.

Chi Yuan and Xingtian, among others who were seriously injured, all clustered towards Feng Wuchen, and neither Mo Qi nor the people of the Demon Clan tried to stop them.

“Great General, there’s no need to overthink.” Seeing Feng Wuchen’s confusion, Mo Qi smiled and said, “Great General, just take the people with you, I will not obstruct. However, I hope the Great General will not repay kindness with enmity.”

“Master, what’s going on?” asked Chi Yuan, who was seriously injured.

“Let’s go, back to the Dragon God Palace,” Feng Wuchen said in a low voice. He didn’t know what Mo Qi intended, but they had to remain vigilant.

“Master, please be extremely careful.”

Following his words, Chi Yuan and the others hastily used the transmission formation to return to the Dragon God Palace.

After everyone had left, Mo Qi still did not take any action, which made Feng Wuchen even more puzzled.

“Great General, after you,” Mo Qi gestured.

“Could this guy have tampered with something on Chi Yuan and the others? Facing Wild Panther, he showed no fear at all, could it be that the Devil Monarch is in Cloud Sky Palace?” Feng Wuchen guessed in his heart.

However, Feng Wuchen didn’t dwell on it or take action, and afterward he left Cloud Sky Palace with Wild Panther.

Feng Wuchen had never expected to rescue the people from the Immortal Tool Pavilion and Beixuan Sect so easily; everything had gone too smoothly, so smoothly that he found it hard to believe.

“Protector, are we really just letting them go? I’m worried the Devil Monarch might blame us,” a Divinity Transformation Realm powerhouse asked in confusion.

“That is what the Devil Monarch wants; give them some hope first, and then shatter it viciously. That way, we can instill fear into their souls,” Mo Qi said with an evil laugh. “Let them struggle to survive for now; killing them outright would be too boring.”

Pausing for a moment, Mo Qi added, “The Devil Monarch’s breaking of the seals signifies that the entire Mainland will soon be under the dominion of our Demon Clan. Whether we let these useless beings go or not doesn’t make a difference, because sooner or later they are all going to die!”

“So it is, truly worthy of being the Devil Monarch,” the person said with a sinister laugh.

Mo Qi said contemptuously, “Opposing the Devil Monarch is simply courting death, it’s such a pity for such a powerful genius to go to waste; humans are indeed foolish.”

“Send out the command, tell our people to construct the Demon Palace with all their might, and to sweep the domain with the fastest speed to prepare for welcoming the Devil Monarch!” Mo Qi ordered.

“Yes!” Everyone respectfully took their orders.

…

Dragon God Palace, after the great battle, was greatly weakened in vitality.

Countless cultivators across the three great domains have died tragically, and many have been captured by the Demon Clan, their fates unknown. Still more have been enslaved by the Demon Clan.

Countless cultivators are in deep distress, at risk of being killed at any moment.

The Domineering Domain and the Northern Profound Domain have been conquered, and the Wuji Domain has mostly fallen to the Demon Clan too. Now, only the Dragon God Palace remains.

The once magnificent Dragon God Palace has lost its former glory.

The high-ranking members of the Dragon God Alliance have all gathered in the Dragon God Palace. While their numbers are great, the palace is saturated with a heavy atmosphere.

“What do we do next, Hall Master?” Tianxianzi asked.

Yunyouzi replied gravely, “Though the Demon Clan army has retreated for now, the great war has only just begun. Once they consolidate their foothold in the Domineering Domain and the Northern Profound Domain, we will cease to exist.”

“We have brought disaster to the students of the academy,” Wang Jiuzhong said with a heavy heart filled with guilt.

“Everyone, go heal your wounds,” Feng Wuchen said solemnly, unable to offer a definite response or an answer.

“Feng Brother,” Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Wuchen with distress. She knew the pressure he was under, but she felt helpless to do anything for him.

Feng Wuchen left the hall with heavy steps. The gazes that followed his back were filled with a myriad of emotions–touch, admiration, gratitude, and relief–that remained unspoken for a long time.

The battle against the Demon Clan had come to a temporary halt.

The high-ranking members of the Dragon God Alliance’s various forces all entered the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower to heal their injuries and cultivate.

Atop Dan Emperor Mountain, Feng Wuchen stood alone, gazing into the distance with a complex look on his face, his thoughts unknown.

“The power of the Divine Clan.” Feng Wuchen suddenly clenched his fists, torn between hatred and longing.

The desire for great power grew increasingly intense within him, erupting like a storm within his body.

“Am I really a descendant of the Divine Clan?” Feng Wuchen grew more doubtful of his identity.

Feng Wuchen sat down in meditation, inhaling deeply to calm himself, before beginning to cultivate.

Time was what Feng Wuchen needed the most now; he had to cultivate urgently, striving to enhance his powers at the fastest pace.

“My lord.”

Days passed, and after some time, the figure of the Flame Dragon suddenly appeared.

“What is it?” Feng Wuchen asked calmly, opening his eyes slightly.

“The Shi Tian Hu has sent word that Long Tianzhan and the others have recovered from their injuries and have now proceeded to the Rakshasa tribe,” the Flame Dragon reported respectfully.

Pausing for a moment, the Flame Dragon continued, “The Demon Clan has built Demon Palaces in the Domineering Domain and the Northern Profound Domain. The former major forces have all become Demon Palaces, and the cultivators of the Mainland have become slaves to the Demon Clan.”

The Flame Dragon’s words undoubtedly meant that the Demon Clan had taken root in the Mainland, and the Domineering Domain and the Northern Profound Domain had completely fallen into the hands of the Demon Clan, leaving the cultivators of the Mainland to live in a hellish existence.

“I know,” Feng Wuchen closed his eyes again, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

In the course of half a month, the high-ranking members of the Dragon God Alliance had fully recovered, but this same half-month also granted the Demon Clan an opportunity.

Besides the Star Realm, regions like the Western Region and the Illusion Sea Realm in the Wuji Domain have all been invaded by the Demon Clan.

The Mainland’s countless resources have been monopolized by the Demon Clan, and as a result, the cultivation resources for the Dragon God Alliance have greatly diminished. Even as a Dan Emperor, Feng Wuchen cannot concoct Elixirs without herbs.

Hope for the Mainland is growing dimmer, with more and more people beginning to give up.

Seeing Feng Wuchen remain silent, the Flame Dragon spoke again, “Master, the Demon Clan may soon attack us once more. Do you have a method to resist them?”