Central Region,
Liu Family,
Blood Immortal Forbidden Land.
The Blood Immortal Forbidden Land had been rebuilt, its formations repaired. Within the great pit, countless layers of corpses had reappeared.
Liu Naiweng sat on the Blood Immortal Realm, his body suffused with blood energy, his eyes crimson, like a demon crawling from hell, utterly devoid of his former immortal demeanor.
Before him stood thirty Demon Commanders, the two Liu family Tribulation Transcenders, Liu Zhongwu and Liu Huafan, as well as the Tribulation Transcending Ancestors from Kai Tian Sword Sect and the Huo family.
The apex fighting strength of the Demon Alliance had all gathered here.
"Thank you all for your assistance. My Blood Immortal Realm is finally rebuilt. I detest that scoundrel Wan Lei for shattering the Blood Immortal Realm that you esteemed Demon Commanders painstakingly built for me, rendering all efforts in vain. The mere thought fills me with such hatred that I wish to feast on his flesh and sleep on his skin!"
Liu Naiweng, seated on the Blood Immortal Realm, his eyes crimson, gnashed his teeth, wishing to dismember Wan Lei immediately.
"Enough. Strengthen your defenses in the future and do not let that scoundrel infiltrate again. If he breaks the Blood Immortal Realm again, we will not have the ability to help you set it up a third time.
Our arrival in your Lei Feng Realm was hasty, and the main army was entirely cut off. We have no logistical support. The materials we carried are only enough for two more setups for you.
If he breaks it again, do not even think about ascending to immortality."
"Rest assured. It was my carelessness previously, and most of our people were not present, which allowed that scoundrel to take advantage of the opportunity. If that scoundrel dares to come again, I will definitely offer his corpse to fuel my Blood Immortal Realm.
That is the blood energy and destiny of a Son of the Plane, hehehe..."
A sinister smile played on Liu Naiweng's lips, sending chills down one's spine.
"Stop thinking about all that nonsense. Hurry up and break through to the immortal realm, open the cosmic barrier, and welcome our demon reinforcements. That is the priority. Do not dwell on anything else."
"Why wait for the Demon Lord's descent? With our strength, we can directly sweep through the Lei Di Hall, and the remaining families will surrender at the mere sight of us, becoming our slaves.
I simply don't understand why the demon race, despite their immense power, always prefers to fight only when victory is assured.
Must we wait for the Demon Lord to descend before attacking? Why bother? It only gives the opponent opportunities to grow and strengthen.
It would be better to strike while they are still weak..."
"You know nothing!"
Liu Naiweng was interrupted by Qiong Ku's furious rebuke before he could finish.
"First, that Wan Lei is no longer the weakling you speak of. He has grown, possessing the strength to fight against all of us Demon Commanders and retreat unharmed. Dealing with Wan Lei requires more than ten Demon Commanders to ensure absolute victory. Second, Sons of the Plane are born with the destiny of a plane, destined to save the world. Such individuals can always turn the tide at critical moments and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
Even if you eliminate all possibilities of failure, you must never underestimate a Son of the Plane.
No matter how unreasonable, illogical, or unbelievable something may seem, if it happens to a Son of the Plane, it is normal.
While we may win overtly by attacking them, do not forget that the Heavenly Will of the Lei Feng Realm still stands with Wan Lei.
You don't think the Heavenly Will is on our side, do you?
Third, our attack on the Lei Feng Realm is not just about occupying it. We aim to seize the Heart of the Universe and transform it into a universe suitable for our demon race, making this place a stronghold for us.
But how will we find and transform the Heart of the Universe? Will it be you or me? It has to be the Demon Lord.
It is regrettable that we were deceived by that scoundrel Wan Lei last time. We thought that by following the descent of the Heavenly Will, we could find the Heart of the Universe.
Without the Demon Lord's descent and the inability to transform the Heart of the Universe, what is the point of conquering the Lei Feng Realm? What is the point of occupying it?
Once the Wu Xing Hall army arrives, we will be slaughtered like chickens and dogs. Do you think the positive and negative wars are that simple?"
"Wu Xing Hall... Wu Xing Hall... What is this Wu Xing Hall that you fear so much?"
Liu Naiweng's gaze turned unfriendly.
"Hmph, a mere ant from the Central Spirit Plane, and you presume to witness the might of Wu Xing Hall?
It is the leader of the billions of universes in your positive plane, the controller of the entire positive plane. Its armies are spread across the entire positive plane and the Sea of Bitterness battlefield. With just a small detachment, it can crush us with a single palm, understand?!
Do you think a small Lei Feng Realm is important? It is very important to you, but to the entire positive and negative battlefield, this place is merely a ripple in the ocean."
"Alas, those matters are too far removed for me. I do not wish to consider them.
However, if that scoundrel does not die, I will not be reconciled. I wish to grind his bones to dust immediately."
"Do you think I don't want to kill him? But that scoundrel is hiding in the Lei Di Hall. How can we kill him? We had such a great opportunity last time, when the scoundrel came to our lair alone. What a perfect chance.
It's a pity. Perhaps we were incompetent, perhaps that scoundrel had destiny on his side, and his time had not yet come, that he managed to escape by luck.
After experiencing such an incident, that scoundrel will likely not leave the Lei Di Hall again. We will never have such a good opportunity to kill him again."
"Alas, when I ascend to immortality, I will surely slay him with my Azure Scale Sword."
"Perhaps, we can kill him without you having to ascend."
At this moment, the Ancestor of Kai Tian Sword Sect stepped forward, looking at them with a smile.
"What do you mean? Old Jian, do you have a way?"
Liu Naiweng looked at the Ancestor of Kai Tian Sword Sect.
"You can call me Old Jian, not Old Jian."
Old Jian's dao name was Jian Nu, who served the sword with his body, willing to be a sword slave.
"How did you hear a difference?"
"The tone."
"Enough of your nonsense, what is your method?"
Jian Nu shook the jade slip in his hand and smiled proudly.
"Didn't you say you wanted to find an opportunity to kill that scoundrel when he was alone? Well, here's your chance.
We just received intelligence from our informants. Doesn't that scoundrel love venturing into secret realms? In two days, the Ghost Immortal Secret Realm will open. That scoundrel will disguise himself and head into the secret realm. He will bring Fang Xiaoyu and three Nascent Soul ants, going into the secret realm alone."
"Is this kid that foolish? To go to a secret realm at this time? And without his army?"
"He's not foolish; he's compelled. He ventures into secret realms every time to collect a treasure. There's a piece in each secret realm, and only the last one remains.
According to the informants' descriptions, if he finds the last piece and collects all the treasures, his strength will greatly increase. By then, we will be in danger."
"A treasure that requires six immortal secret realms to complete..."
A look of greed flickered in the eyes of Liu Naiweng and Qiong Ku...