The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 1231 - 1231 1180 - 1181 Chapter The Demon Races

Chapter 1231: 1180 Chapter – 1181 Chapter The Demon Race’s Future Path Premonitions of Enthroning Gods Chapter 1231: 1180 Chapter – 1181 Chapter The Demon Race’s Future Path Premonitions of Enthroning Gods “`

These Demon Race creatures were determined to destroy this land, leaving nothing for the human race, an act of utter madness.

“Abominations, how dare you!” Blood Fiend Ancestor, the first to return, was furious!

As a cultivator of the Demonic Way, he was already without taboos, thinking his actions to be ruthlessly decisive, but when truly compared to these evildoers, it seed he still fell short.

These monsters, they planned to flee, and even sought to annihilate heaven and earth in their escape, truly deserving death!

It is always easier to wreak havoc than to achieve good; the layout of these True Immortal monster gods was not the work of a mont, and at this juncture, their choice of action left even a True Immortal like Blood Fiend Ancestor helpless to prevent the mountains from bursting and rivers from flowing backwards.

Blood Fiend Ancestor imdiately transford into the Blood-colored Long River, blocking off the entire Demon Race territory, preventing the explosive force from surging into the lands of the human race.

After all, the mighty forces of heaven and earth could be evaded by the strong among the human race, but for ordinary cultivators and the countless living beings of the human race, such resistance was difficult.

The other strong humans were originally in pursuit of the fleeing Demon Race, but now witnessing such cataclysmic upheaval, they could only watch the Demon Race escape and turn to stem the flood.

To create chaos and buy ti for the Demon Race to escape.

This was the plan the Demon Race had devised, knowing full-well that once faced with the prospect of defeat, the human race would not let them escape easily, thus they made such preparations.

Detestable Demon Race!

The many returning True Immortals and strong humans of the race had ashen faces and were seething with rage, but faced with the current situation, they too had to prioritize controlling the floodwaters over chasing the Demon Race.

Suppress!

Pei Xuanjing, returning from beyond the heavens, also looked troubled.

He had not anticipated such an insane move by the Demon Race.

Even though he had sensed trouble in the Chaos Void, the brief ti he had was insufficient to stop it.

He imdiately mobilized his magical treasure, using invincible power to stop and suppress the flood.

But this undoubtedly gave those True Immortal monster gods the chance to escape.

“A bunch of losers, even if they escape, it’s of no consequence; the priority now is to control the flood.”

This was the first and foremost task for Pei Xuanjing and the many True Immortals of the human race.

They had set their goal to expel the Demon Race to gain control of the world and solidify the position of the human race as the sole protagonist.

But to seize control of the world did not an inheriting chaos; if they allowed the flood to continue to spread and leave behind devastation, it would be a loss for the human race.

As for the escaping Demon Race, they were actually the least of their concerns.

The human race could now overco them, and even if these True Immortal monsters managed to lead a portion of the Demon Race away, they wouldn’t be able to harm the human race in the short term.

The Demon Race had suffered heavy losses this ti and would need ti to recover their Primordial Qi, while the human race could continue on their path of rapid developnt—the Demon Race of the future was hardly worth ntioning.

Next would be the collective effort of the True Immortals of the human race to suppress the world and call upon the powerful to control the waters.

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In the vast expanse of the Chaos Void, there was no up, down, left, or right, nor any cardinal directions.

The remaining few True Immortal monsters of the Demon Race stood within the Chaos Void, no longer proud or confident, their hearts filled with turmoil.

“We lost!”

“The Ancestral Land… we’ve ultimately lost it!”

“Shenxiao True Monarch, how could he be so powerful!”

“The Emperor of the South Pole Eternal Life, who would’ve thought he hid his strength so deeply!”

“What should we do next, where do we go from here?”

The True Immortal monster gods were sowhat at a loss at this mont.

Even as True Immortals capable of traversing the void, they had already planned to leave the Ancestral Land.

But now, standing in the boundless Chaos Void, they were unsure of where to go.

“Elders, may I suggest a course of action?” The elderly Rat King, looking at the surrounded monster gods, spoke up slowly.

Although he was not a Demon Emperor, as one of the oldest beings among the Demon Race, the True Immortal monsters before him were his juniors, and he had enough prestige.

Previously, as long as the Lion Emperor was present, the Rat King could not take a stand, but now in this mont of crisis for the Demon Race, he had to step forward to take charge for the survival of their people.

“Please, Rat King!” The rest of the True Immortal monsters exchanged glances and then nodded, curious to hear what this ancient being had to say.

The Rat King, with his wise gaze, swept over the remaining True Immortal monsters, observing their expressions closely.

The expression of the Celestial Ape King was filled with anger tempered by a hint of helplessness, presumably frustrated by the defeat of the Demon Race and the power of Shenxiao True Monarch, worried about when he could seek revenge.

The face of the Fox King was laden with sorrow, likely grieving for the current state of the Demon Race, and for the fall of the Lion Emperor.

The Peacock King and the Roc King, although sowhat dejected, still had a sense of confidence in their brows.

The Tiger King and Sky Wolf King, beyond their grief, seed sowhat invigorated, as if they had thought of sothing.

“What the Demon Race needs now is unity. Otherwise, we will never have the chance to take revenge, let alone return to the Ancestral Land,” declared the Rat King sternly, his words carrying an implicit aning.

Previously, the Lion Emperor was the Sovereign of the Demon Race, and whether or not he truly commanded the wholehearted loyalty of the many True Immortals, the title at least superficially united the Demon Race.

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