The Shadow Demon Race Leader spoke with a grim tone, "This group of humans is very odd. They're not like the humans from the Eastern Region. To deal with the Flame Demon Race, they encircled the entire Flame Demon Race's territory with stone walls and then drowned all of them with water.

"The Flame Demon Race Leader was killed by a human youth. That person was at the Golden Core Realm but unleashed power equivalent to the Mahayana Realm.

"Not only that, but their coordination is also incredibly seamless. Even those humans we've encountered before couldn't compare to their cooperation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of all the Demon Race experts changed. They weren't shocked that the entire Flame Demon Race had been killed. What shocked them was that the Flame Demon Race Leader was slain by a human of the Golden Core Realm.

How could this be possible? Even if the Flame Demon Race Leader were a complete imbecile, he should still be able to crush a vast number of Golden Core Realm cultivators, right? And if he just stood there allowing a Golden Core Realm cultivator to kill him, it would probably take several days of being hacked at to succeed. Who could have imagined that the Flame Demon Race Leader would just die like that? Wasn't this just too ridiculous?

"Are you sure it was a Golden Core Realm youth who killed the Flame Demon Race Leader?" the Demon Race Leader suddenly demanded.

"Positive!" The Shadow Demon Race Leader nodded. "I witnessed it with my own eyes, and they did not discover my presence. I'm still quite confident about that."

The Demon Race Leader's face grew dark. He stared at the other Demon Race experts for a long time without a word, aware of things unknown to them.

Some time ago, news had arrived from the Sea Race that their Fishman King had been kicked to death by a human youth of the Golden Core Realm. The Fishman King was a being who had stepped into the Tribulation Realm. The Endless Sea was so vast that even the Demon Race dared not venture into it lightly, especially since the Sea Race boasted numerous experts. But who would have thought that even the Sea Race, such a formidable presence, would suffer a setback at the hands of humans? The most terrifying part was that their Fishman King was killed by a Human Race cultivator of the Golden Core Realm. Nobody would believe such an outcome, yet the Sea Race had no reason to joke about such a matter.

"It looks like the humans we've encountered this time are from the Northern Wilderness!" the Demon Race Leader said with a somber expression.

"What? Humans from the Northern Wilderness?"

"How could humans from such a desolate place have the capability to kill the Flame Demon Race Leader?"

"This is absolutely impossible! Even if the experts from the Central Domain came, the Flame Demon Race Leader would probably last for some time."

"Northern Wilderness? Humans from such a place, the strongest are only at the Void Refining Realm, right?"

The other demons scoffed at the Demon Race Leader's words. What kind of place was the Northern Wilderness? It was the most barren, least suitable region for human cultivation. Even they, the Demon Race, despised the barrenness of that place. Could humans cultivated in such a place harbor delusions of killing beings of their Demon Race? Ridiculous!

"Don't underestimate them; this group of humans is not simple," the Demon Race Leader snorted coldly. "Previously, when the Sea Race planned to occupy the Northern Wilderness, they encountered resistance from a human force. Their famed tides, a source of great pride for the Sea Race, were rendered useless against a wall constructed by that group of humans!

"Subsequently, the Sea Race's Fishman King personally got involved. I believe you're all aware of the Fishman King's power—a Tribulation Realm powerhouse of the Sea Race.

"Even so, the Sea Race still lost. The Merfolk King was killed by a young human cultivator with a single kick, and that cultivator was merely at the Golden Core Realm.

"The humans of the Northern Wilderness cannot be judged by common standards; to them, cultivation realms are nothing but a laughable joke."

GASP—

A Golden Core Realm cultivator kicked the Tribulation Realm Fishman King to death? How could that be possible? Such a tale seemed nothing short of a wild fantasy!

But these words came from the mouth of the Demon Race Leader, and there was likely no exaggeration to them.

Did that mean the Golden Core cultivator who killed the Fishman King had now come to their lands?

Damn!

If even the Tribulation Realm Merfolk King had died, how could they possibly hold out? Since when did such a formidable presence appear among the humans?

"Everyone, return to your own camps as soon as possible," the Demon Race Leader said gravely. "I fear these humans intend to pick off our Demon Race forces one by one. I will contact the Sea Race and try to get them to send experts over. I imagine they also harbor a deep hatred for this group of humans."

Ally with the Sea Race? If the opponent was truly that fearsome, then joining hands with the Sea Race wouldn't be a problem. But the key issue was, they might not be able to withstand this enemy even if reinforcements came. A Tribulation Realm expert had already perished. If they returned to their camps now, wouldn't they just be delivering themselves to death?

The Demon Race experts exchanged glances. None of them wished for these humans to appear at their own camps. They had fought hard to conquer the Southern Continent Region, emboldened by the belief that the Central Domain's Tribulation Realm experts wouldn't intervene. Who could have thought that while the Central Domain's Tribulation Realm experts made no move, a monster from the Northern Wilderness would strike instead?

"Bad news! A large group of humans has appeared in the Tree Demon Race's territory!" a member of the Shadow Demon Race rushed in from Outside, hurriedly reporting. "The Tree Demon Race's camp was set ablaze by that group of humans! Not a single Tree Demon escaped alive!"

His words were met with dead silence throughout the entire camp.

The Tree Demon Race...

All the demons turned to look at the Tree Demon Race Leader.

Who could have guessed that the next target of that group of humans would be the Tree Demon Race's camp?

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