Grandpa Tree hurriedly came and went, not knowing who he went off to persuade next.

Wang Wu originally wanted to inquire about the Great Illusion King Insect, but in the end, he didn't ask.

Overall, Grandpa Tree did not seem as evil as rumored; he answered every question, and although uncertain, Wang Wu felt that what he said was most likely true.

Because he carried the aura of those who came before.

Desperately struggling and striving, yet ultimately powerless to turn the tide.

And it was a visible trajectory.

"Spirit Monster, no wonder there was talk of demon spirit monsters before. The Monster Race is waning, the Spirit Race is lingering, only the Demon Race can still uphold, and the Human Race has become the protagonist of fortune?"

Wang Wu sighed. That's all he could do. He had struggled for survival till now, barely having a foothold. But, should he really seek refuge with the Southern Wilderness Left Demon Emperor?

He hesitated for just a second before deciding he must go. Not for anything else, but to retrieve General Xuelang's petrified body, even though reviving it seemed hopeless.

Though he was no longer human, he needed some belief to support him.

Moreover, by himself, he couldn't possibly retrieve General Xuelang under the noses of two Celestial Realm First-Grade Great Cultivators.

With this thought, Wang Wu hesitated no longer, immediately heading south for five thousand miles. The waters along the way were quite calm, indicating that the Human Race had not taken a sea route to develop the Profound Iron Mine.

They likely took a northern route, skirting the edge of the Black Forest, passing through Centipede Ridge, Heavenly Dao Mountain, and Great Snow Mountain to return to Human Territory. This route was quite laborious.

After all, they couldn't traverse or fly over the Evil Wind Desert.

So it seems that the Human Race hasn't yet mastered dominion over the sea, and it's no wonder the Sea Sirens can still be so wanton and mischievous.

If in the future, the Human Race can secure a direct sea outlet in any direction, it will be the era of exploiting and plundering the Sea Demons.

Thinking of this, estimating the location was nearby, Wang Wu took out the Jade Seal. It didn't seem special, but after wandering around, a squad of ferocious Sea Patrol Demon Soldiers charged over upon sighting it. Wang Wu couldn't help but think of the River Patrol Demon Soldiers he had seen in the Xijiang River back then.

Five Frog Demons, three Shrimp Demons, along with two Sea Turtles… cutting through waves with vigor, with an average strength of Sixth Grade.

In a place like North Mountain, they could serve as commanders.

"Hey? Whose waist token is this!"

A Shrimp Demon stepped forward and snatched the Jade Seal from Wang Wu, its eyes as large as wine jars, looking around wildly.

Wang Wu could only snatch it back, scaring the demon so much it almost wet itself.

Are you of the Lobster family?

"Excuse me, could you please lead the way? It was Grandpa Tree who introduced me here to seek an audience with the Southern Wilderness Left Demon Emperor!"

Wang Wu hopped a few times on the water surface, causing a huge splash, which finally got the attention of the Sea Patrol Demon Soldiers, who noticed the tiny Wang Wu, as small as a soybean.

"Hey, where did this little bean come from? It can talk, that's amusing..." The Shrimp Demon seemed pleased, and the next second, it was slapped aside by the big Sea Turtle behind it.

Ignorant creature!

"Please don't mind, O grand one. This small one failed to recognize you. Please follow this small one!"

The big Sea Turtle grinned ingratiatingly.

Wang Wu directly jumped onto its back, finding the ride quite pleasant; he had finally joined the grand ones' table.

This small squad of Sea Patrol Demon Soldiers quickly plunged into the depths of the sea, diving nearly ten thousand meters when a dense sea forest appeared ahead.

It was the same kind of plants Wang Wu had seen in the North Sea, enormous and densely packed, traversing through was like a maze.

At this time, Wang Wu's Spirit Essence could already sense Spiritual Qi fluctuations ahead. Besides, he could also see numerous Sea Demon Guards here. Every short distance, a Sea Demon Leader would inquire, managing the area quite strictly.

Until a massive bubble pit appeared in front, Wang Wu finally saw the Southern Wilderness Demon Race Legion, yet it wasn't as grand as expected. At first glance, it seemed a bit scant.

There were only a few thousand demons idly sleeping, playing cards, piling stakes, or daydreaming.

However, if one's strength was sufficient, they could see that the lineup here was quite luxurious.

Because, the First-Grade Great Demon, the Southern Wilderness Left Demon Emperor, was transformed into a flea, sitting idly on a small stone.

There were five Second-Grade Great Demons, all of the Great Ape King, Mad Tiger King caliber, transformed into soybeans, broad beans, or egg, quail egg, and pigeon egg sizes.

And at least three hundred Third-Grade Great Demons, were uniformly transformed into footballs, basketballs or the size of mice, kittens, chickens, ducks, geese, little pigs, and calves.

Then, at the very center where there were unmistakable Spiritual Qi fluctuations, should be the Teleportation Array.

This truly appeared to be a war initiated by the southern wilderness strong ones!

Compared to the previous West Desolate Demon Race, it was indeed a world of difference.

"Please, sir!"

The Sea Demons leading Wang Wu had now transformed into two Fourth-Grade Sea Demons, who, after asking Wang Wu's name, maintained a very respectful attitude.

Upon Wang Wu stepping into the bubble pit, he immediately felt a heaviness over his entire body, with hundreds of substantial gaze-like presences focused on him, inducing great pressure.

