At that moment, in a certain forest.
The allied forces of the Drought Demon Clan, the Metal Machine, and the Black Wood Clan had gathered there. They were only a small squad, though, numbering just over a hundred.
To find Xia Ping, the Five Great Races had split their forces into dozens of groups to conduct a thorough search. They were determined to track down the human within a few days and wipe him out completely.
The leaders of the Five Great Races had issued a strict order, and none of their subordinates dared to delay.
However, after searching for a day and a night, even they, with their iron-hard bodies, were beginning to feel tired. So they stopped to rest in the forest.
"Damn it, where is that human hiding? How come we can't find him anywhere?" The Drought Demon squad leader was a little irritated. The Drought Demon Clan wasn't suited to this kind of search.
They excelled at combat, destruction, and slaughter!
"This secret realm isn't small. Finding that human in a short time won't be easy. We'll need at least ten days before we have any leads."
The Metal Machine squad leader said coolly, "Of course, the human might foolishly come looking for trouble or attack one of our bases. That would save us quite a bit of time."
Its emotions were muted, and it seemed almost incapable of anger.
That was simply how the Mechanical Clan was. They barely had any emotions at all, and sometimes the other races wondered whether they were truly alive.
"Ten days? That's far too long. Who knows what that human wants in this secret realm?" the Black Wood squad leader said coldly. "We must capture and kill him as soon as possible. If he ruins the Five Great Races'