In this way, it would be equivalent to solving a major tribulation in his Nascent Soul Formation.

Boom!

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan waved his hand and immediately collected several Tier Four corpses on the ground, placing them into the Exquisite Tower space, while also taking their storage bags.

After all, one Fifth-Grade Opportunity was inside the storage bag, and it could not be missed.

Whoosh!

After completing all this, Jiang Fan didn't linger and quickly left this place, as he was unaware if there were other Celestial Roc Race cultivators here.

He didn't want to expose himself to the Celestial Roc Race for the time being.

After all, the Human Race was still too weak, and their greatest advantage right now was hiding in the shadows, quietly developing.

Once exposed, it would be a crushing disaster.

So whatever they're doing, they need to keep hidden to avoid being discovered by the enemy.

Soon, Jiang Fan disappeared from this place and swiftly returned to the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm.

It was as if he had never appeared here at all.

.......

Right after Jiang Fan left Cangqing Peak, a number of Tier Four Demon Cultivators flew in from afar.

They immediately noticed the situation at the scene and the thick demon qi and bloody aura spreading around.

Their faces looked extremely grim.

"It seems Lord Peng Weidong is truly dead."

"Even the corpses were taken by the enemy."

A Tier Four Cultivator from the Barbarian Bull Race had an unpleasant expression.

But based on the situation at the scene, he still reached his conclusion.

That Peng Weidong and the Tier Four Cultivators had been slain by the enemy, and there's no way they survived.

"How could someone of Lord Peng Weidong's power be killed by a mere Tier Four Cultivator from the Silver Moon Wolf Race?"

"Indeed, and Lord Peng Weidong wasn't alone; he also brought a Tier Four Elder from my race."

"Are you saying that a Tier Four Cultivator from the Silver Moon Wolf Race could fight against four of them?"

Many Tier Four Demon Cultivators found it hard to believe.

They initially thought Peng Weidong's plan was foolproof, with certainty they could easily handle the Tier Four Cultivator from the Silver Moon Wolf Race without any unexpected events.

But who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, news of Peng Weidong and other cultivators' deaths spread.

This greatly shocked all the tribes.

After all, Peng Weidong was of considerable significance, being the grandson of the Tier Five Ancestor of the Celestial Roc Race.

If he were to die here, it would undoubtedly provoke the entire Celestial Roc Race's wrath, even the anger of the Tier Five Ancestor.

At that time, these tribes might not be able to withstand such rage.

"Under normal circumstances, this shouldn't be possible."

"But who can be certain that this Tier Four Elder of the Silver Moon Wolf Race didn't have other helpers?"

"If this guy intentionally disguised and lured Lord Peng Weidong into a trap, it wouldn't be impossible to kill Lord Peng Weidong."

A Clan Leader from the Red Bear Race said pensively.

He felt that he had underestimated the Silver Moon Wolf Race.

Since this tribe dared to defy the Celestial Roc Race, they must be deep-rooted and possess numerous hidden cards.

Even if four elders personally took action, they might not be able to kill the opponent.

Given the current outcome, it must be a trap set by the Silver Moon Wolf Race to ambush Peng Weidong.

"The Silver Moon Wolf Race might not be too bold."

"Killing Peng Weidong means offending the Tier Five Ancestor."

"Are they not afraid of the wrath of the Celestial Roc Ancestor?"

The Clan Leader of the Barbarian Bull Race was both shocked and angry, unable to believe the audacity of the Silver Moon Wolf Race, feeling they were too reckless.

After all, the fury of a Tier Five Ancestor wouldn't be easy to appease.

Even a small mistake could lead to the annihilation of their entire tribe.

"Heh, haven't they offended the Celestial Roc Race before without inciting the anger of the Tier Five Ancestor?"

"Now they've merely slain another Celestial Roc Cultivator."

"For them, it's no big deal."

"Furthermore, I believe their scheme is not limited to this."

"The Silver Moon Wolf Race likely set the trap here to frame our tribes."

"And even force us to rebel."

The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race spoke pensively, feeling he had seen through the sinister intentions of the Silver Moon Wolf Race.

But even if they saw through it, it was meaningless, for it was an open plan.

