Golden Peng looked upon the Monster Realm's devastation and could not help recalling what Zhang Yang had said not long ago. In an instant, grief welled up within him.
Their Peng Clan had likewise suffered catastrophic losses this time.
Because a Monster King Realm ancestor had undergone corpse transformation and erupted into slaughter from the center, the Peng Clan simply could not withstand such power.
If not for the reserves left behind by the Monster Emperor, their Peng Clan might have perished at the hands of their own ancestor.
Why had such a situation arisen?
This was the answer Golden Peng wanted to ask for, and it was also the answer countless demons wanted to know.
More crucially, where had those monsters that invaded the Monster Realm come from?
Judging by the Dao techniques they used, they resembled people from the Immortal Realm.
But when had immortal cultivators ever possessed such powerful physiques?
How could those bodies, hard as iron from head to toe and even stranger than the Demon Race, be the bodies of immortal cultivators?
Countless demons were baffled.
The Monster Kings of the Monster Realm gathered to discuss the situation there.
"Those monsters are very likely to attack again!" one Monster King said gravely. "Naturally, we do not fear those monsters, but our clansmen cannot endure them. Moreover, some of our Monster Realm clansmen were infected by those monsters and taken away.
"Now, we must find a way to settle our clansmen."
Another Monster King asked, "How should we settle them?"
"One way is to gather all the clansmen of the Monster Realm together and have us personally protect them. The other way, I fear, is to send those core yet weak clansmen to the Lower Realm."
The Monster Kings looked at one another. Only after a