PHS Chapter 184 (Patreon)

Chapter 184: The World is About to Change?

Just as the members of the Nine Nether Demonic Sect escaped disaster, several shocking pieces of news swept across the entire world like a hurricane!

Members of the Ye Imperial Clan were ambushed on their way back to their clan. In the ensuing battle between five Saint Kings, the Ye Imperial Clan suffered a crushing defeat. Only two Saint Kings and Ye Chen managed to escape with their lives; the rest perished!

Members of the Lin Imperial Clan were besieged while passing through the mountain range. A Saint King from the Lin Imperial Clan died in battle. If not for the timely arrival of a Great Saint from the Lin Imperial Clan at a critical moment, Lin Zhan would have also met his death!

The Golden Crow's First Prince and Third Prince encountered three unidentified Saint Kings at the border of demon territory. A Golden Crow Ancestor fell, and the remaining Saint King fled for thirty million li with the two princes, narrowly escaping death!

The heir of the Chaos Luwu Clan was confronted by a Saint King and forced to use his hidden trump card—a sliver of a Great Emperor's will descended, repelling the attacker.

The heir of the Kunpeng Clan happened to be passing through the ancestral land of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan and was rescued by one of their ancestors!

When this news spread, almost every cultivator was stunned.

What was happening?

Was the world about to undergo a massive change?

Who dared to attack the two supreme clans of the human and demon races at the same time?

And when they struck, they struck with lethal intent, determined to kill the heirs of each clan. If they had truly succeeded, the top ten of the Myriad Races' Prodigy Leaderboard would have been completely reshuffled. Even though the young prodigies did not die, the fall of several Saint Kings was a cold, hard fact.

These were Saint Kings!

They were the foundation of a major power!

The loss of even one was like cutting flesh from bone. Each death was either a grievous blow to their vitality or at least a debilitating injury. Counting the fallen Saints, every power was grinding their teeth in hatred.

Immediately, countless people began to speculate.

All sorts of theories emerged. Some suspected it was the work of the demon race, targeting the humans in an attempt to wipe out their prodigies and secure a final victory. After all, without a new generation of prodigies to rise, a race would have no future, and the human race would no longer be a threat.

Unfortunately for them, they had miscalculated. They had not expected both the Ye and Lin Imperial Clans to have trump cards that allowed them to survive the ordeal.

The demon race, on the other hand, was furious. Many of the top demon clans stood up and denounced the attacks, insisting it was a self-inflicted ploy by the human race.

Because at the site of the battle between the Golden Crow Clan and the mysterious figures, they had found a faint trace of a human race's divine ability. Because of this, they were certain. The mastermind behind this incident was the human race!

As for which human power was responsible, it was hard to say. It could have been the Ye Imperial Clan, a certain Sacred Land, or even a coalition of several powerful forces!

Due to this incident, the atmosphere at the border between the human and demon races became extremely tense, like a powder keg. Cultivators from both sides attacked each other, and for a time, casualties were heavy. One day a human city would be massacred, and the next, human cultivators would venture deep into demon territory to annihilate a clan.

Just as the situation was escalating, another explosive piece of news emerged.

The people of the Nine Nether Demonic Sect had also been besieged by two Saint Kings on their return journey. But the outcome was different. Not only did none of the Nine Nether Demonic Sect members die, but they also managed to kill all their ambushers. Two Saint Kings and two Saints—not a single one escaped, killed so thoroughly that not even scraps remained.

This time, the expressions of countless people turned grim.

Could it be that the Nine Nether Demonic Sect was the fiercest power of all?

Powers as strong as the Ye Imperial Clan and the Golden Crow Clan had been beaten down, able only to parry without the strength to fight back. How had the Nine Nether Demonic Sect managed to kill two Saint Kings? It was important to note that when this news spread, the Nine Nether Demonic Sect had explicitly stated they only had one Saint King with them at the time!

Logically, in a two-against-one scenario, the Nine Nether Demonic Sect should have suffered the most miserable fate!

While countless people were burning with curiosity, a piece of news spread from the Great Desolate City.

It came from an unknown rogue cultivator. He claimed to have personally seen Yang Qiu, the Sect Master of the Nine Nether Demonic Sect, staying inside the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets the entire time the sect was being ambushed. He had never left.

Furthermore, Yang Qiu would occasionally walk out of the Pavilion with a mysterious air, secretly observing the Sacred Lord Leaderboard!

With this, countless people had a sudden realization!

No wonder everyone else was severely wounded, while the Nine Nether Demonic Sect appeared to have been prepared, dealing with the mysterious assailants with ease and even killing them all. It turned out they had the guidance of the Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets behind them!

If the Pavilion Master had informed them in advance, then relying on the Nine Nether Demonic Sect's skill in formations, they could fight one against two and emerge victorious.

After the news about the Nine Nether Demonic Sect spread throughout the world, powerful forces like the Ye Imperial Clan, the Lin Imperial Clan, and the Golden Crow Clan—every clan that had suffered at the hands of the mysterious figures—immediately sent people to Great Desolate City.

Rather than guessing among themselves, it was better to ask the Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

After all, the whole affair was bizarre. The human and demon races had been at peace for countless years. There was no reason for someone to suddenly provoke a war between the two, especially since their younger generations had not yet matured. Starting a war now would do more harm than good.

As for the possibility of other races being responsible, that seemed unlikely as well.

A power that could deploy so many Saint Kings was definitely no ordinary force. They couldn't have remained unknown for so long. If they truly possessed such a foundation, wouldn't it be better to dominate a region themselves? Why get caught in the conflict between the human and demon races?

For a time, many people grasped the crucial point and all rushed towards Great Desolate City. Among them were not only the Ye Imperial Clan and the others, but even major powers that were originally uninvolved also sent representatives.

And Great Desolate City, as if it had become the center of the world, was filled with all sorts of mighty figures.

Walking down the street, a random person you bumped into could be a Sacred Lord-level figure. A person sitting by the roadside drinking tea might be a Saint.

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