Even if detected, they couldn't resist.

"To force us to rebel? That's too exaggerated, isn't it? How does that even begin?"

Clan Leaders from various tribes frowned, looking at the Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race.

"Foolish."

"Now, the one dead is the Tier Five Ancestor's own grandson."

"This matter will definitely provoke the wrath of the Celestial Roc Ancestor."

"Moreover, the place where he died is our tribal territory."

"If the Celestial Roc Race can't trouble the Silver Moon Wolf Race, won't they trouble us instead?"

The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race said helplessly.

"You're saying the Celestial Roc Race may likely vent their anger on our tribes?"

The Clan Leader of the Barbarian Bull Race's face changed, instantly understanding the other's meaning.

The other Demon Race Clan Leaders weren't foolish either, immediately realizing the intention of the Blood Spider Race's Clan Leader.

"It's not very likely, but certain."

"You all know the nature of the Celestial Roc Race."

"Vindictive, fierce and cruel, and very stingy."

"It's always them benefiting, never other tribes benefiting from them."

"Now that Peng Weidong is dead, they will definitely seize the opportunity to make a fuss."

"At that time, we won't know how many cultivators will die or how much treasure will be lost."

The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race said.

Undoubtedly, the brutality of the Celestial Roc Race was notorious.

They dominated the Western Continent for so long, always as the sole rulers.

Any race that angered them would be enslaved at best, annihilated at worst.

But due to the Celestial Roc Race's mighty strength, they always dared to be angry but remained silent.

"But even if so, we don't necessarily need to rebel against the Celestial Roc Race, right?"

Many Demon Race Clan Leaders were still very fearful of the Celestial Roc Race.

After all, the notorious name of the Celestial Roc Race had long been ingrained in the demon heart.

Any Demon Race daring to rebel against them was basically erased.

"True, maybe the anger of the Celestial Roc Race isn't that terrifying."

"But are you willing to bet?"

"If the bet is lost, then the entire race will be wiped out."

"Even if the bet is won, we can hardly gain any benefit."

"Knowing the Celestial Roc Race's nature, I think the odds of losing the bet are high."

"So my Blood Spider Race won't bet on the Celestial Roc Race's kindness."

"If you wish to bet, go ahead."

The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race sneered.

Upon hearing this, the other Demon Race Clan Leaders fell silent; they had to admit the Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race was reasonable, and they couldn't bet on the Celestial Roc Race's kindness, nor bet that the Tier Five Ancestor wouldn't vent his anger on them.

Because they were simply too fragile.

Continuing like this would only lead to the conclusion of extinction.

"What do you plan to do?"

A Tier Four Demon Cultivator inquired.

"Isn't it obvious? Definitely move the clan."

"After all, staying here means only being enslaved by the Celestial Roc Race, better to run away."

"I want to find a place to hide and get through this chaotic war period."

"Honestly, I don't want to face the Tier Five Ancestor's wrath."

The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race said straightforwardly, stating his intention to escape.

If they can't fight, can they not hide?

After all, the Western Continent is vast and boundless.

Find any place and temporarily hide.

And now the Celestial Roc Race couldn't even manage themselves.

As long as they hide, the Celestial Roc Race won't waste time pursuing them.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Demon Race Clan Leaders immediately lit up; they couldn't deny that hiding was indeed a good choice.

This not only avoids the wrath of the Tier Five Ancestor but also the chaos of war.

It was truly killing two birds with one stone.

"The Clan Leader of the Blood Spider Race is indeed wise; we do need to hide."

"Furthermore, we must keep this information sealed, making sure not to expose it, to delay time for our migration."

"Agreed, after all, it's a dead-end, why stay here waiting for death."

"The Celestial Roc Race appears strong, but the Silver Moon Wolf Race is not weak; the Celestial Roc Race might even fall someday."

"You're right; we shouldn't die with the Celestial Roc Race; when the war is not yet won, our people would be wiped out and all loyal to the Celestial Roc Race."

"The Celestial Roc Race is not righteous to us, nor are we kind to them."

Many Demon Race Clan Leaders discussed.

They immediately decided to relocate their tribes, migrating to other places to escape the war.

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