168: The war between gods, demons and monsters!

"Boom!"

Ying Zhao directly attacked the Fire Demon King, and his terrifying attack shook the heavens and the earth.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"..."

After several consecutive blows, the Fire Demon King was dizzy and disoriented, unable to react for a moment.

"Damn it."

The Fire Demon King gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with rage.

He was being bullied too much!

This was simply outrageous.

But Ying Zhao didn't care about the Fire Demon King's inner rage; he had come with the intention of dying, so he naturally wouldn't let him off easily.

"Damn it, what are you guys still looking at? Come help!"

The Fire Demon King roared at the Demon Kings who were all Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage.

Seeing this, the Demon Race Experts no longer hesitated and stepped forward to help.

However, at this moment, Ying Zhao grinned, a cruel smile flashing in his eyes.

"Help?"

"There's no need for that."

With that, Ying Zhao's speed surged, and he rushed towards the Fire Demon King at an extreme speed. The latter didn't react at all to the incredible speed, and then, Ying Zhao embraced the Fire Demon King's body.

"You... what are you doing?"

The Fire Demon King was instantly shocked.

What the hell?

Forced embrace?

"I'm taking you with me to die."

Ying Zhao's scarlet eyes licked the blood from his lips, and his calm words seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jins, like a heavy hammer striking the Fire Demon King's heart.

Take... take me with him to die?

What the hell?

Suddenly, he felt a scorching energy that seemed to be burning, and the Fire Demon King's face instantly changed drastically.

"Wh-what the hell, s-self-destruct, you're going to self-destruct, madman, you're a damn madman!"

"..."

The Fire Demon King was instantly horrified, his entire face twisted.

He tried to escape, but Ying Zhao held him tightly.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a loud noise echoed between heaven and earth.

The aftermath of a Saint Realm Expert in the Late Stage self-destructing was extremely terrifying; countless weaker Martial Artists below were directly shattered by this aftermath.

And the few Demon Kings who were Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage who had just arrived also felt the immense shockwave from this massive aftermath, and their Qi and blood surged.

These were minor matters; the most crucial was the Fire Demon King.

He was at the center of the explosion.

When the Demon Kings searched for a long time, they only saw countless dust in the world; nothing else remained.

"Damn it, Fire Demon King was killed by him."

"Damn it, a madman, truly a madman, to actually self-destruct."

"Damn it, after this battle, our Demon Race gained nothing but suffered heavy losses!"

"..."

"..."

The Demon Race Experts cursed, their eyes filled with displeasure.

In this battle, not only did they lose many Demon Race Martial Artists, but the demise of the Fire Demon King alone was a significant loss for the Demon Race, and they gained absolutely nothing.

It was a huge loss.

However, just as the Demon Race Experts were complaining, the Yao Race was completely enraged.

Ying Zhao self-destructed and died right in front of all the Yao Race Martial Artists, which was a great humiliation for the entire Yao Race.

Facing the siege of two top races, the Yao Race couldn't even protect a Yao Saint Expert, allowing him to perish on the spot. This was an immense disgrace.

Bai Ze Demon Saint's eyes instantly turned red, and his scarlet gaze flickered with endless killing intent.

"Damn it!!!"

"Great Saint Feilian is dead, Ying Zhao is also dead, and they all died in front of us. These guys are truly bullying our Yao Race too much!"

Anger, extreme anger.

"That's right, big brother, let's fight them. At worst, I'll self-destruct too."

"Exactly, our Yao Race will never suffer such humiliation."

"No problem, let's fight!"

"..."

The Yao Saints were filled with righteous indignation, and the Yao Race Martial Artists below were also full of Battle Intent.

"Kill them for me, until death!"

Bai Ze gritted his teeth as he said this. At this moment, he no longer cared about being rational or not; he just had to do it.

"Boom!"

In an instant, countless Yao Race Martial Artists rushed forward, one after another, towards the God and Demon Races, and the eight Yao Saints also charged towards the Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage of the God and Demon Races, as if going to their deaths.

Although the current strength of the Yao Race was not enough to contend with the God and Demon Races, the sight of every Yao Race Martial Artist fighting as if going to their deaths terrified the Martial Artists of the God and Demon Races.

"Damn it, these Yao Race Martial Artists are crazy."

The Demon Kings, who were Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage, said.

"Damn it, we can't keep fighting. Those eight madmen might self-destruct later."

"Damn it, I don't want to die yet, let's retreat quickly."

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

"..."

The Fire Demon King was already dead, and there was no deep-seated enmity between the Demon Kings present and the Yao Race. Continuing to fight would bring them no benefit, so the Demon Race Martial Artists all retreated in a mere instant.

And when the God Race saw the Demon Race retreat, they also fled.

However, the Yao Race Martial Artists were already seeing red at this moment and chased them for thousands of miles.

This battle finally came to an end, and the entire Heavenly Martial Continent was in an uproar.

The great battle between the three top races—God, Demon, and Yao—resulted in the deaths of two Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage, dozens of Saint Realm Experts, and millions of Martial Artists. This was absolutely an extremely tragic battle.

........

At this moment, Su Changqing, who was Cultivating on Lingyun Peak, received a report from Immortal Master Heishui. A faint smile hung on his face, and there was no ripple in his heart, as he had long guessed this outcome.

"The Yao Race has successively lost two Saint Realm Experts in the Late Stage and dozens of Saint Realm Experts, already suffering a great blow to their Origin Qi. As for the God and Demon Races, they have also sustained some damage. It's impossible for them to launch large-scale wars again in a short period, let alone wars against our Human Race."

Su Changqing estimated with a smile.

Now that the God, Yao, and Demon Races have all suffered significant losses, it's naturally impossible for them to launch major wars in a short period. This was naturally a good thing for Su Changqing, allowing him to develop discreetly.

However, the only regrettable thing was that the three-race war had caused rivers of blood. If the Heavenly Blood Vine could absorb the vast amount of blood Qi, it might be able to Breakthrough to the Saint Realm level.

At that time, Su Changqing would even have the strength to fight against a Saint Realm Expert.

What a pity.

Su Changqing smiled, shook his head, and clicked his tongue.

"By the way, Saint, your subordinate heard yesterday that there's a small clan to the west of our Tai Xuan Sect, called the Heavenly Good Clan, which discovered traces of a token."

Heavenly Good Clan?

A hint of a smile appeared on Su Changqing's face.

The Heavenly Good Clan was merely a small clan; the strongest among them was only an Early Stage Saint Realm Expert. There weren't many clan members, only around a million. Their overall strength, let alone compared to top races, could even be crushed by the Tai Xuan Sect.

However, such a small place naturally didn't require Su Changqing to take action. He said calmly:

"You go and inform the Sect Master about this, and have Peak Lord Wang and Iron Peak Master make a trip to retrieve the token."

Wang Qingyun and Iron Peak Master were both Early Stage Saint Realm Experts. With them taking action, there would naturally be no problem.

"Yes!"

Immortal Master Heishui nodded respectfully and turned to leave.

Su Changqing looked back and continued to Cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill.