Li Taibai's expression was very bad. Both they and the demons were harmed, which inadvertently increased the Ximen family's power ratio and made the Ximen family's status more important.
He was also thinking that if the strong men of the Ximen family also participated in this operation, they might be able to defeat the main force of the demons in one fell swoop and achieve an unprecedented victory.
"Ximen's family..."
When thinking of the Ximen family, the faces of the strong men from the three tribes all turned pale. They suffered heavy losses this time and the demons took advantage.
In this way, it will be even more difficult to suppress the momentum of the Ximen family, which will make them passive when getting along with the Ximen family.
"Ahem...I'm still alive!"
Jin Hao dragged his wounds all over his body and was glad that he did not die.
The Jinjiao clan cannot do without him. If he unfortunately dies, the Jinjiao clan will most likely fall as well.
"Fellow Taoist Jin Hao, it's good to be alive."
Li Taibai held Jin Hao's hand and comforted him lonelyly.
They suffered a lot of losses in this battle, and if the demons hadn't suddenly evacuated, their losses would have been even greater.
They had no way of knowing why the demons suddenly evacuated, and they could only put forward some hypotheses.
Li Taibai also asked, and Hayao Miyazaki, who had been staying at the Ximen family, received the reply that the strong Ximen family members had basically not moved, and only a handful of Huashen clan members had left the clan and their whereabouts were unknown.
This made Li Taibai and others reject the possibility of the Ximen family sneaking into the demon clan's stronghold. How could a few Huashen clan members have the ability to force the main force of the demon clan to retreat.
"Go back to camp!"
Li Taibai sighed, sacrificed his flying boat, and returned to the headquarters of the three tribes with the remaining strong men and some of the corpses of his fallen fellow Taoists.
On the other side, Mo Wudi, who had withdrawn from the Demon Abyss, shouted to the sky in anger.
His confidant Demon Wushu actually died. Needless to say what happened, something must have happened to the Boundary Breaking Altar.
"The fall of Mo Wuwu is such a big thing. Why did you tell me so quickly?"
The devil roars filial piety.
"Sir, the guards guarding the soul cards have all been transferred to guard the formation. There are too many strong men from our clan and the strength to guard the formation is insufficient, so we have no choice but to..."
This new Demon King also considered that the Soul Card is not important and it doesn't matter whether there is someone guarding it, so he transferred the guards there to guard the formation.
"You bastard, how can you just transfer the guard guarding the soul card away at will? You deserve to die."
Mo Wudi was completely angry, even a little panicked.
"Sir, something happened to the Boundary Breaking Altar, what should we do?"
Mo Wushang was seriously injured and asked sadly.
"What else can we do? Let's go and see how damaged it is. If it can be repaired, we must repair it as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will be in misery."
Mo Wudi sighed, led his strong men, and headed straight for the real Altar of Breaking the Boundary.
After a long journey, they finally arrived at the location of the Boundary-Breaking Altar, or in other words, the location of the Boundary-Breaking Altar ruins.
After all, the Boundary Breaking Altar no longer exists at this time, leaving only miserable ruins, and all usable materials have been cleaned up.
"this……"
Mo Wudi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His thousands of years of hard work were just destroyed.
"Sir, who is so cruel that he destroyed this place like this and left us no materials at all?"
Mo Wushang glared hatefully at the ruins in front of him.
"It's really over now. My clan's plan may not be realized, or it may have to wait for the next few thousand years."
A demon king said sadly.
Thousands of years of hard work were completely destroyed in this way. The hearts of all the strong demons were bleeding. This was a huge blow to them.
They were originally full of confidence, thinking that as long as a hundred demon king companions reinforced the battlefield, they could gain a comprehensive advantage over the human race.
Then occupy the demon-killing battlefield, and finally conquer the mortal world, but now it seems that this is no longer feasible.
The hope is right in front of them, and it will be realized soon. They will be free and no longer have to be trapped in the battlefield of demon extermination. But in the blink of an eye, the hope is shattered.
They will have to be trapped for at least several thousand years. You can imagine the gap in their hearts. It goes without saying how much of a blow it will be to the powerful demons.
Seeing the Altar of Breaking the World in ruins, all the powerful demons from Demon Invincible to Demon Clan felt sad, not to mention how lonely they were.
"Who did this? I just want to know, who did this?"
Demon Wudi looked up to the sky and roared his filial piety, wishing he could crush the murderer to ashes. Even so, it was difficult to relieve even one ten thousandth of the hatred in his heart.
