A Slap Sends Kui Gang Flying

When Ye Yunqing saw everyone's gazes turn toward her in unison, she frowned slightly as well.

Her eyes were icy as she stared straight at the demons opposite her. That chilling killing intent had not faded in the slightest, and it immediately made everyone tremble.

At that moment, someone among the Demon Race immediately shouted, "Ye Yunqing, now that all races have gathered here, if my Demon Race and your Human Race fight to the death, the ones who benefit in the end will only be these fellows.

"Why don't both our sides stop here? In any case, you didn't suffer any losses..."

Ye Yunqing's expression did not change, but in her heart, she began to calculate.

In truth, the demon's words had indeed struck right at what she was thinking.

If possible, she naturally did not want any accidents to happen at this critical juncture.

After all, their purpose this time was the Heavenly Origin Spirit Gold Mine vein within the mountain before them.

If they truly fought the Demon Race to the bitter end, although she was confident she could defeat them, even slaughter them to the last, doing so would be the same as forcing the Demon Race to fight with their lives on the line.

When the time came, even if they could win, they would suffer casualties.

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Ye Yunqing's expression eased slightly, and she prepared to agree.

Only—

Right then, a sudden change occurred.

"You start a fight when you want, and stop when you want. Do you really think my Human Race is made of mud, something you can knead however you please?"

A low voice rang out from nowhere.

The voice was not loud, but it carried a heart-palpitating penetrative force.

Those words were clearly transmitted into