At the Demon Race Alliance meeting.
"Humanity seems to have caught wind of our plans to attack and made preparations in advance. Who leaked the news?"
The Demon Ape Clan Leader, Yuan Lieshou, swept his gaze across the clan leaders present, trying to find the traitor who had revealed the information to humanity.
The plan for the final offensive had originally been highly secretive, known only to the upper echelons of the Demon Race.
Yet humanity had learned of it beforehand and dispatched a massive army to guard the front lines.
Yuan Lieshou suspected that there was a human spy among them, or that some fool had leaked the secret.
The surprise attack they had planned had consequently vanished like bubbles.
Once the truth was uncovered, the traitor would surely pay the price.
The Iron Hoof Immortal Ox Clan Leader said in a grave voice, "At this point, pursuing responsibility is useless. We have two choices: retreat or continue."
The meeting fell into silence.
Humanity had already deployed heavy forces in advance. Attacking now would inevitably meet obstacle after obstacle.
But if they retreated, all their previous preparations would go down the drain, and no one knew when the next opportunity would come.
The Medicine Spirit Clan Leader, who had always been taciturn, suddenly spoke. "We cannot delay."
"The Immortal Realm is entering the Nirvana Era. Humanity is producing countless geniuses, while our Demon Race, having become separated from the World Tree's main trunk, is producing geniuses far more slowly than humanity."
"At the very start of the Nirvana Era, a powerhouse like Jiang Ping An emerged. If we delay any longer, no one can predict whether a second or third Jiang Ping An will appear."
"The longer we delay, the stronger humanity becomes. Now is the best time for