However, compared to the many low-level cultivators below, the three Nascent Soul Old Ancestors of the sect who had returned to White Dragon Valley showed little joy on their faces at this moment.
Although the Carefree Sect had successfully driven back the Demonic Beast Army in this battle, killing several thousand Low-grade Demonic Beasts and four Golden Core Demon Kings,
such losses were not enough to wound Golden Feather Mountain in the north to the bone. The northern Demon Race's formidable strength still remained.
When the Demonic Beast Turmoil came a dozen or so years later and the Northern Frontier's demonic beasts swept south in great numbers, Golden Feather Mountain's strength would soon recover.
Although the Human Race Cultivators now had Song Qingming, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and the Carefree Sect's overall strength had increased considerably from decades ago,
with the Demon Emperor Molong's strength having greatly increased, the Demon Race's strength had likewise risen substantially. It was still difficult to widen the gap between the two sides.
When that time came, victory or defeat between them would still be hard to predict, and the fighting certainly would not be any easier than before.
A few days later, in the main hall atop Golden Feather Mountain, thousands of miles away.
The Demon Emperor Molong stood above the hall, his gaze somewhat calm as he looked at the many bedraggled Demon Kings below. Yet a trace of displeasure appeared on his face.
"Why have Qingyang and the others not come? Did they flee back north?"
Hearing this, the White Dragon Demon King, standing below, hurried forward and cupped his hands in reply.
"Reporting to Old Ancestor, Qingyang and the others encountered Li Mufeng's group on their way back and unfortunately all perished at the hands of the Human Race Cultivators.