"Everyone, form square formations and reinforce the clan-protecting grand formation!"
Zhao Fengtian, patriarch of the Zhao Imperial Clan, had no intention of confronting the Devil Race head-on.
The disparity between the two sides was plain to see. Once the balance of power between their top experts was upset, no matter how many people the Zhao Imperial Clan had below them, a top expert who freed up his hands could deal a devastating blow in an instant!
So their best choice now was to hold the grand formation and wait for reinforcements!
"Devil Race! A hundred thousand years ago, you were crushed and driven to the Realm Sea like stray dogs by our human race. Had our Great Emperors not shown mercy and spared your lives, you would not be here today! Yet you dare emerge from the Realm Sea and slaughter humans as you please. Do you really think our human race cannot wipe you out?"
Zhao Fengtian's gaze was sharp as a sword as he swept it straight toward the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor.
Hearing this, the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor gave a derisive laugh. Her two soft, white-jade breasts swayed as she brimmed with allure. "Hehehe! How amusing! He says my Devil Race survived because they were kindhearted. Everyone, what do you think?"
Behind the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor, another Devil Emperor sneered. "Heh, you certainly know how to make yourself look good. Patriarch of the Zhao Imperial Clan, is it? You might fool those minor factions and little sects out there with that story, but how could an imperial clan like yours not know the truth?"
"Destroy my Devil Race? If you sanctimonious humans really had the power to wipe us out, there probably wouldn't have been a single ant left of my Devil Race a hundred thousand years ago. And you're still blowing hot air here?"
"Exactly! Since your human race is so powerful, why not open the grand formation and fight us? You're certainly good with your mouth, but one look tells me your combat record is '0-5.' Hahaha!"
"This is the standard of an imperial clan these days? How pitiful. Someone at the Ninth Heaven of the Great Emperor Realm can become its patriarch? What trash!"
Several other Devil Emperors chimed in, their eyes showing unhesitating scorn.
They could naturally sense the strength of Zhao Fengtian, patriarch of the Zhao Imperial Clan. He was at the Ninth Heaven of the Great Emperor Realm, the same realm as them, wasn't he?
Although Su Chen had killed half their Devil Emperors in the Realm Sea, with the Source of All Evil's support during this time, they had gained more than a dozen new Devil Emperors, nearly twenty in all.
These Devil Emperors were mostly at the Ninth Heaven of the Devil Emperor Realm, and five had even reached the Lesser Perfection Peak Devil Emperor realm.
Those five Devil Emperors alone were enough. Once the grand formation broke, the Zhao Imperial Clan could not possibly withstand their assault.
As Zhao Fengtian listened to the Devil Emperors, his face grew as dark as water, yet he seemed unable to refute them!
"Besides, you humans are truly masters of double standards. Since you didn't want us coming out of the Realm Sea, why didn't the other imperial clans, such as your Zhao Imperial Clan, send people there to suppress us? With your help, you might not necessarily have been able to wipe out my Devil Race, but keeping us suppressed for another hundred thousand years shouldn't have been a problem!"
A Devil Emperor with two heads spoke up.
As soon as he finished, Zhao Fengtian responded as if by instinct. "Why should we? The Su Imperial Clan chose to do that themselves. We had no such obligation..."
Before he finished, Zhao Fengtian forcibly swallowed the rest of his words, evidently feeling that it was inappropriate to say such a thing at a time like this.
Seeing this, the five great Devil Emperors shook their heads again and again.
The human race was truly beyond saving!
A hundred thousand years ago, they had at least been able to join forces to suppress the Devil Race. Now the devils were at their doorstep, and they could still say such things.
All they could say was that the wheel of fortune turned. The Devil Race had lost back then, so surely this time, facing these fools, they ought to win a round?
Before long, a streak of green light flew out from deep within the Zhao Imperial Clan. It finally stopped in front of Zhao Fengtian and transformed into an old man clad in green robes.
His face was heavily wrinkled, and there were traces of green in his eyes. His hair was gray from the middle to the ends, while the roots were a pale green.
