System's Super Sect Chapter 1278 - 1121: When the Sandpiper and the Clam Fight, Huaikong Reaps the Rewards

When Wen Ping’s voice fell, everyone on the third floor of the All-Knowing Pavilion fell silent, yet there wasn’t a bit of worry on their faces.

Because the Sect Leader was present.

He wasn’t afraid!

Even if the Immortal Sect were to plunge into such a battle tomorrow.

At this moment, the chain reaction caused by Jianze’s death finally began.

On the side of the battlefield where Jianze was located, due to his fall, the morale of the Side of the Covering Sky Pavilion, which was barely hanging on by a thread, instantly plummeted to freezing point, far lower than when they learned of the defeat of Blazing Heaven.

When faced with the surging Sky-Split Race, apart from those who had loved ones behind them choosing to fight to the death, everyone else had lost the will to fight to the death.

And once the will to fight to the death is lost, facing the already overwhelmingly advantageous Sky-Split Race, these people could only choose to flee in panic.

Such people made up seventy percent of this battlefield!

When seventy percent of the people began to flee, abandoning their armor and helmets, the remaining thirty percent were as insignificant as seedlings under the assault of the Sky-Split Race’s demons.

When the demons of the Sky-Split Race swept in like a flood, there was no other ending except for them to be engulfed in an instant.

The Heaven Unrestricted experts on this battlefield also roared in indignation and tears, then perished amidst the mauling of the two Middle Realm Demon Ancestors.

"We shouldn’t have come..."

With these words, everything was settled.

This battlefield.

A complete defeat!

No one could stop the iron hooves of the Sky-Split Race anymore!

Roar—

With the victory roar of the Sky-Split Race’s Demon Ancestor, the world changed color, and thick dark clouds, carrying torrential rain, arrived unknowingly.

In an instant, the rain poured down like a flood.

Everything in sight turned dark and dreary.

Splash—

Where the rain fell, those thousands escaping one by one perished under the sharp claws and massive teeth of the Sky-Split Race demons.

When Qi Yuan and the other Lower Realm Demon Ancestor of the Sky-Split Race, who just arrived on the battlefield and hadn’t resolved their own side’s conflict, learned of this news.

The whole person was not well.

Such hatred from both of them.

Such regret in their hearts.

They shouldn’t have come!

But they came anyway.

What else could they do?

They could only fight.

"Everyone retreat!"

Qi Yuan slapped the messenger away and then roared in anger at the members of the Covering Sky Pavilion below, who were resisting the Sky-Split Race.

Trying to wake up these people living in a dream.

If they continued fighting, they would all die!

As for the other Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm expert from the Covering Sky Pavilion, the elderly man surnamed Lu.

When he heard the news of Jianze’s fall, he could only sigh helplessly above the battlefield, then look down at those fighting the Sky-Split Race below.

Unlike Qi Yuan.

He knew it was nearly impossible to make these warriors who chose to stay and protect the people behind them retreat.

What was left for him was only to continue fighting.

If he were to leave them now, the Battle Division would lose everyone’s hearts.

"Alas, I don’t know how long I can hold on."

With those words, the elderly man surnamed Lu dove into the battlefield, and with a punch, sent a Lower Realm Demon Ancestor attacking an elderly man named Jiang flying a thousand feet.

Just as the Five Veins opened, a Middle Realm Demon Ancestor of the Sky-Split Race appeared in the sky——the one who had defeated Blazing Heaven.

The elderly man surnamed Lu’s face instantly turned ashen.

Fight?

How to fight this?

How do things come when you fear them?

The next moment.

The elderly man surnamed Lu hurriedly took out an orange-yellow crystal stone, and when he crushed it forcefully, a large number of Dragon Wall Texts flowed within the crystal.

This item is called the Ten-Thousand-Li Yellow Crystal.

Created by the Five-Spin Vortex Divine Artisan.

Expensive to make!

In the Covering Sky Pavilion, only Heaven Unrestricted Middle Realm experts are qualified to have it.

And it has only one purpose.

To transmit sound!

Within ten thousand li, it is instant.

"Teacher, save me!" said the elderly man surnamed Lu, crushing the Ten-Thousand-Li Yellow Crystal, then looked warily at the approaching Middle Realm Demon Ancestor of the Sky-Split Race.

Sensing the terrifying pressure, the elderly man surnamed Lu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, uneasily drawing his weapon.

Hold on a bit longer!

Hold on until the master arrives!

In the All-Knowing Pavilion, seeing this scene, Wen Ping’s gaze shifted away from the battlefield between the Covering Sky Pavilion and the Sky-Split Race.

This was the result he wanted!

It wasn’t in vain that he took the time to play a play.

This way, as the Covering Sky Pavilion and the Sky-Split Race fought more fiercely, the Lake Demon Race would have a better space to grow.

At least that Demon Emperor of the Sky-Split Race couldn’t come to aid.

As long as he couldn’t aid, everything wasn’t a problem.

Immediately, Wen Ping’s gaze fell on the scene of the Howling Abyss at the Black Wall. Huaikong and the Star Night Demon Ancestor of the Sky-Split Race were still locked in fierce battle.

Originally at a disadvantage, Huaikong, too, gradually gained the upper hand with Shifeng’s help.

As for the two Lower Realm Demon Ancestors.

Shifeng directly used his most powerful Divine Technique — the Ten-Tailed Fire Departure Kill, to resolve them one by one. Though it wasn’t a strong clash, ultimately, it was a win.

But no one saw this scene.

When others also followed Wen Ping’s gaze to the Howling Abyss, some were surprised at the change in the battle situation.

"Hmm?"

"What did I miss, how did it become two against one?"

"Where are the two Demon Ancestors besieging Shifeng?"

Everyone was somewhat surprised.

Chen Xie slowly spoke, "While we were putting on a show in the Black Domain, Shifeng killed them."

"So quickly?"

Even Wei Sheng Xingyu felt a bit surprised.

He originally thought that this battle of Shifeng and them would be very difficult.

Speaking of which, what kind of chance did the Sect Leader give to the Lake Demon Race that even empowered Shifeng to have the ability to slay two Demon Ancestors?

Wei Sheng Xingyu couldn’t help but cast his gaze at Wen Ping, though despite his curiosity, he didn’t dare to ask much.

At this time, Wen Ping spoke, "There’s nothing fast or not fast about it, those Shifeng killed were just two Demon Ancestors with ordinary bloodlines, strong only at the level of Celestial String. The truly difficult one to deal with has always been the Star Night Demon Ancestor. If Huaikong and Shifeng want to kill Star Night, they need to find the right opportunity, otherwise, as long as Star Night has a chance to escape, with their abilities, chasing him would be impossible."