“Father, we are now in a dead end. If we go in, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if we don’t go in, we will surely die.” Xue Bingling’s expression was firm, and her voice was clear and gentle, with a natural soothing magic as she persuaded, “That god general is the master of our ancestors, so he must recognize the aura of our clan; if he has even a trace of divine thought left, he will not abandon our clan’s life or death.”
"Moreover, with the current strength of the demon race, they could easily concentrate their forces and advance straight in. But instead, they chose to spend time and effort on a full encirclement and siege. Why is that?" Shang Xiye patiently explained.
“Because they’re afraid we’ll run away,” Xue Bingling replied tacitly.
"Why are they afraid you'll escape? Are they afraid that a few small beasts might stir up some trouble and seek revenge?" Shang Xiye looked at Xue Moqian with a profound gaze.
Xue Moqian and several elders' faces gradually turned pale. He moved his lips and said, "No, the demons have always been cruel and ruthless, whether towards others or themselves. They are not afraid of us accumulating strength to retaliate. They are afraid that we will take the things away."
Shang Xiye's guidance instantly awakened all the snow foxes present.
Knowing the demons' intentions, no one objected to the proposal to enter the God's Tomb.
Just then, Shang Xiye's expression suddenly changed—
He sensed the presence of the demon mask!
The demon mask was also teleported to this dimension!
At the edge of the Monster Forest, Ghost Face also truly sensed Shang Xiye's presence.
But it doesn't have time to get excited right now.
It now darts through the massive monster army like a butterfly, and every time it peeks out and lands, it faces thousands of gaping maws with bared fangs and overflowing saliva. It's a true race against time; the slightest mistake could mean certain death!
"Holy crap, holy crap, hidden infinite combo, I'm going to become a god!"
"Aaaaah, my paws were almost bitten off!"
"You're so damn ugly, and you still want to eat me? I'll give you a fart... and it'll kill you!"
Ghostface muttered incoherently as he leaped and bounded around the center of the monster army.
Each time it stealthily leaps, it can instantly advance dozens to hundreds of meters.
These magical beasts could see it, but couldn't catch it, and immediately became agitated and roared angrily, almost going berserk.
Finally, the commotion caused by Ghost Face attracted several high-level magical beasts hidden in the magical beast army.
They slowly raised their prostrate bodies from the army of demonic beasts, their humanoid torsos billowing with thick, inky demonic energy.
The black demonic mist continued to devour the low-level demonic beasts around it, constantly growing stronger and more powerful.
Finally, they took the form of a humanoid bull with horns, about four meters tall, and held long forks formed from demonic energy.
The black fork was over ten meters long, gleaming with a chilling dark light, almost tangible.
Ghost Face felt a chilling, bone-chilling, eerie aura emanating from the long forks, making his fur tremble in fright.
A sense of crisis he had never felt before arose in his heart:
It felt like a sharp sword was at your throat, the kind of feeling that comes with facing death!
"Holy crap, what the hell is this thing?" Ghost Face couldn't help but glance back, and screamed in terror, disregarding his image, "Master, you son of a bitch, if you don't share your divine sense location with me, you're going to erect a monument for me!"
The divine telepathic transmission had not yet finished!
The several humanoid bull-horned demons raised their long forks and hurled them fiercely at the demon face!
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