Chapter 326 The Demon Tribe’s Thoughts

Qian represents the yang of the sky and Kun represents the yin of the earth.

Yuan is the beginning and Mo is the end.

One of the two extreme points of the Only True Realm, the opposite of the Qianyuan Realm, and also the birthplace of the "Ghost House" - the Kunmo Realm.

Unlike the Qianyuan Realm, which is a whole huge continental world, the Kunmo Realm is composed of eighteen huge plane worlds stacked up on top of each other, and its combined area is roughly equivalent to that of the Qianyuan Realm.

There is no distinction between day and night in the Kunmo Realm, and it is located in a remote place in the boundless universe. The sun, moon, and stars are extremely far away, and their light can hardly reach them.

There is only an extremely large dark star that exists in the depths of the dimensional space. It rises and falls for eternity, spreading its dim light throughout the entire eighteen planes.

This world may seem bleak, but its civilization is equally prosperous. Not only the cultivation world, but also countless ordinary people have formed their own unique secular dynasties here.

They are not much different from humans in other places, except that their skin is abnormally fair and their temperament is more gloomy.

The equally complex and huge forces of cultivators are intertwined in the eighteen planes of the world. The Kunmo world tends to be more yin, dark, negative, destructive and death, and the laws and rules are more active. The forces of cultivators in this world also tend to be more inclined to this path.

Deep in the unknown dimension of Kunmo Realm, there is a strange, eerie and pale space, in which lies a huge continent, square and pitch black, covering an area of ​​no less than billions of miles at a glance.

Countless pitch-black palaces stood tall and continuous on it. Dense black shadows like ants shuttled back and forth between the palaces. Thousands of pitch-black giant ships tens of millions of feet long were hovering above the void of the continent.

Compared with the golden warship of the Divine Court, it is larger and more terrifying, filled with a strong smell of killing, and has countless sharp spikes protruding from it, showing its hideousness.

This is a war machine born for killing and destruction! Looking closely, the dimensional space of each battleship has been superimposed hundreds of millions of times. At first glance, there are thousands of ships, but in fact there are hundreds of billions of ships.

The place where such terrifying war forces gather, it goes without saying who the force they belong to is naturally - Ghost Mansion·War Department.

On the Dark Continent, there are ten exceptionally majestic and huge palaces, each belonging to the ten directors of the War Department.

A stream of light cut through the void and landed outside the dark palace. It stood straight and spoke indifferently:

"I would like to see the Seventh Director! There is a confidential document from the Divine Court Inspection Department that needs your review!"

quack!

The heavy door slowly opened a crack, and the dim light of dark stars projected into the dark hall. The hall was pitch black, but the light gathered above the throne. A tall and sturdy figure was leaning over the desk, his mind pouring out, and he was concentrating on checking the contents of several jade tubes.

"The Divine Court Inspection Department? No one comes here for no reason. These guys must have another mess to throw to our War Department."

The seventh director paused, looked up at the big man outside the hall, nodded and said, "Show it up!"

“Yes!”

The big man flicked his finger, and a dark golden metal ball covered with divine patterns turned into a stream of light and instantly fell on the table.

"I'll take my leave!"

Boom! The heavy door suddenly closed, and the hall fell into darkness again, making the light from the throne even brighter.

The Seventh Director lowered his eyes to the metal ball. Where the complicated divine patterns converged, the word "Top Secret" was engraved.

"Haha, let me see which force is so unlucky..."

He knew in his heart that since they had found the head of their war department, there would be nothing else to do except killing.

After all, their War Department can do nothing but kill and destroy.

His eyes fixed, and he took out a seal. On the seal with a mysterious aura were the words "Seventh" engraved.

Click, click!

When the seal was pressed on the dark gold sphere, the divine patterns on its surface suddenly spun wildly, split, and blossomed into a lotus. In the center of the flower was a finger-sized white jade tube.

The soul and thoughts probed into it, and the huge flow of information was instantly digested by the Seventh Director. A hint of understanding flashed in his deep eyes.

"Hmm, the Endless Sea Sirens? Humph, these beasts are really bold, but their methods are quite good, making it difficult for the Inspection Department to catch them."

"Unfortunately, my War Department doesn't need any evidence to take action!"

The whole story is very clear. The Sirens are colluding with foreign enemies, but the Inspection Department has not been able to obtain solid evidence and cannot take direct action due to rules.

