There are only two years left in the ten-year agreement, and the already precarious window paper between the two races has finally been broken by the human race.
The so-called surprise attack is all about quick victory. The fact that the Thirteenth Sea of the Demon Realm was captured within a day shows how well prepared the human race was and how powerful the force they mobilized was.
Over the past eight years, the human race has apprehended numerous demon spies. Six elders from Mount Taihua alone were found to be colluding with the demons, while two city lords from the Demonic Palace were also secretly involved with the demons. Of course, the demons have also apprehended numerous human spies, and both races are working tirelessly to cleanse their ranks of any tainted individuals.
This time, the Thirteenth Sea was taken over with incredible speed. Before the demons could react, the Demon Lord swung his whip and blew away the head of the Thirteenth Sea Lord.
This incident boosted the confidence of the human race and greatly increased their morale. Taking advantage of this momentum, the human race began to attack the Twelfth Sea.
Upon learning of this, Luo Jianqing's first reaction was: something must have gone wrong. He immediately turned to look at Xuan Lingzi, only to see that the latter looked calm, not even a hint of surprise. Instead, he lowered his eyes and stared at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.
Luo Jianqing's eyes turned, and he immediately understood: "Master, you knew it a long time ago!"
Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi were currently training in the Maojia Land, one of the four most dangerous areas. This land was filled with damp swamps. The plains were filled with methane, while the mountainous areas were filled with miasma. This land contained the obsessions of many deceased masters, and was also known as the "Boneyard."
The land of Maojia can naturally absorb human resentment, so training here can strengthen one's will and sharpen one's spirit.
However, the purpose of Luo Jianqing's trip was not to temper his own spirit, but to find something.
Listening to his disciple's question, Xuan Lingzi narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer. Luo Jianqing, however, frowned and asked anxiously, "Master, why not wait another two years? Eight years ago, our human race was ambushed by the demons, suffering heavy losses, and we have yet to fully recover. If we wait another two years, recuperating, perhaps we will see better results."
Xuan Lingzi raised his eyes to look at the anxious Luo Jianqing. His gaze lingered on the young man for a long moment before he sighed and spoke, "The reason the human race suffered heavy casualties eight years ago was because the demon race suddenly launched an attack. We were caught up in events in the Far North, so we didn't have time to react. Both races knew that the ten-year agreement would inevitably last for more than five years, but it certainly couldn't possibly last for a full ten years."
Luo Jianqing knew this, but he still said, "Both tribes are waiting for the right time, but why now?"
There was a bright light flashing in the slender and handsome phoenix eyes. Xuan Lingzi wanted to say something but stopped, so Luo Jianqing asked again.
Under a clear, bright sky, the white-robed venerable stood amidst the mountains. The miasma of the mountains permeated the air, making his expression hazy and unable to see clearly. His cold, elegant face held only calmness and indifference. He stared at Luo Jianqing, his lips moving, and after a long moment, he whispered the reason.
This reason made Luo Jianqing stunned, his heart trembling violently, but he was unable to refute it.
"Mo Qianqiu, I can't wait any longer."
Three days later, Luo Jianqing retrieved a jade stone from the depths of the Pleiades Land and incorporated it into the Frost Floating Sword, perfecting the blade. This time, during his training in the Pleiades Land, in addition to cultivating his spirit along the way, Luo Jianqing's greatest goal was to reach the depths of the Pleiades Land and find a unique spiritual stone with which to forge the Frost Floating Sword.
Luo Jianqing's cultivation had already reached the half-step stage of transcending tribulation. To withstand the inevitable life-or-death thunder tribulation that would come his way, he naturally had to make thorough preparations. The Frost Floating Sword was originally an Earth-grade sword, but after being tempered by the Subaru Jade, it had already been elevated to the mid-grade Heaven-grade, with the potential to further advance to the ultimate Heaven-grade.
However, Luo Jianqing searched the vast Pleiades for three days and only found one Pleiades Jade. This jade was too rare, and Luo Jianqing didn't have much time to search for it, so he had to give up and quickly turn around to rush to the Thirteen Seas battlefield.
There are three reasons why the human race launched a surprise attack this time.
The first is to take advantage of the demon clan's lack of preparedness and catch them off guard.
Secondly, the battlefield must be determined to be a demonic realm. Otherwise, if the war were to start in the Thirty-Six States, it would inevitably be another devastating disaster.
The last reason is that Mo Qianqiu's time is up and he can't wait any longer.
Eight years ago, Luo Jianqing had heard from Venerable Yuqingzi that, due to repeated serious injuries, Mo Qianqiu's time was already less than fifty years. For a Venerable who had lived for over two thousand years, this was undoubtedly a blink of an eye. Fifty years, while other great Mahayana masters might spend more than that in seclusion, for the Demon Lord, he only had fifty years left.
Wars between two tribes usually last for more than a hundred years.
How long can the Demon Lord last?
What kind of disadvantages will humanity face after his death?
All of this is worth considering for everyone, and the time to actually start the war must be determined.
Xuan Lingzi also said, "Any cultivator approaching their end will experience a significant decline in strength. Your great-grandmaster regressed from the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm to the early stage within a hundred years before his death. Ten days ago, the headmaster sent a message to me, saying that while Mo Qianqiu's strength is still suppressed and hasn't declined, he won't be able to hold out for another ten years. At the end of the ten-year period, his strength might be inferior to the headmaster's, or even... possibly even to Guanglingzi's."
Xuan Lingzi spoke calmly, as if he was just stating a trivial fact. However, in Luo Jianqing's ears, he instantly painted a cruel picture.
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