112: Big battle!

Yu Qing led over a thousand Yao Race Martial Artists back to Great Barren Mountain.

At this moment, tens of thousands of Yao Race Martial Artists were stationed in Great Barren Mountain, their Demonic Qi soaring to the sky, extremely terrifying.

Deep within Great Barren Mountain.

"Yu Qing, what did you discover on your trip to the Human Race city?"

The speaker was Eagle Yang, the Clan Chief of the Iron Eagle Clan, a Saint Realm Expert at the Peak of the Early Stage, and one of the two Holy Realm martial artists from the Yao Race who had entered Heavenly Martial Continent this time.

Yu Qing heard this and smiled, saying:

"My Lord, those Human Race Martial Artists were no match. In that city, there was only one Human Race woman whose strength was decent, but I severely injured her and she fled. The rest of the Human Race Martial Artists were all trash."

Yu Qing truly looked down on the Human Race from the bottom of his heart.

These Human Race members were extremely weak. Compared to Yao Race Martial Artists of the same cultivation level, not only were their Physical Bodies stronger, but their various talents far surpassed Human Race Martial Artists. In battle, one Yao Race Martial Artist was comparable to three or four Human Race Martial Artists of the same level.

Eagle Yang heard this, a cold sneer on his face:

"The Human Race is weak, nothing more than that."

"However, several Great Saints of my Yao Race joined forces to open a sliver of the spatial barrier, precisely to secure a foothold before the main army arrives and establish a Foundation here. You all must not be careless."

Listening to Eagle Yang's admonishment, Yu Qing hurriedly nodded respectfully.

Great Saints of the Demon Clan were the top experts of the Yao Race. Each of them possessed the ability to move mountains and fill seas, their strength terrifying.

"Besides my Yao Race, there are a few other top races with the ability to open a sliver of the spatial barrier. As far as I know, the Demon Race appeared on Heavenly Martial Continent some time ago."

Beside Eagle Yang, another Saint Realm Expert spoke.

His name was Ape Mang, from the Great Strength Demonic Ape Clan, born with immense strength, and also at the Peak of the Early Stage of the Saint Realm.

Hearing Ape Mang's words, Eagle Yang sneered and said:

"The return of all races, an era of great contention. Whether it's the Demon Race or other myriad races, they are all just stepping stones for my Yao Race."

"Indeed."

Ape Mang nodded, a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

Just as the demons were discussing, suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the outskirts of Great Barren Mountain.

The sky darkened, and countless spirit boats covered the sky, hovering above Great Barren Mountain.

Eagle Yang narrowed his eyes, looking at the spirit boats above the sky, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Human Race Martial Artists, they reacted so quickly."

He hadn't expected the Human Race Martial Artists to make a move so soon.

Ape Mang, beside him, snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his words.

"So what if they make a move? It's a good opportunity to wipe out all these Human Race Martial Artists and let them know that my Yao Race has returned!"

"Indeed, let's fight!"

Eagle Yang also held an immense disdain for the Human Race in his heart.

In the ancient war of myriad races, although the Human Race had decent strength, they were simply incomparable to the Yao Race.

Not long after, Ape Mang and Eagle Yang led tens of thousands of Yao Race troops to the entrance of Great Barren Mountain.

.......

"Those two should be the leaders of this group of Yao Race Martial Artists. Both are at the Peak of the Early Stage of the Saint Realm."

Beside Su Changqing, Ancestor Xuan narrowed his eyes and spoke.

He had a clear view of Eagle Yang and Ape Mang's cultivation.

Su Changqing smiled slightly, rubbed his chin, and smacked his lips, saying:

"The Yao Race's Foundation is truly not weak. They immediately sent out two Holy Realm martial artists."

"Ancestor Xuan, don't kill these two guys later. It's best to cripple them, the kind with mental weakness. I have a great use for them."

Ancestor Xuan heard this, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, no problem."

