111: Monster clan? Kill!

Mo Ming’s face also showed a hint of anger.

“Seven days ago, the Yao Race appeared in the Great Barren Mountain on the border of our Tai Xuan Territory.

I dispatched several Elders to investigate, but I didn’t expect there to be quite a number of Yao Race Martial Artists entrenched there—tens of thousands of them, and all of them elites.

Furthermore, there were several terrifying auras among them, which should belong to Saint Realm Yao Race Martial Artists.”

“Feiyun City is close to the Great Barren Mountain and suffered a sneak attack from a group of Yao Race Martial Artists.”

At this point, Su Changqing finally understood.

The place where the Yao Race appeared was the Great Barren Mountain, which is close to Feiyun City.

Those guys not only occupied the Great Barren Mountain but also attacked Feiyun City.

Su Changqing narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

“It seems that this group of Yao Race Martial Artists, like the Demon Race Martial Artists, are slowly beginning to emerge.”

“If I’m not mistaken, this group of Yao Race Martial Artists is very likely a vanguard.”

Su Changqing gave his conjecture, and everyone nodded in agreement.

After all, the Yao Race has deep foundations; there’s no way there are only tens of thousands of Martial Artists.

Not just the Yao Race, but the Demon Race earlier were also the same; these are all just vanguard troops.

It’s just unknown when the other Yao Race Martial Artists and Demon Race Martial Artists will appear.

Regarding these changes, both Tai Xuan Sect and the other major Holy Lands felt somewhat unprepared.

“Changqing, what do you think we should do about this?”

Mo Ming asked.

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing didn't hesitate at all; he stood up directly and said coldly:

“Kill!”

“Since these Yao Race have trespassed into our Tai Xuan Sect’s Domain, then kill them all.

Regardless of whether they are vanguard troops, wipe them all out.”

Firstly, these Yao Race are like a nail driven into Tai Xuan Sect’s Domain; if they are not eliminated in time, the subsequent entry of the main Yao Race army will likely cause even greater trouble.

Secondly, Chu Xuan was severely injured, so as her Junior Brother, Su Changqing naturally wouldn't let the matter rest.

Every single Yao Race Martial Artist, without exception, must die!

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked by Su Changqing’s fierce Killing Intent.

The various Peak Lords didn't speak; they were all contemplating, as this was no small matter and involved the future of the entire Sect.

Mo Ming was also deep in thought.

Gu Xiran, who was beside Su Changqing, stood up and said:

“Senior Brother, Changqing’s opinion is my opinion.”

Gu Xiran’s tone was very calm, but beneath that calmness lay towering rage.

After all, her Personal Disciple was severely injured; how could Gu Xiran, as her Revered Master, not be angry?

Tie Shan also stood up and said:

“I also agree with the Saint’s opinion.”

As the Peak Lord of the Sect’s Enforcement Peak, Tie Shan naturally couldn’t tolerate any injustice.

The Sect’s True Disciple was severely injured by the Yao Race; if there was no reaction, it would be too stifling.

Coupled with his extreme gratitude towards Su Changqing, he naturally wouldn't object.

As for Ancestor Xuan, he also had no objections.

“Changqing makes sense.”

With the several Saint Realm Experts of Tai Xuan Sect all speaking, the various Peak Lords also chimed in:

“Indeed, the Saint speaks wisely.”

“No problem, let’s just do it.”

“Damned Yao Race, they all deserve to die!!!”

“…”

Seeing that everyone’s opinions were unified, Mo Ming made a decision in his heart.

He stood up and said:

“Since that’s the case, then prepare for war.

Gather the Disciples; we’ll depart today and catch them off guard.”

Mo Ming was also a decisive person.

Since he chose to eliminate this group of tens of thousands of Yao Race Martial Artists, then they would set off immediately and catch the opponent by surprise.

“Yes!!”

Everyone stood up and left, beginning to arrange for the Disciples to prepare for battle.

Su Changqing also turned and left, returning to Lingyun Peak to gather all his combat resources.

During this time, Su Changqing had not been idle.

In half a month, his cultivation had not only risen to the Peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm, but he had also forged quite a few Puppets.

Among them, there were a full one thousand two hundred Rank Seven Puppets.

These were Rank Seven Puppets, equivalent to King Realm existences, and could definitely unleash extremely strong combat power in battle.

As for Puppets below Rank Seven, Su Changqing already had some accumulated before, and with the crafting during this period, there were over sixty thousand of them.

This was absolutely a terrifying number; if handed over to Tai Xuan Sect Disciples to control, the overall strength would undoubtedly see a significant increase.

Soon.

In just half an hour, above Tai Xuan Sect, hundreds of spirit boats stood in the air, with countless Disciples onboard.

Only Mo Ming was left to guard the Sect.

Ancestor Xuan led Gu Xiran and Tie Shan, a total of three Saint Realm Martial Artists, to the Great Barren Mountain.

Su Changqing sat cross-legged on a spirit boat.

Although he was angry, Su Changqing still maintained his rationality.

Although he didn't know the full extent of the Yao Race’s situation, Su Changqing was still very confident.

After all, this time Tai Xuan Sect had dispatched three Saint Realm Martial Artists, plus the Ten-Rank Puppets, meaning a total of four Saint Realm Experts and hundreds of thousands of Tai Xuan Sect elite Disciples, plus tens of thousands of Puppet troops.

This was absolutely an extremely terrifying combat force.

However, Su Changqing was considering the purpose of this group of tens of thousands of Yao Race Martial Artists.

And… how exactly did they appear?

“It seems we need to capture some live ones from this Yao Race army to gather information, and ideally… plant a batch of ‘Mind Domination’ on them; it might be of great use in the future.”

Su Changqing murmured, having made up his mind.

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At this moment, Feiyun City.

Over a thousand Yao Race Martial Artists occupied the city.

All the resources of the original several Families in the city had been plundered clean.

“My Lord, these Human Race Martial Artists are really poor.

We plundered several Families, and the resources are pitifully scarce.”

The speaking Yao Race Martial Artist had a tiger face and a human body, with a robust physique, a full two meters tall.

And the Lord he spoke of was named Yu Qing, from the Azure Bird Race.

He had a pair of huge azure wings on his back and was at the Early Stage of the Supreme Realm cultivation, serving as a Grand Commander of the Yao Race.

Chu Xuan was defeated by him.

Yu Qing sneered, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

“This is just a remote city of the Human Race.

The Human Race has occupied the Heavenly Martial Continent for millions of years; it’s about time for our Yao Race to return.

These are just appetizers.

In a while, when the Small World begins to integrate and our Yao Race army descends, the entire Heavenly Martial Continent will be our Yao Race’s territory.”

After speaking, he glanced at the tiger demon in front of him and said indifferently:

“Go, gather your subordinates and prepare to withdraw back to the Great Barren Mountain.”

The Great Barren Mountain was a territory occupied by this group of Yao Race, with tens of thousands of Yao Race troops stationed within a range of several thousand miles, along with two Saint Realm great demons, making it extremely secure.

The tiger demon immediately nodded in affirmation and then quickly departed.

Yu Qing’s lips curved slightly upward, his face full of smiles.

The Yao Race had been excluded from the Heavenly Martial Continent for a full million years, and finally, in their generation, they were about to usher in their return.

“Soon, soon.

It won’t be long before our Yao Race army descends, and all the treasures of this continent will belong to our Yao Race.”

Yu Qing murmured, then turned and left for the Great Barren Mountain.