After roaring for quite some time, the Heaven-Shaking Great Emperor finally quieted down and muttered, "Whew! Fine, then! Though more than two hundred years of effort went up in smoke, I still killed plenty of those damned humans! Wiping them all out in one stroke still won't work! Very well! Time to prepare the next stage of the plan... But what is going on with this mountain?" At that point, something seemed to occur to him, and he began muttering to himself. Clearly, even the Heaven-Shaking Great Emperor did not know what was behind this Super-Giant Mountain.
Although the Heaven-Shaking Great Emperor had not fully accomplished his plan, a plan was just a plan. No matter how meticulously laid, it could still fail. An old fox as cunning as him had long since understood that perfectly, so he did not take it to heart!
Though the plan had not been a complete success, he had eliminated a considerable portion of the human cultivators' fighting strength and united an entire continent. That was already quite an achievement. After all, although nearly all the human cultivators he had nurtured and tempted were dead, viewed from another angle, he had not deployed a single soldier from the Demon Realm. Many of his subordinates had died, but every one of them had been a cultivator lured into practicing demonic cultivation methods. Not one had truly been his subordinate, so what did he have to care about? Whether the Black-Robed Masked Cultivators, Black Demon Young Master, King Ten-Thousand-Zhangs, or Old Dragon Head, they had all merely been tools. All he had invested was over two hundred years and a few cultivation methods specially brought from the Demon Realm. He had suffered no losses whatsoever. His only real loss was probably Black Demon Young Master. He