Mount Tai's Hidden Move, the Rakshasa Descend
On the Great Snow Mountain.
After Chen Ning and the Heavenly Lake Holy Lord left.
Peace returned to normal.
The White Dragon King seemed lost in thought in his enormous dragon eyes.
Now.
The surrounding dragon roars gradually merged into one sound.
"You wanted to help him from the beginning, right?"
"I'm helping him because he's the Primogenitor's connection in this life... He might be able to help us return to our positions and reclaim everything that belongs to us."
"You just believe him like that?"
"It's not that I believe him, it's the choice of the Primogenitor!"
The White Dragon King's voice was calm.
However, it did have some understanding of Chen Ning. Although the Snow Mountain Dragon Clan did not interfere in the affairs of the Nine Provinces Realm, it did not mean that they were unaware of what was happening in the Nine Provinces Realm.
This is why it knew that Hua Luo had been in the Heaven-Burying Ancient Land after seeing her.
"Dragon King, I hope your decision will not bring about the demise of our lineage."
"Then we'll wait and see..."
The White Dragon King let out a high-pitched dragon roar.
It seemed to pierce through layers of clouds and reach the sky.
Central Province.
Within Heavenly Lake's sphere of influence.
On a cliff.
The figure of the White Bone Saint stood there, gazing up at the sky, bathed in the rich primordial energy around him.
This tranquility.
It was what he had always longed for.
Only in the Nine Provinces Realm can such peace exist.
In the Shattered Star Realm, the world is on the verge of collapse, and coupled with the war with the Rakshasa Race, there is almost no time to spare for anything else...
At a certain moment, the White Bone Saint suddenly trembled.
He finally understood the meaning of the words spoken by the Mount Tai Saint before his death.
That follow-up plan that affected the entire Nine Provinces...
Only the Rakshasa Race!
"It must be!"
The White Bone Saint was horrified.
Saint can control the Power of Space, and if someone reaches the level of Mount Tai Saint, who knows the connection between the two realms, then he might very well tamper with that connection.
Thinking of this, even the White Bone Saint felt a chill in his heart; if this were truly the case...
The Mount Tai Saint was the most ruthless person.
If the Holy Alliance falls into ruin, let the Rakshasa Race come to the Nine Provinces Realm and make both realms perish.
A tranquil village.
"The weather is nice today, why is it so stuffy?"
An old man looked up at the sky and saw a black dot growing larger and larger until it crashed to the ground with a loud thud.
Both rows of houses collapsed.
The smoke and dust cleared.
A monster appeared in the old man's eyes.
It was a humanoid creature with two horns on its head, dark red skin all over its body, and a pair of wings; it looked extremely evil.
"Flesh and blood... fresh flesh and blood!"
The monster became even more excited upon seeing the old man, flapped its wings, and rushed to him at incredible speed, disemboweling him.
"Run! Run!"
The old man shouted the news to the others in the village.
The commotion had alerted the villagers to the danger, and they fled towards the distant mountains.
There is a sect in the cultivation world on the mountain.
They also maintain order within their sphere of influence on ordinary days.
A shirtless young man saw the old man being devoured by the monster and was immediately enraged.
He is a cultivator.
Human Martial Realm.
He's also quite adept in the mundane world, capable of handling any kind of wolves, tigers, or leopards with ease.
But faced with this terrifying monster...
But a sense of unease crept into his heart.
The winged monster sniffed the air and, clearly having detected a more delicious treat, abandoned the old man's remains.
It flapped its wings and rose into the sky, then swooped down towards the shirtless youth.
The young man raised his fist to strike.
As a result, his fist struck the monster, but it didn't hurt him at all; instead, the monster swallowed him whole.
The monster's body swelled up instantly.
It took a long time to digest it.
"This is delicious! I haven't had such fresh flesh and blood in ages..."
The Nine Provinces Realm are rich in vital energy.
The physical body is nourished by vital energy.
The Shattered Star Realm is different.
Those cultivators of the Holy Alliance often rely on the Essence Power within Origin Stone for cultivation.
Their Blood Qi is naturally inferior to that of the people of the Nine Provinces Realm.
Having tasted the sweetness, he flapped his wings and flew up the mountain.
He needs more blood!
He could already feel that his strength had clearly increased!
Overnight.
The Rakshasa Race mobilized almost its entire force, descending upon various parts of Nine Provinces.
Compared to the Holy Alliance, which only targets those in the cultivation world.
The Rakshasa Race, on the other hand, is far more ferocious.
Whether they are ordinary people or practitioners.
Everyone is treated equally.
They devoured its flesh and blood.
It can strengthen our power.
A bloody massacre spread throughout Nine Provinces.
The secular world was also plunged into catastrophe.
Blood flowed like a river.
Life was ravaged.
Central Province.
Heavenly Lake)
Inside the council hall.
Chen Ning and the Heavenly Lake Holy Lord, who had just returned, learned of the current situation in the Nine Provinces Realm.
They also received requests for assistance from many different factions.
At this point, the Heavenly Lake Holy Lord finally understood what the Mount Tai Saint meant by his backup plan.
The Rakshasa Race came with overwhelming force.
They wanted to stop these evil spirits as quickly as possible.
It's about knowing yourself and your enemy.
To obtain as much information as possible about the Rakshasa Race.
Then.
The White Bone Saint became the key figure in this incident.
"White Bone Saint, I hope you can provide as much detail as possible about the Rakshasa Race, as this concerns the lifeline of the entire Nine Provinces Realm."
The Heavenly Lake Holy Lord looked at the other party and spoke solemnly.
"That's natural. The Nine Provinces Realm is now the last place for our Shattered Star Realm's Human Race to survive, and I don't want to see it become a second Shattered Star Realm!"
The White Bone Saint sighed, then spoke:
"The Rakshasa Race has wings on its back, horns on its head, dark red skin, and is impervious to swords and spears. Its leader is called the Rakshasa King, who is at the Late-Stage Saint realm. The Rakshasa King has seven demon lords at the Saint Realm under his command. Each of the seven demon lords leads a Rakshasa Race army. The Rakshasa Race is astonishing in number; even after countless years of fighting, it still numbers in the hundreds of thousands."
"The Rakshasa Race is bloodthirsty by nature and renowned for its powerful physique. They can devour the flesh and blood of living beings to increase their strength. In the Shattered Star Realm, due to the depletion of vital energy, there has been no abundant life Blood Qi to consume them for ten thousand years. The strength of the Rakshasa Race demons has actually been somewhat restrained, but in the Nine Provinces Realm..."
Chen Ning frowned slightly and added, "The Nine Provinces Realm is rich in spiritual energy and has a thriving population; it's practically a paradise for these demons..."
"That's right."
The White Bone Saint nodded.
The Rakshasa Race and the Holy Alliance are ultimately different. They are unreasonable, disregard rules, and indiscriminately kill innocent people without any qualms in their eyes.
The Holy Alliance's attack on the Nine Provinces Realm was ultimately aimed at ruling the Nine Provinces.
What they want is power.
But the ferocious Rakshasa Race, with bloodthirsty rage flowing through their veins, will bring annihilation to the hundreds of millions of people in the Nine Provinces.
Therefore.
After the White Bone Saint finished introducing the information about the Rakshasa Race...
Chen Ning, the Heavenly Lake Holy Lord, and the White Bone Saint exchanged a glance.
Faced with this ferocious evil race.
There's no room for negotiation.
All the cultivators of the Nine Provinces Realm can do is slaughter them all!
This is to console all the souls who died unjustly at the hands of the Rakshasa Race.