What Could Be Done?

Screeeech~~!

The piercing shriek echoed without end.

Invisible laws churned, like gale-force winds sweeping through, raising wave after wave of violent storms that engulfed vast stretches of void.

Within one such storm, bloodlight flickered in and out of sight, teetering on the verge of collapse.

More than a hundred Ninth Order alien race elders stood beneath the bloodlight, all their gazes fixed on the center.

Xue Xing spread his hands. All ten fingers had turned into tentacles, each clutching an Island Suppressing Treasure of a different shape as he struggled to hold on amid the raging storm.

Their first move had gone badly. Just moments ago, they had been thrilled that the fish had taken the bait, yet in the blink of an eye, they had been trapped by this sudden storm.

Someone looked uneasy and could not help suggesting,

"Alliance Leader, the storm is too fierce. Why not take a step back and find a nearby island to take shelter on?"

"What are you panicking for?!"

Xue Xing frowned and rebuked him,

"We brought out the Island Suppressing Treasures. Are we really afraid of a mere storm?"

"Do not forget, this venerable one's plan this time is to destroy an entire Heavenly Demon island!"

"Heavenly Demons have been savage since ancient times. With the great war about to begin, if we do not use the Heavenly Demons to establish our might, how will we raise the morale of the Hundred Races? And how will we carry out Lord Youming's decree!"

His words were sound and well-founded, leaving the Ten Tribe Elders present both excited and uneasy.

Human Heavenly Demons!

The Land of Returning Ruins was merely a place for human prodigies to train.

Yet to the Hundred Races, it was a precious land that could not be abandoned.

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