136: Don't let him spread the news.

Soon, everyone began to clean up the battlefield.

This time, the God Race lost eleven Holy Realm martial artists and seventy-three Supreme Realm Martial Artists.

Although God King Diyuan was not dead yet, in Su Changqing's opinion, he was not far from death.

Such losses, even with the God Race's profound heritage, were quite damaging.

The news of the Tai Xuan Sect's great battle instantly spread throughout the Human Race, and then to all the races on the Heavenly Martial Continent.

It was originally thought that God King Diyuan's attack on a mere Tai Xuan Sect would be no problem at all, but who would have thought that the God Race army would be completely annihilated, and even God King Diyuan would be severely wounded and flee.

Wuji Demon Sect.

"Hiss, the Tai Xuan Sect won?"

"This Venerable was planning to lend a hand, but I didn't expect the Tai Xuan Sect to achieve a great victory, with the God Race losing eleven Holy Realm martial artists, and even God King Diyuan being severely wounded."

Wei Shengwu's eyes showed some surprise upon hearing this news.

Clearly, this news exceeded his expectations.

In his opinion, even if the Tai Xuan Sect didn't lose, they definitely wouldn't achieve a great victory; the final outcome was very likely to be a stalemate.

And he had already intended to help out.

After all, the Tai Xuan Sect belonged to the Human Race faction, and Su Changqing was the young talent he valued most, even considering him as his son-in-law.

Unexpectedly... the God Race actually lost, and so thoroughly.

"When did the Tai Xuan Sect acquire such a powerful heritage? Incredible, simply incredible."

Beside Wei Shengwu, the Black-Robed Old Man said with some shock.

The Tai Xuan Sect's current heritage and strength were probably above that of the Wuji Demon Sect.

Not simple, truly not simple.

Wei Shengwu also nodded.

Nangong Family.

"What did you say, the Tai Xuan Sect won!?

And killed eleven Holy Realm martial artists, severely wounding a God Race God King?"

Nangong Bo almost shrieked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Those were eleven Saint Realm Experts.

They just died like that.

The God King was also severely wounded.

Hiss!!

This is too terrifying.

Yao Race!

"Is this the Human Race's heritage? A mere Tai Xuan Sect actually possesses such heritage. Thankfully, we didn't make a move back then."

Bai Ze Demon Saint said with a solemn expression.

On the day the myriad races descended, the Yao Race almost clashed with the Human Race.

Seeing the Tai Xuan Sect's strength and heritage today, it is clear that the Human Race's heritage must not be weak.

If his Yao Race had truly erupted into conflict with the Human Race back then, the Yao Race might not have fared well either.

Fortunately.

The God Race waded into this muddy water for his Yao Race.

.........

.........

Not only the various sects of the Human Race and the Yao Race, but also the Demon Race, the Ghost Race... all major races were discussing this great battle.

After all, today's great battle was the one with the most Holy Realm casualties since the return of the myriad races, and the God Race, a hegemonic force, suffered a huge loss.

.........

However, at this moment, Su Changqing did not care about the news from the outside world at all.

"Ancestor Xuan, are you sure it's this direction?"

An old man and a young man were creeping along like thieves.

The Ancestor Xuan gave him a white eye.

"Nonsense, how could there be any problem with an imprint personally planted by this old man?"

An imprint personally planted by the Ancestor Xuan, the severely wounded God King Diyuan naturally could not detect it.

Hearing this, Su Changqing chuckled, and then followed the Ancestor Xuan, moving stealthily.

Not long after, the two arrived at a canyon, from which a faint pressure emanated, a Qi unique to the God Race.

"This is it."

"That guy should be recovering from his injuries in the canyon."

The Ancestor Xuan said.

God King Diyuan was severely wounded by him, and his injuries would be difficult to fully recover in a short time.

If he wanted to safely return to the God Race territory, he would have to recover slightly, otherwise, he might encounter an accident on the way.

"This place is already outside the Human Race territory; this guy is quite cautious."

Su Changqing chuckled.

However, this actually gave Su Changqing a good opportunity.

"Then let's wait here for a while and watch a good show."

Su Changqing grinned, and he looked at the sky not far away, two figures approaching from a distance.

"They're here."

Su Changqing grinned, his eyes filled with joy.

The two figures hovered above the canyon, and only then did the Ancestor Xuan see clearly that they were Ape Mang and Eagle Yang, two great demons.

"You little rascal, full of wicked schemes."

The Ancestor Xuan knew what Su Changqing wanted to do: use Eagle Yang and Ape Mang's identities as Yao Race members to shift the blame, framing the Yao Race for God King Diyuan's death.

At that time, the Tai Xuan Sect could sit back and watch the Yao Race and the God Race battle it out.

Eagle Yang and Ape Mang naturally discovered Su Changqing's whereabouts, and the two demons slightly bowed in his direction, Su Changqing smiling and nodding.

Afterward, the two demons did not hesitate and flew towards the canyon.

Half an hour later.

Boom!!!

With an explosion, God King Diyuan's figure appeared from the canyon.

He fled at high speed, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face deathly pale, his Qi and blood churning, and he was extremely weak.

"Damn it!"

"This God is a God Race God King, how dare you Yao Race touch this God? My God Race will definitely fight you to the death."

God King Diyuan roared loudly as he ran.

However, Eagle Yang was faster and directly blocked God King Diyuan's retreat.

"Pah!"

"I am under Feilian Demon Saint of the Yao Race, what can a mere God Race do to me?"

Eagle Yang was extremely arrogant; he shook his body, and countless feathered arrows fell, shooting towards God King Diyuan.

If he were at his peak, God King Diyuan would naturally not put the opponent's attack in his eyes, but at present, God King Diyuan was severely wounded, his strength greatly reduced, and he naturally found it difficult to dodge Eagle Yang's strike.

Bang!

Eagle Yang's move landed on God King Diyuan, heavily striking him to the ground.

Behind him, Ape Mang quickly followed up, punching God King Diyuan.

Boom!

Under the attacks of the two Holy Realm great demons, God King Diyuan was beaten without any power to retaliate.

After all, in order to escape just now, he had burned a lot of his own essence blood, and the power he could use was extremely limited.

"Damn it!"

God King Diyuan roared with a gloomy face.

Ape Mang and Eagle Yang exchanged glances, then smiled at each other:

"Hehe, as long as we can intercept and kill you here, not only can we eliminate a major hidden danger for our Yao Race, but we can also shift the blame, making the God Race and the Human Race fight, while our Yao Race sits back and watches."

Eagle Yang and Ape Mang laughed up to the sky, generously telling God King Diyuan their 'scheme'.

Upon hearing this, God King Diyuan's face grew even more gloomy and dim.

He glared, the killing intent in his eyes completely undisguised.

"Damn it, even if this God King dies, I will definitely inform my race that those who killed me are from the Yao Race. Just wait, my God Race will definitely not let you Yao Race off easily."

As God King Diyuan's words fell, Eagle Yang and Ape Mang seemed very 'anxious'.

"Not good, we absolutely cannot let him spread the news; we must pin this on the Human Race."

"That's right, quickly kill him."

Ape Mang and Eagle Yang said sternly.

"Hmph, it's too late! This King will burn his last essence blood to tell my race!"

With that, God King Diyuan's Qi and blood surged throughout his body, his last essence blood also burning.