Zhang Yang abandoned the Insect Race fortress he had captured and handed it back to them.
To be honest, none of the Demon Gods understood this move.
They had finally seized Insect Pass Fortress with thunderous force while the Insect Race was off guard, only to give it straight back??
Zhang Yang merely smiled and offered no explanation.
The Demon Gods knew of Zhang Yang's formidable achievements, so they said nothing more.
Not only had they suffered no losses so far, they had consistently come out ahead.
A year later.
Seeing that the time was about right, Zhang Yang spoke again. "Ancestor Nether Sea, please take the elders on another surprise attack against Insect Pass Fortress. Remember, withdraw as soon as you strike successfully. Focus on killing and wounding the enemy."
Ancestor Nether Sea perked up. "Good, good, good! I love beating up those stinking bugs."
Ancestor Nether Sea immediately led more than a dozen Demon Gods out to ambush Insect Pass Fortress, following Zhang Yang's orders.
Ancestor Yang Mei watched the Nethersea Demon God leave in high spirits, then turned to Zhang Yang. "Shouldn't we take precautions against the Demon Race and the Angel Race? Are those two races really just going to watch the Insect Race get beaten?"
"Heh, don't worry. Just wait and see. Within ten thousand years, we'll resolve the problems with the Four Great Universes, and peace will arrive." Zhang Yang stretched, sensed the various regions of the universe, and spoke casually.
The Demon Gods listening nearby stared with eyes as round as saucers. They exchanged looks, but none dared make a sound.
Ancestor Yang Mei gave Zhang Yang a long, searching look and said nothing either.
Meanwhile.
The Insect Race fortress had just received a new Insect King. After a year of clanging and