"Be careful."
Qingluan's expression was grave. "This is the Chaos Plains. Quite a few bandit demons gather here, claiming mountains as their kingdoms. If we run into them, they may kill us and steal our goods."
She vigilantly scanned the surroundings, as though sensing whether any enemies were approaching.
Qingluan and Rabbit Linglong had entered the Demon Realm several times before for missions from the Demon Saint Palace. They were therefore extremely familiar with this place, knowing it like the backs of their hands—where was dangerous and where was safe.
"There are bandits too? Looks like the Demon Realm isn't peaceful either, with beacon fires rising on all sides."
A glint flashed through Xia Ping's eyes.
"That is only to be expected."
Qingluan said in a deep voice, "The human race is only one race, yet it has split into countless nations. Within those nations are countless factions, each with different positions, locked in rivalry, even waging war.
"The Demon Realm may sound like a collection of countless sacred lands of the Demon Race, but in truth, it is a great hodgepodge of innumerable races. A single race alone has so many internal contradictions. Here, races stand thick as trees, and the conflicts are too numerous to count."
"Tell me the specifics."
Xia Ping was interested in learning more about the Demon Realm's situation.
"The Demon Realm is boundlessly vast, even larger than tens of thousands of starfields in the outside world. Yet while its territory is immense, the Demon Race's population is also enormous. They occupy nearly all the fertile lands and control the major resources."
Qingluan said, "In this world, demon cities are the primary units. One city is equivalent to a human nation, and cities often go to war with one another over resources, blood feuds, and