Ten days later, Fang Chen and Little Crane returned to camp and told Palace Mistress Lingxin what they had found.
Palace Mistress Lingxin frowned at Fang Chen's report. The others had found the same thing: every city on the Demon Race Continent had been emptied.
Everyone had been eager to make their mark on the Demon Race Continent. None had expected the Devil Race to act so decisively and evacuate every city.
"Palace Mistress, what should we do now?"
Fang Chen looked at Palace Mistress Lingxin and asked the question.
Palace Mistress Lingxin's delicate brows drew together. After a moment's thought, she said, "They can flee, but they can't take their stronghold with them. The more concentrated the Devil Race is, the better for us. The Qingtian Demon Emperor must have gathered them somewhere he believes is safe!"
"Mm."
Fang Chen nodded.
Palace Mistress Lingxin said to him, "Fang Chen, I'll discuss this with the other leaders first."
"All right."
Fang Chen nodded. Though he had made the Heaven Demon Powder and the Demon Devouring Saint Tool, Palace Mistress Lingxin was here, so he could leave negotiations with the other races to her.
The leaders of the other races all seemed to know Palace Mistress Lingxin and held considerable trust in her.
The time it took an incense stick to burn later, Palace Mistress Lingxin told Fang Chen and the others, "We've reached a decision. According to information gathered by the Nether Race, the Qingtian Demon Emperor has ordered every powerful Devil Race member on the Demon Race Continent into Heavenly Demon Valley. For years, he has marshaled the entire Devil Race for a major undertaking. Most likely, he intends to break through to the Great Emperor Realm. We cannot let him succeed! Our original plan is no longer useful.