The human race has truly been defeated.

At least here.

As the South line battlefield was destroyed, the sea defense array on the West line was also breached.

Countless South Sea Sea Demons roared up to the shore, heading straight for the Profound Iron Mine. Looting Profound Iron is nothing to be ashamed of.

As for that high-end battlefield in the sky, it was even fiercer than before, with both sides truly earnest, presumably to hold each other in check.

On one hand, the human reinforcements would soon arrive, so the three Celestial Realm Great Cultivators wanted to stall.

On the other hand, the Demon Emperor needed to win time for looting the Profound Iron Mine below.

On the ground, after the human race cultivators were defeated, they also attempted to build new defensive lines, but most failed because the South Sea Demon Race and the Southern Wilderness Demon Race finally used their advantage tactic of the demon race at this moment, gathering massive blood qi on a Second-Grade Great Demon, granting it the power equivalent to a First-Grade Great Demon, which no one could stop.

Especially without the composite array to quickly deplete it, a direct charge crumbled everything.

Many human race cultivators either died in battle or fled, but some sneaked underground, continuing to assassinate in surprise attacks.

But the demon race couldn't care less, even if some human race members were hiding in the corners resisting stubbornly, they were ordered not to attack, focused solely on looting the Profound Iron!

When Wang Wu sneaked ahead from behind, he could even see dozens, hundreds of human race cultivators regrouping, seizing the time to deploy arrays for another round of sniping.

Wang Wu also couldn't bother with them; he needed to find General Xuelang's petrified body.

Logically, Lu Wuchen and others shouldn't be able to take away its petrified body because without a Celestial First-Grade Lifebound Demon Soldiers or Lifebound Flying Sword, no one could save it.

These First-Grade Great Cultivators shouldn't have so much malicious quirkiness or a collector's obsession to want to take it back home as a collection?

Wang Wu searched desperately, even hoping for the highest-level danger perception he had already activated.

But for some reason, ever since General Xuelang was petrified, Wang Wu's danger perception couldn't appear with such clear, directional premonitions.

Like how disaster was directed to Snake Island last time, or the last time when staying was advised.

These were very clear and directional.

But now, there's no feeling at all.

In front, a huge, yet-to-be-completed port city appeared. Seeing this city, Wang Wu was startled, luckily so; this was much harder to conquer than the composite array. He would rather attack ten composite arrays than tackle such a giant city.

It's a tough nut to crack for the demon race, like a rifled gun facing a bunker, difficult to conquer with mere bravado.

Oh, unless it's a First-Grade Demon Emperor, but the problem is there would also be a First-Grade Great Cultivator on the other side.

A giant city for the human race is simply a strategic ace in developing the Great Wilderness.

"Wait!"

Wang Wu's heart trembled; he suddenly saw General Xuelang's petrified body, currently placed under the city wall, used as a cornerstone, casually as a filling stone.

A surge of anger rolled inside him but was suppressed by Wang Wu once again.

Because this unfinished giant city was not under a large-scale attack by the demon race, the entrance to the Profound Iron Mine was not here, but five hundred miles away from the giant city, where there's a huge pit. The Profound Iron Mine is inside it, and the Southern Wilderness and South Sea Two Major Demon Races have already arrayed there. Old Turtle even ordered several times through the Mountain Patrol Seal for him to go there and gather.

So, at least hundreds of thousands of defeated human race cultivators and over a million mortal craftsmen or warriors are gathered inside this unfinished giant city.

It's not something he can resolve by brute force.

So, it has to be done slowly.

Wang Wu silently approached, relying on the highest level of passive concealment, and quickly came to the bottom of the giant city. It should have been deep underwater, but the battle had just evaporated the seawater, exposing it.

General Xuelang was thus pressed beneath it, with the nearly five hundred meters high city wall above, Wang Wu could touch it but absolutely could not move it.

No, this was deliberate; it should be an idle chess piece laid by someone familiar with his relationship with General Xuelang.

This is an unfinished project, a trap prepared for him.

Because only General Xuelang's petrified head was exposed, while the body was tightly sealed within the Profound Iron, my goodness, it's not a Profound Iron chain, but a large Profound Iron block,

A block fifty meters long, fifty meters wide, and fifty meters high.

Judging by the holes left on the Profound Iron block, who knows what kind of evil, malicious mechanisms, and traps are yet to be deployed here.

Wang Wu sneered internally, shrinking down to the size of a soybean, and drilled into one of the holes; this giant Profound Iron block, he could only take it head-on.

Taking out ten Blood Qi Secret Spirit Pearls, he downed them in one go, then Wang Wu revealed his right front claw, though small, its power remained unchanged, and started scraping.

This Profound Iron block, although extraordinary, before deploying mechanism traps or restriction talismans, had a hardness equivalent to a Seventh-Grade Lifebound Flying Sword.

So Wang Wu wasn't disconcerted by this scraping, he was scraping with enthusiasm instead.

