Undercurrents of a Changing Situation
As Shisui had predicted, the Demon Race army located outside the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range had already set out.
They were the garrison stationed on the Ten-Thousand-Fathom Plains in the Central Moonfall Continent, facing the Human Race garrison across the Wunu River.
The Beastfolk, whose settlements were located in the rainforest beneath the plains, were stationed at the edge of the plains.
As luck would have it, the armies of the Beastfolk and Demon Race found themselves sandwiched between the Human Race.
Their every move was easily detected by the Human Race army, but at the same time, the Human Race was also closely monitored.
The large-scale actions of the Demon Race were quickly noticed by the Human Race army.
"General, the Demon Race's actions have been reported to the higher-ups."
"How?"
"Move ten miles towards Chen City, and simultaneously dispatch small detachments to monitor the mountain pass."
The tall, composed old man sat at the head of the table. His graying temples did not diminish his general's majesty in the slightest; instead, they added a sense of weight and experience.
The old general's back remained straight, and he immediately understood the superior's intentions upon hearing the order.
"Leave one legion to guard the Beastfolk; the rest of you carry out orders."
"Yes!"
The old general did not fully obey the orders of his superiors.
As the saying goes, "When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders," and he knew perfectly well what level the Human Race high command were at.
On the front lines, making minor adjustments while following orders is standard practice and an unspoken rule tacitly accepted by higher-ups.
But this also means that the generals who issue the orders are responsible for these "micro-managements".
If they win, it's a testament to the wisdom of the leadership; if they lose, their commanders will lose their heads.
The Human Race army received the order and moved out together with the Demon Race army.
The tranquility that had prevailed along the Wunu River for nearly a century was instantly torn apart and shattered.
The Cedar Forest along the riverbank turned an even more vibrant red, as if it were about to drip blood.
While the Ten-Thousand-Fathom Plains was undergoing dramatic changes, things were also not peaceful on the other side, near Yin City, far to the south of Kaiyang.
Recently, the underground industry in Meifeng County has almost come to a standstill. Tourists arrive in this border town with great enthusiasm, only to leave feeling utterly disappointed.
The rats in the sewers are the best at sensing what's happening in the shadows.
Many underground fighting arenas run by individual investors have closed down, leaving only those run by powerful factions still operating.
This unusual scene can only mean that chaos is about to break out on both sides of the Spirit Resonance River.
And that is indeed the case.
At this moment, with the world's attention focused on the Moonfall Continent and the already locally turbulent Huaihuang Continent, they are taking advantage of the situation.
The Human Race's counterattack against the Beastfolk is beginning to take shape.
Well-trained squads approached the Spirit Resonance Rainforest, setting up hidden outposts and military teleportation points along the way.
These regular troops are generally at the fourth to the Sixth Realm of the Profound Realm, and are the backbone of the Human Race.
Within the vast Profound Realm, there are also many experts from the Earth Realm, and even a few individuals from the Earth Realm Ninth Realm who are close to the Heaven Realm can be seen.
Having finally found a pretext to attack the Beastfolk, the Human Race high command simply wanted to swallow the Spirit Resonance Rainforest whole.
The thorn planted by the Beastfolk near Yin City has been a sore spot for the higher-ups for far too long.
How can I tolerate someone else snoring beside my bed!
Suddenly, undercurrents began to surge in the southern part of the Kaiyang Continent.
The camera then shifts back to Qiongfang City.
On November 30th, after days of chaos, a strange balance had formed within the city.
Ruins surrounded the area, and fires raged everywhere, but all the turmoil was contained within the civilian district.
Furthermore, the scope of the unrest is gradually shrinking.
The four opposing forces, who had been attacking each other, eventually realized that they had probably been used as pawns.
With everyone taking action and no common reason for a ceasefire, no one dared to stop.
After all, no one knows whether they will be besieged.
But isn't this just a coincidence?
With the Three Races Friendship and Exchange Conference approaching, everyone will tacitly choose to temporarily suspend their actions for the sake of their own ethnic group's reputation.
And so, the situation was somewhat salvaged.
However, it seems they didn't ask whether our mastermind, Lou Shisui, wanted a ceasefire.
So, on the first day of December, in the quiet early morning...
A deafening explosion shattered the city's tranquility.
That familiar yet chilling voice swept in again, but it was completely different from before.
The sound did not originate from the foot of the mountain, but rather appeared prominently halfway up the mountain.
"Bang!"
With a deafening roar, it seemed as if the entire world trembled.
Immediately afterwards, an incredibly hot shockwave spread outwards with overwhelming force.
It was like a ferocious beast, ruthlessly destroying everything in its path.
The several noble mansions that originally stood near the explosion site were razed to the ground in the blink of an eye, leaving only ruins and billowing smoke.
Immediately afterwards, the mess was engulfed by raging flames.
This sudden disaster plunged the civilians of Qiongfang City into extreme panic once again.
Ordinary people, who were already sensitive and suspicious, fled their homes in panic, and the streets were thrown into chaos.
But a moment later, they stared blankly at the mountainside engulfed in flames.
The devastation wrecked by the explosion nearby left them bewildered.
In an instant, the fear of the nobility vanished like a terrible avalanche, leaving only ruins and rubble in the hearts of the common people.
At the same time, all the forces looked up in shock, stunned.
"Holy shit!"
"Holy crap! Who planted this bomb?"
"Huh? Playing this high?"
"So, the previous ceasefire was actually a shift in the battlefield?"
"Report this to your superiors immediately! The battlefield appears to have shifted to the residences of lower and middle-class nobles!"
"The Demon Race is really generous!"
"I'm eating lemons! These damned foreigners and traitors actually attacked our nobles!"
"Everyone! Head up the mountain for the rescue!"
"Alright, alright, you want to bomb nobles, huh? Now that you've mentioned it, I'm wide awake!"
"Damn it! Overthrow the aristocratic rule! Charge!"
In an instant, Qiongfang City was once again set ablaze!
This time, the scale was even greater, alarming even the high-ranking members of the Demon Race who were firmly stationed on the mountaintop.
Shisui sat on a rooftop in the lower city, watching with great interest as groups of people rode up the mountain.
Just now, he blew up another noble family under his control.
To be honest, it's enough to keep only a few that you need; leaving the rest around might just give him away.
Burning it all down was the easiest way; I didn't even charge them for cremation. I'm so kind.
"Hmm? It seems the Beastfolk's reception mansion has been affected."
Shisui had excellent eyesight; he saw a creature with more beast-like features emerge from a group of buildings halfway up the mountain.
Those were members of the Beastfolk delegation.
Well, since we're already here, we can't exactly exclude them, can we?
Shisui glanced at the still-burning aristocratic villa next to the mansion, thinking indifferently.