"Father!"
"Ancestor!"
The moment this man appeared, Zhao Fengtian and the other members of the Zhao Imperial Clan all bowed to him respectfully.
The ancestor of the Zhao Imperial Clan, Zhao Qianjun!
By seniority, he should have been of the same generation as Su Chen, and there should not have been much difference in their ages.
But judging by his condition, though 'Su Chen' had already passed away, this man looked as though he could live for at least another two thousand years.
And that was entirely thanks to the Zhao Imperial Clan's bloodline.
It was said that the first ancestor of the Zhao Imperial Clan had once formed a contract with a Black Tortoise, thereby acquiring some of its abilities, including those related to longevity.
After all, tortoises generally lived far longer than other exotic beasts.
"The Devil Race? You've come out of the Realm Sea. Then... what of the Su Imperial Clan? Didn't you make a move against them?"
Zhao Qianjun paid no attention to his clansmen. Instead, he looked gravely at the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor and the other devils.
Apart from the Liu Imperial Clan, the foremost imperial clan, the one the Devil Race hated most was undoubtedly the Su Imperial Clan.
With the Devil Race back in the world, their first target was bound to be the Su Imperial Clan.
Could the Su Imperial Clan have been utterly destroyed already?
But that shouldn't have been possible, because the twelve great imperial clans each kept a 'Bloodline Bell' containing traces of all twelve clans' bloodlines.
If the last trace of any one imperial clan's bloodline vanished, the Bloodline Bell would ring for an entire day and night.
Yet clearly, their clan's Bloodline Bell had shown no unusual activity. Had the Devil Race escaped the Realm Sea without destroying the Su Imperial Clan?
"The Su Imperial Clan?"
At those words, the pupils of every devil present contracted sharply, and a profound terror filled their entire bodies.
Make a move against the Su Imperial Clan?
Even if they had a hundred lives, a thousand lives, it wouldn't be enough for the Su Imperial Clan to kill.
"I never saw you show much concern for the Su Imperial Clan before. Why put on such a lofty act now? Or do you only ask after them when your own interests are directly involved?"
The Blood Serpent Devil Emperor sneered. She could tell that Zhao Qianjun wasn't concerned about the Su Imperial Clan at all; he merely wanted to find out what had happened to them.
It was truly laughable. Both clans were among the twelve great imperial clans, yet they didn't even have a communication stone between them.
It was enough to make her laugh her teeth out!
"Today, I, the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor, will lead the devils to take down our first imperial clan!"
Boom!
The Blood Serpent Devil Emperor parted her red lips, and the force of a Lesser Perfection Peak Devil Emperor surged out.
Billowing Devil Qi directly formed a seemingly solid sea of blood and surged toward the Zhao Imperial Clan's clan-protecting grand formation.
But when the Devil Qi struck the grand formation, it could only stir a few faint ripples before all grew calm again.
Seeing this, the people of the Zhao Imperial Clan inside breathed a sigh of relief.
"None of you can break the Zhao Imperial Clan's clan-protecting grand formation. We've already contacted the Liu Imperial Clan and the other imperial clans for reinforcements. Once their Great Emperors arrive, you'll be turtles trapped in a jar. Leave now, and you might still save your dog lives and eke out an existence in some corner!"
Zhao Qianjun had great confidence in the Zhao Imperial Clan's clan-protecting grand formation.
After all, as long as the Devil Race couldn't get in, the ones who needed to worry were the devils, not the Zhao Imperial Clan.
As for whether the Devil Race would attack the other factions in Flying Moon Province if they actually left, that was none of the clan's concern.
Outside the grand formation, however, the Blood Serpent Devil Emperor's expression remained calm.
"You don't think all the Devil Emperors and the Devil Race's army are here with you, do you?" She parted her red lips, the corners of her mouth curving into an extremely dangerous smile. Her serpentine eyes turned toward the grand formation enveloping the entire floating island. "As for this grand formation, the 'Emperor' was prepared!"
With that, she turned her right hand over, and an object three feet long and resembling a sharp sword appeared in his hand.