Three days after annihilating the White Devil Clan, the Human Race army did not rush forward but rested in place.
The camp after the great battle was filled with a unique tranquility, a silence characteristic of the aftermath of war.
Even the wind seemed to soften, as if unwilling to disturb this hard-won tranquility.
Sunlight filtered through the clouds, dappling the camp and bringing a touch of warmth to this land ravaged by war.
The soldiers sat or lay down, some checking their equipment, others talking in hushed tones, sharing snippets of their battle.
Their faces showed both the joy of victory and a slight worry about the unknown challenges ahead.
After all, this is only a small step in the journey of Myriad Races, and the road ahead is still long.
As time went by, the spies of Myriad Races various races and powers became like ghosts in the night.
The existence of the Human Race was spread silently throughout the entire world of Myriad Races.
They were astonished that this once so weak and almost negligible race could rise to power overnight.
They wiped out the powerful White Devil Clan.
The news spread like wildfire among Myriad Races, causing a great uproar.
However, all of this was unattainable news for the geniuses of Myriad Races who were currently training in the Qin Emperor Universe.
They are currently trapped on the second level of the Divine Tower, struggling to find the way to the third level.
If they knew what was happening outside, they would probably be so shocked they wouldn't be able to contain themselves, and might even be so frightened they would leave the Divine Tower.
I will never dare to set foot on this perilous land again.
In the center of the Human Race army's camp, inside a simple tent,
Ye Changge was sitting upright in a chair made of animal hide, resting with his eyes closed.
His face was stern, and his eyes were deep, as if he could see through all the illusions of the world.
At this moment, he was planning his next move.
"Your Majesty, shall we continue our attack on the other Myriad Races?"
The Third Elder's voice broke the silence inside the tent.
His face beamed with excitement, and his eyes gleamed with fighting spirit.
As an elder of the Human Race, he deeply understood the importance of this battle and longed to lead the Human Race to a more glorious future.
Ye Changge slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as he scanned the group of people inside the tent.
Their faces were filled with anticipation and determination, as if they were ready to face any challenge.
"Which race is closest to us?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, we are in the Southern Region, a territory belonging to the Devil Race."
The White Devil Clan reside in the southernmost part of the region, and their neighbor is naturally the Void Devil Clan, who live on the southwestern border.
A general stepped forward and answered respectfully.
"Yes, although the distance is great, in order to exterminate Myriad Races, I suggest we sweep across the land and slaughter them."
Another general added, his tone filled with murderous intent and resolve.
"Yes, yes, they must be slaughtered!"
The generals echoed their sentiments, their voices reverberating within the tent, forming an unstoppable torrent.
Upon hearing Ye Changge's lips curled into a cold smile.
His eyes held both coldness and determination.
"In that case, let's attack the Void Devil Race."
His voice was deep and powerful, like an inviolable command.
In the following period, the Human Race army began to pack up and prepare to embark on a new journey.
They traveled westward, leaving barren land in their wake.
Whether it was dense forests or vast grasslands, they were all reduced to nothing under their iron hooves.
Those unfortunate monsters they encountered were all mercilessly slaughtered, leaving none alive.
On this day, the Human Race army arrived in a desolate valley.
An eerie silence permeated the valley, as if even the air itself had frozen.