1080: C1080 There Seems to be Something Fishy Going on

C1080 There Seems to be Something Fishy Going on

Ever since the outbreak of the war, it had continued. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years passed.

In these ten thousand years, regardless of whether it was the Homo Sapiens or the demon race, many god s had died or died. A megabyte! However, the more people fell, the more bitter the war became, and the more intense the hatred between the two races towards each other.

However, the war that lasted for ten thousand years also gradually changed.

In the beginning, either the demon race sent out their troops, or Homo Sapiens sent out their own troops to attack. This went on for nearly ten thousand years. Right now, the two clans no longer united to send out troops, and both retreated to the two sides of the Eastern Desolate Continent.

And in the entire Eastern Desolate Continent, other than the bases of the armies of the two races, everything else had become a battlefield. In the battlefield, there were individuals, troops, or legions who would often be active here, killing enemies.

If you kill your opponent, you'll be able to obtain the items within their spatial storage. He could even rob his foes of their divine sparks. Apart from these, he could also kill his enemy's clansmen.

During this period of time, Murong Yu had also led the disciples of Glory Sect out to battle many times. Every time they entered the battlefield, they would be able to kill countless demon clan experts.

However, the disciples of Glory Sect were not invincible either. This was inevitable. However, because of the war, the strength of these people increased tremendously.

Especially the members of the 100,000 squadron. Each and every one of them was powerful, and their concealment ability was terrifying beyond belief. Thus, in the last ten thousand years, no one had fallen. On the other hand, quite a number of people had been seriously injured. However, Murong Yu would never charge money for their diagnosis. If he sent a stream of his life force over, no matter how severe the injuries were, they would all be healed.

However, over the course of 10,000 years, the 100,000 members of the Battle Team had continuously attacked. The number of demon clan experts that had died at their hands was at least several hundred million. The more enemies they killed, the more benefits they would receive.

Basically, Murong Yu would never care about the spoils of war he got on the battlefield. Of course, Murong Yu also welcomed these people to donate their spoils of war to the Glory Sect's treasury.

Night Walker!

This was the title the Demon Race and the Homo Sapiens had bestowed upon the Glory Sect's hundred thousand members. This was because no one had ever discovered their existence. They didn't know where they were, nor did they know where they were lying in ambush!

Just like the travelers in the dark night, no one knew where they were.

The Homo Sapiens is a bit better, not an enemy. However, those from the demon clan were more afraid. This was because many of the armies of the monsters had been killed on the battlefield by the night walkers.

If there wasn't a large number of demon clan soldiers, the Glory Sect would have launched a sneak attack and killed all the demon clan members. If the other party had too many people, they would constantly attack, conceal themselves, and then kill them …

If a quasi-Saint didn't appear, no one would be able to do anything to these experts. Therefore, many powerhouses of the Monster race were now in a state of panic after entering the battlefield.

They weren't worried about encountering the great army of Homo Sapiens, they were only worried about encountering the Dark Dwellers.

Both sides suffered heavy losses.

However, there was only one person who had made a huge profit! He is Murong Yu.

During the war, many people died. However, more people were injured! Moreover, Murong Yu's healing ability and his terrifying strength had long ago spread through the Army of Human Clan.

Therefore, some seriously injured people often pay a high price to ask Murong Yu to treat them.

After ten thousand years, Murong Yu had earned a medical fee that could be compared to a treasury of Cloud-flying Cliff. A treasury that had already surpassed the limits of Divine Alliance for many years! One could imagine how terrifying his income was.

Of course, it wasn't like no one was jealous of Murong Yu and came over to make trouble. However, there were several Tenth Rank Quasi-saint overseeing the Holy City. Those who had come to cause trouble were all captured, and then thrown out after paying a high price.

There was no helping it, right now Glory Sect was very powerful and ordinary people had no right to come and cause trouble.

However, Murong Yu was also depressed. Because, ten thousand years later, his strength was still stuck at the Sky Emperor's Peak of the Stage, without any progress.

If the two races fought, with Homo Sapiens, Murong Yu's current strength would be enough. However, if Homo Sapiens lost, then this strength of his probably wouldn't even be enough to protect Glory Sect.

Swish!

Murong Yu had just healed a Heavenly Sovereign that was heavily injured, and in the next moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

The one who came was Fann Tong. After this guy got married, who knows if he had cultivated a sinful dual cultivation method and thus his strength had skyrocketed. Now he had actually already reached the Heavenly Emperor Stage.

"Murong Yu, do you feel anything wrong?" he asked Fann Tong as soon as he came over.

Murong Yu felt baffled, "What's wrong? Could it be that the demon race experts are coming over to launch a sneak attack? "

Fann Tong shook his head. Ambushing people often happened. It was not enough to make him feel that something was wrong.

"I feel like the sky is going to change." Fann Tong said in a deep voice.

"Why does it feel like this all of a sudden?"