He must thank the human race old iron for sending such a big iron block!

His Celestial Sixth-Grade Lifebound Demon Soldiers just needed to keep scraping, and soon he could cut a fifty-centimeter-long-w cmiedback cross-section of Profound Iron block, throwing it into the storage pouch, these are good things, strategic-grade materials.

Don't underestimate that the quantity is small; once it accumulates, the nature changes.

Outside, the high-end game in the sky was in full swing; inside the giant city, human race cultivators were busy deploying defense arrays, cautious and alert, with no one paying attention to the iron thief under the several hundred meters deep city wall.

In no time, Wang Wu filled up one storage pouch.

Storage pouches also have their limits, especially with Profound Iron, that stuff is heavy, ten blocks and it's maxed out. It's not a matter of space but mass.

If I pack more, the space in the storage pouch will collapse.

However, Wang Wu's storage pouches have plenty of spoils now, with a total of twenty-four altogether.

In fact, he filled only ten storage pouches when he dug out General Xuelang's petrified body, but there, it still had a box tied with two iron chains like a time bomb.

On the box was engraved a line of words — "The burial place of Xiong Wu and his Wolf Wife!"

It made Wang Wu laugh.

Who is so wicked to design such a malicious trap?

Damn, it's as if they predicted Wang Wu's every thought.

Undoubtedly, this is a complete set, intricately connected, almost seamlessly, an insoluble trap.

But it's not finished yet.

Wang Wu did not dare to be careless; he carefully rubbed and cut off the surrounding profound iron, then cut the chains, and used a piece of profound iron as backing to support the box.

Only then did he pull out General Xuelang's petrified body.

Excellent, apart from being too hard, General Xuelang's petrified body was only slightly heavy, about a hundred thousand pounds, and since it was humanoid, it could still be placed in the storage pouch.

Next, Wang Wu continued to rub and cut the profound iron blocks until there was one storage pouch left, and the remaining storage pouches could no longer hold more.

At the moment, the Old Turtle had already sent Wang Wu dozens of commands, urging him to return to the team quickly or face military justice!

This time, besides the heavy losses of the West Sea Demon Race, with no time to split the spoils, the South Sea and South Wilderness Demon Race forces both gained significantly and were now preparing to retreat.

Wang Wu did not delay any longer, quickly leaving, but after walking a distance, he looked back at the box, tempted to destroy it with one blow, sure that it concealed the most terrifying, lethal killing intent, capable of taking his life.

So if it were triggered from afar, could it not overturn half a city?

Wang Wu hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not do so, preferring to let the culprit behind this design witness their masterpiece instead of killing some insignificant human race people.

Although he could not see how that person's expression changed wonderfully.

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat!"

Seen from high above, the South Sea Demon Race and South Wilderness Demon Race resembled countless ants pouring out of a giant anthill, rushing out briskly, creating a spectacular scene.

At this time, running fast was equivalent to a guaranteed win.

Wang Wu quickly merged into the retreating army, taking a detour underground to pick up Xiong Shiliu, Yuan Bupu, Wolf Bu'er, Old Niu, Little Wild Boar, and Sister Niu, putting them into his storage pouch, not even sparing the solidified stone marrow around, cutting it all down, as these were valuable items that shouldn't be wasted.

He ran over five thousand miles away in one breath, to where the underground teleportation array was.

The remaining demon soldiers from both the South Sea and South Wilderness Demon Race were fewer than three million.

By now, both sides maintained a decent relationship.

Both dispatched Third-Grade Great Demons as guardians, first allowing the demon soldiers to pass through the teleportation array, followed by their respective Great Demons.

The large teleportation array was quite formidable, with a tremendous transmission capacity, and within ten minutes, even Wang Wu was teleported through.

On site, only a Second-Grade Great Demon was left to dismantle, as they had the fastest escape speed.

To prevent pursuit.

Once dismantling was done, they immediately fled.

At this point, the four First-Grade Demon Emperors on Wang Wu's side collectively fled, and even though the three Celestial Realm First-Grade Great Cultivators wanted to leave one behind desperately, they couldn't. High-end games are like this; it's hardly possible to execute a crushing strike.

This surprise raid and plundering war ended smoothly.

——

Countless lights turned, as if a river of stars flowing backward, time escaping.

In a flash!

Wang Wu appeared on a vast square.

There was a vague sound of thunder in the sky, with countless auroras retracting.

The teleportation had ended.

Intense and fervent cheers erupted from all around.

At least ten million members of the Demon Race gathered here, yes, gathered beneath this square.

The square itself had a diameter of a hundred kilometers but was elevated, surrounded by a gigantic city.

Specifically, half city, half sea.

So is this a port city co-constructed by the South Sea Demon Race and South Wilderness Demon Race?

Moreover, it's a city without walls, entirely different from those giant human cities.

Upon observing the city's layout and overall planning, it doesn't fall short compared to the human race's side.

Who says the Demon Race is savage and ignorant?

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