Hearing the Demon Race's words, Baotian snorted coldly.
He said, "I hope those fools from the White Roaring Tiger clan don't provoke that person."
"Otherwise, with their strength, I'm afraid they'll be wiped out to the last man."
Someone laughed at Baotian's words. "It would be perfect if they were wiped out. Then we can take this territory back."
Baotian did not deny it.
The task of conquering the realm was something generals craved deeply.
But once it came time to sit upon that realm, how many meritorious officials ever met a good end?
Many emperors killed their meritorious officials.
One reason was that their achievements overshadowed the ruler; another was that when a meritorious official died, a great many resources would be freed up.
The Demon Race army continued onward.
Not a single member of the White Roaring Tiger clan could be seen along the way.
Baotian already had a premonition in his heart.
The White Roaring Tiger clan had likely all died.
This also made him even more certain that Xu Zimo was nearby.
After all, if the White Roaring Tiger clan were still alive, they could not possibly have failed to send someone to receive them upon seeing their arrival.
From these simple clues, one could more or less infer part of the truth.
"Senior, run! The Demon Race army is here!" Mountain God Zhongshan stood atop the Tower of Heavenly Revelation and shouted at Xu Zimo.
"It's the Tyrannosaurus clan. They're one of the strongest forces in the Demon Race today."
"The Tyrannosaurus clan?" Xu Zimo had heard that name before when he killed Zhu Tiangang and the other demons.
It seemed the Tyrannosaurus clan was at the head of them all.
They had come for revenge.
Yet Xu Zimo showed no other reaction.
The