"But..."
Fenglong frowned, unwilling to give up.
Xu Changqing's gaze fell on Fenglong and Mu Qingshuang as he continued, "What if the Central Region has a trap waiting for you?
The Mountain-Suppressing Chariot and the Froststream Boat are vital to us. If we fall into an ambush, things will turn ugly."
"Right!"
"Indeed!"
"We can only let it go!"
Hearing this, Fenglong and Mu Qingshuang decisively withdrew their spiritual power.
Xu Changqing added, "We've already achieved our objective in this battle.
The Demon Tide has been wiped out, and the Demon Emperor fled back wounded. The Eastern Domain's defensive line has not budged an inch.
Next, replenish the spirit stones that need replenishing, repair the formations that need repairing. Every human and every demon that died must be accounted for."
Mu Qingshuang curled her lips and could not help cursing, "Lucky bastard!"
Central Region.
When Bixin escaped back to the Demon Race's lair using Blood-Burning Escape, she was nearly spent.
More than half the scales on her snake tail had been stripped away.
Kong Ling's sharp claws had also torn several bone-deep wounds across her shoulder, waist, and abdomen.
Blood-Burning Escape had burned nearly thirty percent of her blood essence, costing her at least a thousand years of cultivation.
When she dragged her battered body into view, the Demon Kings and Greater Demons along the way all turned to look.
Some instinctively moved aside.
Others already wore faint, barely visible smiles.
Bixin ignored them and crawled straight toward Demon God Kong Fang.
Kong Fang sat at the highest point, the Seven-Colored Tail Screen spread behind them. The eye-like markings on its 9,999 tail feathers flickered in and out of brightness.
When their gaze swept over Bixin, the peacock eyes ringed with seven-colored concentric circles did not change in