Fuxi waved his hand. "Our best course now is to split up."
"I'll head west, and you head east. Rescue people of the Ten Thousand Races along the way, attack the Devil Race's forces, and strengthen our own."
"This is a race against time. We need to be faster than the Devil Race, greater in number, and stronger. Then they'll be no match for us."
The elder of the Five Spirit Tribe nodded.
"Very well. We won't keep you any longer, then. Splitting up will make us more efficient."
Fuxi left the Five Spirit Tribe's territory.
Shennong was puzzled. "Lord Fuxi, why are we leaving in such a hurry? Even if we're fighting the Devil Race, surely a day or two won't matter!"
Everyone knew this would be a long, drawn-out war.
The Devil Race had already gained momentum. They would not be so easily dealt with.
Fuxi pointed east. "These lords may seem friendly on the surface, but in truth, their hatred for us is no greater than their hatred for the Devil Race."
"For now, they still have internal disagreements and haven't moved against the Human Race."
"If we stay here too long and remind them of their hatred, it will do neither our Human Race nor their Spirit Race any good."
"Besides, as far as I know, the Spirit Race is extremely united. Unity is what has allowed them to form their tribes and endure to this day."
"You could say Mu Tuo's attitude represents theirs."
"If we stay too long, I'm afraid they may turn on us."
Mu Tuo, one of the elders they had just met, was clearly no easy character to deal with.
They had plainly saved the entire Spirit Race.
Yet he still harbored resentment over what had happened before.
Clearly, these fellows