"Sir, our internal intelligence officer reported back that the senior officials of the three tribes did not understand why we retreated. I also asked about the World-Breaking Altar, but the senior officials of the three tribes also knew nothing about it.
At least, this is the information our people have detected. In this case, the only one left is the Ximen family who is unwilling to take orders from the top leaders of the three clans."
Mo Wushang easily reports.
"The Ximen family, this Ximen family again, is really haunted!"
Mo Wudi gnashed his teeth with hatred, wishing to chew up the entire Ximen family.
"Sir, this Ximen family has always acted alone. They never tell the senior officials of the three clans about any actions they take.
Our people cannot grasp the trends of the Ximen family, otherwise, this kind of thing would not happen, and it would be very difficult to handle."
Mo Wushang is very troubled by the Ximen family. Not only is the Ximen family powerful, but also they are unable to grasp the Ximen family's intelligence.
"Sir, we have an internal agent who has been staying at the Ximen family recently. He has just sent back information that there is no sign of the Ximen family moving out, and only a few people have left the clan."
Mo Bu suddenly received the internal response message and immediately reported it to Mo Wudi.
"How is it possible? If the Ximen family was not involved, then who else could have done it?"
"Could it be those few Ximen family members who left sporadically?"
"Impossible. The Altar of Breaking Boundary is guarded by useless demons. It is easy to resist more than a dozen strong men of the same level. How can a few strong men from the Ximen family break through the formation of holy demons?"
All the demons were dumbfounded and did not understand how the World Breaking Altar was destroyed.
"Lord Mo Wuwei, it seems that we can only wait. For such a great achievement, the three tribes will definitely publicize it, so that we will know who it is."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Ximen family has the biggest suspicion. I think it is the Ximen family. They may have sent out a large number of hidden tribesmen. It is entirely possible."
"That's right. The biggest suspects are the Ximen family. This damn family has brought endless trouble to our clan. Sooner or later, this damn family will be destroyed."
"After conquering this interface, we must make delicacies for all the Ximen family members and make them slaves for generations. They will always be our blood food."
The demons already hate the Ximen family to the core, after all, they have ruined too many good things for them.
Especially this time, the destruction of the World-Breaking Altar was a huge blow to the demons, making them hate it to the bone.
Although they have no evidence to prove that it was the Ximen family who did it, they believe it is very likely.
Among the top leaders of the demon clan, Mo Wudi was under the greatest pressure. The Altar of Breaking the Boundary was completely destroyed, and he didn't know how to report it to Emperor Xuan Ye.
To rebuild a world-breaking altar requires a large amount of materials, some of which are not available in the mortal world, and some of which are precious and rare even in the Holy Demon Cult.
If he wanted to build an altar again, he would need the support of Emperor Xuan Ye and let the low-level demons transport rare spiritual materials.
"It seems that it is useless to put all the blame on the devil. This is the only thing we can do."
Mo Wudi sighed, putting all the responsibilities on Mo Wuwu, and took it all off himself.
In order to gain the support of Emperor Xuan Ye again and for his own future status, he could only make this move.
The Holy Demon Sect has many resources, and over the years, it has been collecting materials to build a boundary-breaking altar. He believes that as long as it provides full support and brings the resources of the Holy Demon Sect, a boundary-breaking altar can be built again in the Demon Extermination Battlefield soon.
In the Holy Spirit Abyss, Ximen Changqing shared the results of his battle with his tribe and took out all the resources seized from the Demon Clan's Boundary Breaking Altar.
"The best Kong Ming Stone, this is the product of the Holy Demon Cult, what a good thing!"
"And these are all high-level spiritual materials. I've made another windfall, haha!"
"In this bloody battle between the demons and the three tribes, Changqing got a big advantage!"
"Changqing, next time something good like this happens, bring your third uncle with you! Don't always eat alone, haha!"
"Changqing is called to make a prompt decision. If you call us, you will waste time and miss the opportunity."
"The Altar of Breaking the Boundary has been completely destroyed. Now the hundred demon kings of the demon clan will never be able to get through again. We can rest assured."
The tribesmen were very happy to see Ximen Changqing harvesting these trophies.
"Ancestor, put these into the family treasury!"
Ximen Changqing made a very generous statement.
"Okay, then put them in the clan treasury. By the way, what are you going to do with the corpses of these powerful men from the three clans and just return them to them?"
Ximen Zangjian looked at the large number of skeletons in the storage bead and felt very shocked.
"Of course we have to return it to them. What's the use of keeping it? Hayao Miyazaki is still there, so just give it to him and let him take it back and give it back to the major forces."
