Chapter 127
The human race’s spiritual vein...is protected.
You can imagine what happened next.
After the boiling, there is dead silence, and after the dead silence, there is silent surrender and retreat.
Originally, no demon dared to act rashly, but once there was a first one, there would be a second one.
The demon who was pointed at by Ning Chen with a knife had a livid face.
If possible, no Mahayana demon would want to be an enemy of Tianxiao.
Except for the former leader of the Black Tide who had the brain to challenge the position of Demon Lord.
But the current situation is special. All the demons are now on the same front. Ning Chen wants to instigate other demons to rebel against his own people!
The Mahayana demon pointed at by Bu Nian said in a low and terrifying voice: "Demon Lord Tianxiao, never forget your own racial identity! You were always overshadowed by the human race's Holy Son. Have you forgotten how much you hated him? Why would you help this group of humans?"
Based on what?
Ning Chen sneered.
He said, "I don't quite understand it either. If you ask me, I will tell you."
“…”
No words for a moment.
Everyone was paying close attention to this unprecedented war. There were so many things happening on the battlefields between the two tribes that the latest news could be transmitted back to the two tribes' bases within half an incense stick of time, so the news was almost synchronized.
The threatening words of the Mahayana demons spread throughout the entire Demon Realm. Some obeyed the orders and were on guard, while others were panic-stricken and at a loss. This created some obstacles for Mingri Agui and others to carry out Ning Shen's orders.
But this obstacle is easily solved.
After many days of rigorous training in the Dark Day, the two tribes of Demon Realm, Canglang and Canaan, have now been able to form a neat and orderly team. They shuttle among the tribes and recruit people openly under the noses of the demons.
The Demon Realm's attack on the world of cultivation was so big that everyone in the world knew about it. Almost all the forces in the Demon Realm were mobilized, and the forces left behind in the Demon Realm's base camp could only ensure that no human beings came to steal their homes.
However, these remaining forces can defend against external enemies, but they may not be able to defend against internal traitors.
Mei Riben was born in the Kuroshio. Although he didn't know everything about the operation and defense of large tribes, he at least knew a thing or two.
The most important thing is that Mingri has people in his hands who are enough to shock and fight against the remaining demons. At the same time, Ning Shen’s words also echoed in their ears, making the demons caught in the middle hesitant.
Should he choose to trust his leader and fight against the Great Demon Lord of the Realm of Silence, or should he play it safe and be a fence-sitter?
After all, Demon Lord Tianxiao said that no one would survive the killing except the Holy Son of the human race.
…
With the Demon Lord's own strength and the shock brought by his promise, coupled with the flexible adaptability of Mingri and others, it was not a difficult task to take in and settle most of the old, weak and disabled people left in the tribe.
The two tribes set out immediately upon receiving Ning Chen's order. Canglang and Canaan both activated the restrictions in their tribes, which was a backup plan that Ning Chen had left for them in order to prevent forced conscription from happening again.
Except Ning Chen, no one can open the restrictions over Canglang and Canaan.
The outcome of this battle was almost certain. Ning Chen's tall and mighty figure was also projected into the sky above the Demon Realm. Mingri looked up in the tribal restriction and saw the master he followed, dressed in black and gilded clothes, flying in the air, looking majestic and awe-inspiring. A fierce devil's aura was burning on his sword. No one dared to look Ning Chen in the eye.
This is the wise master that Mingri personally chose to follow.
Mingri remembered that Ning Chen had asked him why a demon like him in the Kongming period was so obsessed with recognizing his master.
Mingri didn't remember whether he had answered his Lord, but at this moment, when he and his fellow tribesmen were protected in a powerful ban, far away from the war, killing and bloodshed, Mingri suddenly understood Ning Chen's thoughts.
Not taking part in the war is the best protection for them.
Before this, in their eyes, the Demon Lord was just a demon who didn't care about other people's lives, had a strange temper, and had profound cultivation.
However, now this Demon Lord, who was believed to not care about the eyes of the three realms, had a private affair with the Son of Humanity, and only cared about his own happiness, now stood in front of everyone and gave the most secure promise he could.
The Lord has never asked for anyone's following and loyalty, but it is precisely this powerful strength and the decisive style of doing what he says that makes the demons want to dedicate their soul fire and loyalty to him from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, Mingri suddenly felt extremely lucky and honored.
He looked at the figure that he could never reach, and for the first time, he felt sincere admiration from the bottom of his heart.
In the Demon Realm, the scene of Mingri and Agui snatching people from the hands of demons was simultaneously projected onto the battlefield between the two tribes.
More and more low- and middle-level demons began to put down their weapons. They crossed their arms and stroked their chests, leaning slightly in the direction of Ning Shen.
That action represents submission and obedience in the etiquette of the demons.
The Mahayana demons present all looked unhappy.
Ning Chen's behavior was almost like pulling the devil's heart in front of them. As tribal leaders, how could they feel comfortable being compared to Ning Chen?
However, in fact, Ning Chen never asked for any territory, tribe or resources. He just asked them to withdraw their troops by using the promises he could give.
If you think about what these demons paid, they just gave up the spiritual veins that were about to be obtained. But if polluting the spiritual veins really had a backlash effect on the demons, it was natural for them to give up.
On the contrary, it was Ning Shen who took on part of the responsibility of protecting them. Comparing it this way, they actually made a profit.
Some Mahayana demons suddenly felt a little weird in their hearts.
“…”
On the battlefield of Liuyun Sect, one of the Mahayana demons who failed to stop Ning Chen from killing the leader of the Black Tide pondered for a while and said, "If you fulfill your promise, the Yuqing tribe will evacuate."
Ning Chen said, "Go quickly, I won't see you off."
"Who can guarantee that the Demon Lord won't use our relatives to threaten us?"
Chief Yu Qing looked towards the source of the voice and said, "Your original tribal leader is still alive. The one who threatened you with his relatives is the leader of the Crystal Hunting Tribe. If he wants to kill demons across tribes, he must have asked for the opinions of all the tribal leaders. Don't you agree, Demon Lord?"
Ning Chen stared at the leader of the Crystal Hunting Tribe with his dark red eyes. He paused when he heard the words, then turned his head and looked at Chief Yu Qing expressionlessly.
The leader of the Yuqing tribe clearly read a message in those eyes:
Get lost, stop talking so much nonsense.
Leader Yu Qing easily landed and took his men away.
There are only eternal interests - Ning Chen grasped this point accurately.
Ning Chen doesn't care who is loyal or follows him. He has the chips, so he can use them to exchange what he wants with others.
Most of the demons have evacuated their respective battlefields, and the outcome of this tough battle has almost been determined.
The human race’s spiritual vein...is protected.
The author has something to say:
Finish what needs to be done first. I am not very strong today. I will continue to be strong when I calm down. tt (get beaten) (run away with head in hands)