Even if all the great demons didn't release any aura.

In fact, they wouldn't, as they were in hibernation, not in a fight for dominance.

Wang Wu behaved as if no one else was around, walking directly to the smallest flea, bowed calmly, which seemed absurd, a man the size of a soybean bowing to a flea-sized being.

"Younger Brother Xiong, no need for formalities."

"I've heard about General Xuelang, and I'm deeply saddened. It was one of the few leaders in the West Wilderness with backbone, vision, and prowess. Its choice did not disgrace the honor of our Demon Race."

"I also hope you can accept this loss with fortitude."

Unexpectedly, the Southern Wilderness Left Demon Emperor's words were quite pleasant. Although it looked like a middle-aged person whose true form was not visible, the only feeling was its immense strength, even though it had hidden its aura completely.

Wang Wu expressed his gratitude with another bow, then presented the jade seal that Grandpa Tree had given him, surprisingly, the Left Demon Emperor just waved his hand, "The identity recognition seal of the Old Tree Spirit is of little use. Since you are willing to join my Southern Wilderness, you should use our Southern Wilderness's Mountain Patrol Seal. Here, I have already prepared a forest covering five hundred miles for you to govern; it is your fief. This Mountain Patrol Seal contains a trace of my aura, as long as I am alive, it signifies you are under my command."

This time, Wang Wu stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and received the Mountain Patrol Seal, "Thank you for your generosity, I, Xiong Wu, am willing to defend the Southern Wilderness Demon Race!"

"Very well, from today onwards, you are my Bear Vanguard. In times of war, you must charge at the front. If you can be the first to break the formation, I will reward you handsomely!"

Having said this, the Left Demon Emperor pointed a finger, and a red blood qi appeared on the small Mountain Patrol Seal in Wang Wu's hand, like a small flag with the word Vanguard written on it!

Without a doubt, when war breaks out, this would transform into a Vanguard Banner!

Wang Wu suddenly recalled the scene from fifty years ago at the foot of the Great Black Mountain where the Snow Mountain Demon Legion charged into battle, Old Niu's elder brother was the vanguard, unfortunately, he ended up a pincushion, dying young.

Last time, he could get through by being inactive, but this time, it wouldn't be so easy.

This wasn't the Left Demon Emperor making things difficult.

He had joined under conditions equivalent to a Third-Grade Great Demon.

Therefore, the Left Demon Emperor personally greeted him and said many nice words. Most importantly, a forest covering five hundred miles means he could earn at least a million points of Spirit Essence every day.

He had to justify this benefit.

In fact, at this moment, Wang Wu could sense many scornful or dissatisfied glances.

The Southern Wilderness Demon Race is strong, they wouldn't be convinced by a demon from the West Wilderness, even if this demon's great-grandfather was Xiong Pi, or even if this demon was wanted by the human Lu Wuchen.

He had to prove on the battlefield that he had the strength to hold his fief.

And he also had to return alive.

After saying all this, the Left Demon Emperor closed his eyes, continuing to be absent-minded, a Xiong Wu really wasn't worth his special attention.

This was also normal, that even existences like Lu Wuchen or Liu Wujiu valued Wang Wu not for his current strength, but for his potential threat in the future.

And the Left Demon Emperor wasn't worried about falling out with Wang Wu; there was no old grudge or recent feud. If you grow into the second Bear Demon Emperor in the future, that's a concern for the future. For now, looking up to you a bit, saying some nice words, is already pretty good.

After all, others also have trusted confidants and must consider the way to manage subordinates.

Wang Wu once again expressed his gratitude, then saluted the five Second-Grade Great Demons. Some nodded, some smiled faintly, some closed their eyes, and some were indifferent.

He didn't mind, thinking someone should arrange things for him or introduce everyone's names or positions, but none of that happened.

So he went over to the group of Third-Grade Great Demons, found a spot, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

From beginning to end, apart from some looks, no one paid attention to him, even the owners of those scornful or defiant glances made no further move.

Though Wang Wu appeared to meditate, he was actually carefully observing these Third-Grade Great Demons.

No choice, the Left Demon Emperor was entirely inscrutable. The five Second-Grade Great Demons weren't much clearer; Passive Concealment wasn't a talent exclusive to the Ancient Bear Race.

He could only discern these Third-Grade Great Demons.

This surely wasn't the entire main force of the Southern Wilderness, as they needed to keep reserves, and wasn't there also a Right Demon Emperor?

Still, from small details, one could glimpse the spirit and overall strength of the Southern Wilderness Demon Race.

Especially with his Level 12 Spirit Essence, and Inheritance Soul Jade plus attribute bar assessment, it's easy to score them.

The result of this rough observation was indeed quite surprising.

In the West Wilderness's Third-Grade Great Demons, Ape King and General Xuelang were considered top-notch. At most, add one more, Tiger Roar, the one whose fox concubine was unfaithful.

The rest were of little use.

After all, there's Lu Wuchen executing a millennium-long strategy of accelerated growth.

In contrast, the Southern Wilderness obviously nurtured its talented demons very steadily.

A total of 352 Third-Grade Great Demons, among them, 132 possessed two Demon Pills.

Within that, there were even 18 holding three Demon Pills, undoubtedly confidants and core members.

Of course, the rest uniformly had one Demon Pill each.

Wang Wu also noticed, among those with only one Demon Pill, 19, like himself, had received the red Vanguard Flag.

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