"It's been a long time since you left the Holy City and stepped onto the battlefield, right? You can go to the battlefield and experience it. "

Murong Yu couldn't help but frown when he saw Fann Tong's serious expression that didn't seem like he was joking. After giving orders to stop the healing for a while, he took Yang Qin and Zuo Qiuqing out of the battlefield, and flew towards the battlefield.

Before they even got close to the battlefield, the smell of blood gushed into their noses. The strong stench made people want to vomit. As far as the eye could see, there were originally mountains, but the land of the river had already been razed to the ground. The entire land turned purplish black.

This was because too many people were bleeding on this piece of land. In the end, even the earth had turned purplish black.

Although there were no battles happening nearby, Murong Yu still felt a sense of solemness. There was even a strong sense of oppression.

This kind of pressure seemed to come from the soul, but also seemed to come from the physical body. It came from all directions in the sky and the earth.

Other than these feelings, Murong Yu seemed to feel another aura. It was indistinct, but it made Murong Yu's heart palpitate.

"Chi!"

At this moment, Fann Tong sliced open his other hand. Large amounts of blood spurted out and splattered on the ground.

Murong Yu looked at Fann Tong in surprise. He didn't know why Fann Tong wanted to cut himself, but at the same time, Fann Tong said, "Look at the blood."

Murong Yu looked over, and saw that the blood quickly disappeared when it came into contact with the ground, seeping deep into the ground.

"What's so strange about it? If the liquid were to fall onto the ground, it would quickly seep through. " Murong Yu looked at Fann Tong.

"Don't you think that the speed of penetration is too fast? Furthermore, my blood didn't even stop on the ground. It's like something down there is swallowing up the blood. "

Murong Yu was slightly surprised. Something was sucking blood?

"And not just here. The entire battlefield, and even the entire Eastern Desolate Continent, is the same. " Fann Tong said in a deep voice.

"If there really is something that is absorbing blood, then is there only one such object in the entire continent, or is there something that absorbs blood that exists in the entire Eastern Desolate Continent?"

Fann Tong shook his head. He just felt that it was weird. By now, many people had realized this and had made all sorts of guesses.

However, no one knew what it was.

Furthermore, even though he felt that there was something strange about the Eastern Desolate Continent … However, the war between the two races would never end. The Eastern Desolate Continent, was still a battlefield. Otherwise, the only way would be to enter the Homo Sapiens or the Spirit Demon race's continent and have a great battle. It was no longer a confrontation, but an assault on the city.

"What do your father and the others think?"

Fann Tong shook his head.

"Holy Lord, there are demon race experts here. Should we retreat first?" Because quasi sages were not allowed to participate in ordinary people's wars, if the Monster race charged over, Yang Qin and the others were not allowed to interfere. Once they intervened, the quasi sages of the Monster race would attack without restraint.

By then, the war would be a free-for-all. This was a situation that they could not allow right now.

"Let's retreat first." As he spoke, Murong Yu brought Fann Tong and the rest into the world of the Heetu, Luo Shu's world, and then teleported back to Holy City.

Right after they disappeared, a group of tens of thousands of demon clan members rushed over from afar.

"It seems to be Glory Sect's Murong Yu? I heard that not only is that fellow powerful, his medical skills are also terrifying! He healed many severely injured people. If we can kill him or capture him, we will definitely have contributed greatly. "It's a pity …"1

Countless demon clan experts looked at the direction where Murong Yu and the rest disappeared, and could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

After returning to the Holy City, Murong Yu let Fann Tong out. Then, with a thought, he appeared in the Primitive Continent, the Primitive Academy.

"Elder Xiang, you haven't died yet, right?" When he appeared in Xiang Hsingyu's courtyard, Murong Yu immediately shouted.

Xiang Hsingyu, who was resting with his eyes closed in the yard, couldn't help but shiver after hearing Murong Yu's words. Then, the thought of smacking Murong Yu to death flashed across his mind.

"You didn't even die, how could I die at Primitive Academy?" Xiang Hsingyu walked out, resisted the urge to slap Murong Yu to death and said with a darkened face.

"I care about you!" If you die, won't I be able to come back and collect your corpse? "Heh heh …" Murong Yu chuckled.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Hsingyu asked directly.

Murong Yu didn't come here for no reason at all. Every time he came, he would definitely have something on his mind. Xiang Hsingyu was already used to it.

"Do you know about Eastern Desolate Continent?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't know about the battle between the two races?"

Murong Yu's face darkened. This old fellow knew full well that he didn't mean it that way …

"Why did you choose Eastern Desolate Continent as the battlefield?" Murong Yu asked again. He had a nagging feeling that the two races choosing that place to fight was a little fishy, and it was not because they wanted to stay far away from the Homo Sapiens and the domain of the demon race.

"The battlefield designated by the people above." Xiang Hsingyu pondered for a moment and then looked at Murong Yu with a serious face: "Brat, do you know something?"

It seemed like Xiang Hsingyu knew something?

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