Although the Sirens are located in the most remote endless sea area of ​​Qianyuan Realm and do not have close contacts with the three core forces of the Demon Clan, they are still part of the Demon Clan after all. If the Inspection Bureau takes forceful action to eradicate them, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the Demon Clan.

In this special period when the peak of the times is about to begin, conflicts with alien races will only intensify, and we must not alienate ourselves from the demon race, at least not before we have completely dealt with the alien races.

Whether or not he will be abandoned in the future is a matter for the future.

Although the Inspection Department could not take forceful action, it could not tolerate the alien race sticking such a big nail in the throat of the human race.

After all, that is the Qianyuan Realm, one of the two poles of the only true realm. It is extremely important and no hidden dangers can be allowed to exist. It must be destroyed, and as soon as possible.

Therefore, this mess can only be thrown to the War Department.

"It's quite simple. Hmm, what crime should we charge them with this time?"

The Seventh Director looked thoughtful, then shook his head after a moment.

"Forget it, let's just follow the old rules. We'll kill them all first, and then throw out some of the alien corpses afterwards. Haha, if we catch them red-handed, no one will dare to talk back at my War Department!"

The Seventh Director had an indifferent expression, and his words had already determined the fate of the Siren Clan. The destruction of countless lives was nothing in his eyes, especially to these forces who were collaborating with the enemy.

This kind of thing happened more than once or twice. Over countless years, a tacit understanding had been formed between the Divine Court Inspection Division and their war with the Ghost Palace.

"On the night of the heavy moon, I remember the only ancestor of the Siren Clan. Due to the characteristics of his bloodline, his strength would be weakened by 20% every night of the heavy moon. It seems that the Inspection Department has already planned it for me."

"I just don't know which ancestor took action this time?"

The Seventh Director casually put away the seal and jade tube, and tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

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In the dark shadow of the hall, a twisted black shadow slowly emerged, floating around, and instantly turned into a blurry figure kneeling under the throne.

"grown ups!"

The voice was harsh and cold, without a trace of emotion.

"An Er, go and invite the fourth, sixth, and ninth directors. I have something to discuss with them."

“Yes!”

An Er nodded slightly, then turned into a shadow and disappeared into the darkness.

The Seventh Director slowly stood up, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, a hint of thought flashing through his eyes.

"The demon race, something seems to be wrong..."

The sirens have always lived in seclusion since ancient times. They have been obedient for so many years, but now they suddenly jump out. It makes people wonder whether they are being used as a gun.

"Is it the demon race that is testing our human race? For several generations, our human race has been besieged and suppressed by the alien races. We have had no choice but to form an alliance with the demon race and use their power to fight against the alien races..."

"But our human race has been developing rapidly. The power accumulated over several eras has already surpassed that of the alien races. The demon race is no longer of much use!"

The Seventh Director narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed across them. His guess was very likely. In ancient times, before the alien races launched a large-scale attack, the human and demon races had always been hostile to each other.

Even now, the relationship is not that good. It is just forced together under external pressure.

After the alien races are completely eradicated, what will happen to the demon race? Faced with the powerful human race, the demon race is afraid and starts to plan a retreat, but it is impossible.

In the end, he even completely sided with the alien race! "Humph! A beast is a beast. If it is not of my race, its heart must be different. It is better to eliminate this fence-sitter!"

The Seventh Director suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes and slowly calmed down his thoughts. Since he could see these things, the ancestors of the Heaven Beyond Heaven would naturally see further. It was not his turn to consider what attitude they should adopt towards the demon clan.

"It seems that in order to destroy the Siren Clan, we still have to do it in a more beautiful way. This may be a test between the top leaders of the two clans. We must not give the Siren Clan a chance to lose their temper."

"The Siren, it turns out, is just a chess piece."

The Seventh Director calmed down, having seen through all the twists and turns. He just needed to discuss with the other directors to prevent any omissions.

"Hmm?! What is this aura?"

The Seventh Director was stunned and looked around. The darkness in the depths of his eyes was extremely deep and profound.

A red and black thread crossed the dimensional space and shot towards the bottom of the Kunmo world.

Silence, killing, and obscure fluctuations made the Seventh Director's heart tremble slightly.

"It's the breath of the human race..."

"Such a terrifying and strange fluctuation, which ancestor has appeared?!"

The Seventh Director narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)