Ximen Changqing was able to bring these corpses back to the major forces, and at the same time, to demonstrate the strength and magnanimity of the Ximen family.
"Okay, then return it to them as soon as possible."
Ximen Zangjian asked a Yuanying clan member to invite Hayao Miyazaki to come over.
At this moment, Hayao Miyazaki is resting in the guest room. He came here this time and brought six Nascent Soul followers.
However, among these six people, only one is a disciple of Nanhai Immortal Palace, and the other five are all Nascent Soul disciples from major holy places.
The purpose of accompanying him here is to grasp the information about the Ximen family as soon as possible, so that he can report it immediately.
"Senior Gong, senior Changqing of the Ximen family, has just come back. He seems very excited and must have gained something. Do you want to go over and have a look."
A Nascent Soul monk boldly went over to chat with Hayao Miyazaki.
"Oh, really! I know."
Hayao Miyazaki looked at him suspiciously, feeling strange.
Although he knew that these Nascent Soul cultivators were here to inquire about information, this junior cultivator was too proactive and dared to urge him to go over and understand the situation.
"Holy Fire Cult, there is no need to be so anxious!"
Hayao Miyazaki looked at this monk again. He smiled disdainfully and stood up to find Ximen Changqing.
"Elder Gong, the Ximen family sent someone to ask for an audience."
The Nascent Soul disciples of Nanhai Immortal Palace are reporting.
"Oh, please."
Hayao Miyazaki stopped and sat on the chair next to him.
"Senior Gong, this storage bead contains the skeletons of the top and middle-level members of the three tribes. Please return it to the forces they belong to. Thank you for your help."
The Ximen Yuanying clan member directly handed over the storage beads without saying much nonsense.
"Okay, let me see."
Hayao Miyazaki took the storage bead, scanned it with his consciousness, and stood up in surprise.
"Brothers Shangguan Feihong, Ouyang Feihe, Qin Chong...where did you get these corpses?"
Hayao Miyazaki attaches great importance to these corpses, and he must ask clearly.
"Senior Gong, this is my fourth uncle Chang Qing. He followed a demon king and found and breached a demon stronghold. These corpses were found there."
The Ximen family members replied seriously.
"Follow the Demon King and find a stronghold with a large number of corpses? It's an altar. It must be an altar. Could it be the Boundary-Breaking Altar?
That's right, only if the World-Breaking Altar is destroyed will the demons evacuate at all costs. Now it makes sense.
However, this fellow Daoist Changqing is so powerful that he destroyed the altar of the demons by himself. The demons must have been defensive and allowed him to take advantage of it. How could his life be so good?"
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Hayao Miyazaki sighed.
These words did not evade the several Nascent Soul followers they brought. Among them, the Nascent Soul monk of the Holy Fire Sect quietly left after listening to their conversation.
Hayao Miyazaki didn't take it seriously, thinking he was reporting the latest situation of the Ximen family to the Holy Fire Cult.
However, he only guessed half of it right. This Nascent Soul monk first passed the information to the demons, and then passed the information to the Holy Fire Sect.
He is an informant placed by the demons in the human race, responsible for investigating and delivering information to the demons.
Within the human race, there are many others like him, and they are all a group of bastards who betrayed the human race.
After continuing to learn some details, Miyazaki hurriedly left the Holy Spirit Abyss and returned to the headquarters of the three tribes. He must hand over the corpses in the storage beads to the major forces as soon as possible.
In the Demon Abyss, Mo Wudi looked ugly. He and several of his confidants were studying the reason why the Boundary-Breaking Sacrifice to Heaven was discovered.
How could such a hidden world-breaking altar be discovered, why Mo Wuyou couldn't defend the holy and demon formation, and why didn't he ask for help from himself.
What exactly happened at that time? Was it so urgent that it was too late for Mo Wuyou to send a message for help?
If he hadn't been a confidant for many years and knew Mo Wuyou well enough, he would have suspected that Mo Wuyou was a human spy and destroyed the Boundary Breaking Altar under the orders of the top human race officials.
Whenever a confidant raised this hypothesis, Mo Wudi immediately rejected it. He believed that his confidant would never betray the demon clan.
"Sir, the news finally came. It was a strong man from the Ximen family who followed Mo Wuyou, destroyed the world-breaking altar, and obtained a large number of corpses from the three tribes. Now, these corpses have been returned to the major forces of the three tribes.
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Mo Wushang received the latest information, and the mystery in his mind was finally solved.
"Mo Wuyou was followed all the way? You really shouldn't have listened to him."
Mo Wudi punched himself hard, feeling infinite regret in his heart.