190: I've already forgotten my roots!

Above the devastated defensive line, Liu Feng and Wan Long stood in a standoff.

The former said indifferently, "I don't want to waste words. We can withdraw our troops and stop bothering you for now."

His goal was to save these demonic beasts; it was a critical period, and they couldn't all be allowed to die.

Moreover, he had just become the new king and needed more support from the demonic beasts. Now was his chance to earn their trust!

But how could Wan Long let him have his way? He asked, "What if I insist on keeping these beasts here?"

Liu Feng's lips curled up. "You and I are both Eighth-Rank. With me here, you won't have the chance to deal with the other demons. As for the current strength of the Little Sun Country, they are no match for my demon race. If you don't want the human race to lose more troops, I advise you to think twice."

"Roar~"

The demonic beasts glared fixedly at the soldiers of the Little Sun Country, looking as if they would charge and kill at any moment!

Just as Liu Feng said, without an Eighth-Rank present, the Little Sun Country would surely be destroyed!

The people of the Little Sun Country looked at Wan Long uneasily, terrified that he would act recklessly.

But Wan Long sneered, "I have a certain trait—I don't listen to advice!"

As soon as he said this, the faces of the soldiers from the Little Sun Country instantly changed.

"Please think twice, Senior!"

"The Dragon Country promised to support us! You must protect us!"

Bei Menlin and the others spoke up one after another.

Wan Long snorted coldly. "Are you trying to tell me how to do my job?"

Bei Menlin's face turned incredibly ugly, and he cursed him as an idiot in his heart!

He finally understood; this Wan Long was clearly doing this on purpose! The man couldn't wait for everyone on this side to die!

No! He had to try and negotiate! If the people were gone, everything would be lost!

"Senior Wan, I still have many resources in my camp. If you protect us, I am willing to offer them up with both hands!"

Hearing this, Wan Long glanced at him. "Oh? Truly?"

Bei Menlin nodded hurriedly. "Absolutely true!"

"Very well, then I'll give you some face!"

Hearing Wan Long's promise, the soldiers of the Little Sun Country sighed in relief. Although they felt extremely aggrieved, it was nothing compared to being able to survive!

Wan Long suddenly looked at Liu Feng and said indifferently, "Scram! If I see you again, I won't show any mercy!"

Liu Feng chuckled, equally arrogant. "Slay me... You're not qualified!"

A cold killing intent flashed through Wan Long's eyes!

"Don't think you're invincible just because you reached the Eighth-Rank through some crooked means. If you don't scram now, I'll forget my roots right here!"

Liu Feng stared straight at him, then raised his hand and waved. The demonic beasts immediately retreated like an ebbing tide.

Soon, they disappeared past the horizon, returning to the Chaotic Plains in a sorry state.

In the air, Liu Feng's lips curled. "I really don't like your tone."

Wan Long laughed arrogantly. "Then deal with it!"

Liu Feng raised his hand and clenched it!

Buzz!

The space around Wan Long began to peel away and contract layer by layer, as terrifying auras ravaged toward him!

Wan Long's brow furrowed, and then he also erupted with a violent power. The roar of a dragon echoed throughout the field!

Powerful pressure stopped the spatial tremors. Wan Long clenched his fist, and a dragon's roar instantly rippled out. The space around him shattered, and he stepped out completely unharmed.

"Mere child's play!"

Wan Long's voice fell, and then he took a step forward, throwing a punch directly at Liu Feng!

As the fist imprint emerged, the force had already swept in front of Liu Feng!

The latter's gaze was calm, and he did not choose to dodge. When the force struck him, Liu Feng was blown into countless fragments!

A faint voice rang out, "The next time we meet, it will be a battle to the death. Don't worry, it won't be long."

As the voice faded, Liu Feng's figure had already vanished.

Only Wan Long and the surviving Little Japanese remained; the battlefield was a mess.

This demon race raid had caused them to lose over half their numbers, and three Seventh-Rank Martial Artists had lost their ability to fight.

It could be said that the Little Sun Country's losses were extremely heavy; if Wan Long hadn't arrived, they would have already fallen!

Bei Menlin forced himself to stand up and cupped his hands toward Wan Long. "Thank you, Senior Wan, for your assistance!"

Wan Long looked at him indifferently. "Cut the pleasantries. Give me something practical."

Bei Menlin sighed softly and then sent his subordinates to retrieve the resources.

Soon, Wan Long satisfactorily received several space rings. After checking the contents, his expression softened.

The amount of resources inside was equivalent to one-third of what they had negotiated.

This could be considered a hefty extortion!

Wan Long said indifferently, "The transaction is over. You're on your own!"

With that, he left with the resources. Oh, and as he departed, he swept away all the Demon King crystals and corpses on the field!

Seeing this, the people of the Little Sun Country were furious but dared not speak out, only able to watch helplessly.

Bei Menlin slumped down as if all his strength had been drained, his face completely lifeless.

"What a massive loss!"

...Meanwhile, in the Chaotic Plains.

A crowd of demonic beasts gathered together. Above them were several Demon Kings, and under their pressure, the noisy discussions and roars below gradually quieted down.

After a while, a figure walked over slowly.

It was Liu Feng!

Seeing him, the Demon Kings looked at each other, and then the Bear Demon King was the first to speak politely, "Lord Liu..."

Lord Liu!

Liu Feng belonged to the demon race camp and was a noble Eighth-Rank. Now that he had become the King of the Chaotic Plains, it was only reasonable to address him as Lord Liu.

Liu Feng nodded indifferently. "Mhm. You all performed well in this battle, causing irreparable losses to the human race!"

He started by giving his subordinates high praise.

The Demon Kings were very pleased to hear this, and a hint of joy appeared in their eyes.

"Thank you for your praise, Lord Liu!"

Liu Feng's gaze swept over every demonic beast. Although many had survived, most were injured.

Wings were broken, limbs were severed, scales were charred... The Chaotic Plains had lost at least nearly forty percent of its forces this time, and more importantly, its high-level combat power was dwindling!

"Where is that human?"

Liu Feng suddenly asked.

The Ape Demon King stepped forward and said respectfully, "Reporting to Lord Liu, that human is extremely cunning and escaped during the chaos of the battle. If it weren't for that human Wan Long, we could have completely broken through the Little Sun Country's defensive line and gone in to hunt him down!"

The Demon Kings all felt it was a great pity because Fang Bai was carrying a terrifying amount of resources, and they had missed out... Liu Feng said indifferently, "We will discuss this later. What you need to do now is regroup your forces and recruit more high-level demon race combatants. Next time will be our final battle with the human race!"

Final battle!

The demonic beasts looked at each other.

The Demon Kings were even more hesitant to speak.

They had suffered too many losses and were starting to feel like retreating!

At that moment, Liu Feng suddenly flicked his sleeve, and several streaks of green light fell upon the Demon Kings. Their injuries began to recover rapidly!

Seeing this, the Demon Kings were overjoyed!

"Do you have any objections now?"

The Demon Kings looked at Liu Feng with fervor. "We obey Lord Liu's command!"

Next time, it will be the final battle!