Although he didn't know what this brat Su Changqing was up to, based on Ancestor Xuan's understanding of him, this brat was very devious and definitely up to no good.

"Boom!"

Just as the two were speaking, the Yao Race Martial Artists attacked without a word.

Several Supreme Realm Martial Artists directly attacked the spirit boats.

"Damn it, are these Yao Race members sick in the head? Tens of thousands dare to attack spirit boats carrying hundreds of thousands."

Su Changqing also couldn't help but complain.

These Yao Race members were like they were sick in the head. Occupying Great Barren Mountain, they had the feeling of mountain bandits. A Yao Race army of tens of thousands dared to actively attack Tai Xuan Sect's army of hundreds of thousands.

Their brains were like they didn't exist.

In contrast, the Demon Race was much smarter.

They quietly occupied Yunlan Region and secretly spread outwards.

However, Su Changqing had no intention of being soft-hearted.

He stood on the spirit boat and loudly declared:

"All Disciples of Tai Xuan Sect, listen to my command! Annihilate the Yao Race, show no mercy!"

His voice, enveloped by powerful True Qi, spread throughout all the spirit boats.

"We respectfully obey the Saint's command!!"

"......"

In an instant, countless Disciples and Elders of Tai Xuan Sect descended from the sky, along with tens of thousands of Puppet armies.

Su Changqing handed those Puppets to the Tai Xuan Sect Disciples. With the Puppets' amplification, the strength of the Disciples increased significantly.

On the other side, the Yao Race army also wasted no words and directly launched their attack.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"....."

In just a few breaths, the battle between the Human Race and the Yao Race erupted. Terrifying explosions resounded one after another, and countless battle repercussions spread.

At first, Eagle Yang and Ape Mang, the two demons, still had smiles on their faces.

But as the battle continued, after only half an hour, the smiles on their faces suddenly vanished, and they instantly became solemn.

Because they discovered that in just half an hour, the tens of thousands of Yao Race troops had lost half their numbers directly. These were all elites!

In contrast, the Tai Xuan Sect Martial Artists suffered minimal losses, at most only a few hundred deaths. Although many Puppets were lost, especially the lower-grade ones, totaling several thousand, those things could be manufactured infinitely.

For Su Changqing, a Rank Seven Puppet, with King Realm strength, could be produced in at most half an hour, which was nothing at all.

But those dead Yao Race Martial Artists could not be created in a short time.

Besides having the help of Puppets, the Tai Xuan Sect Disciples themselves were extremely strong, not inferior to Yao Race Martial Artists of the same cultivation level.

And the Tai Xuan Sect had a large number of Disciples, with several or even more than a dozen surrounding one Yao Race Martial Artist, naturally greatly reducing their losses.

"Damn it, how can these Human Race Martial Artists be so strong?"

"And there are so many of them."

Eagle Yang and Ape Mang, the two Saint Realm great demons, were extremely solemn.

The two demons were about to make a move when they were suddenly locked onto by a terrifying aura.

Ancestor Xuan moved, Iron Mountain also moved, and Revered Master stayed by Su Changqing's side, fearing he might encounter any danger.

Originally, Ancestor Xuan alone was enough to deal with these two great demons at the Peak of the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, but Iron Mountain had broken through to the Saint Realm some time ago, so it was a good opportunity to practice.

"Boom!"

Ancestor Xuan threw a punch, and Eagle Yang instantly felt as if he had been targeted by some great terror. His fur bristled, and he hurriedly resisted.

However.

A punch from a Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artist was naturally not something it could easily resist.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Eagle Yang was instantly sent flying, crashing back dozens of meters away.

And Ape Mang, just as he was about to provide support, was entangled by Iron Mountain.

As the Peak Revered Master of Tai Xuan Sect's Enforcement Peak, Iron Mountain's combat strength was not just for show. He was a Prodigy Martial Artist in his youth, and his combat strength was extremely strong.