Chapter 505: Chapter 425: The Curtain Falls

The demon clan army that charged in was exceedingly brave and much more disciplined than the group on position.

They coordinated closely, rushing into the fray like tigers descending the mountains and immediately altered the previously stagnant battlefield.

With the addition of this new force, the morale of the demon clan soared, fighting even more fiercely.

As morale waxed and waned, the victory was already decided.

Standing high and overlooking the battlefield, Ziwei Star Lord sighed and said, "Sound the retreat, it’s no longer possible."

The newly joined demon troops were clearly elite; with this new force added, the idea of overtaking the demon clan’s position had become a delusion, and they could only withdraw to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range to hold and wait for reinforcements.

Reluctant as they were, the facts spoke for themselves; they were no longer able to turn the tide.

The heavenly soldiers still in combat heard the sound of the gong, expressions of reluctance on their faces, but they were well aware that they had lost the battle. They cast an angry glance at the demon soldiers before slowly retreating.

Naturally, the demon clan wanted to pursue the victory and expand their success, but after the devastating slaughter, they too were exhausted and could only watch as the heavenly soldiers and generals slowly departed.

Looking around, there were the bodies of comrades everywhere, their blood pooled into lakes, their young faces still vaguely recognizable.

The Great Saint who moves mountains, bearing wounds all over his body, walked through the position, looking at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the wailing of the surviving monsters ringing in his ears.

"Alas!" The Great Saint who moves mountains sighed deeply, his face devoid of any joy from victory.

This protracted war had inflicted deep wounds on the demon clan, these hopeful young monsters had fallen on the battlefield only to achieve today’s victory.

The surviving monsters gazed around blankly, the air still filled with gunpowder, but the shouts and killings had completely disappeared, everything seemed like a different world.

Suddenly, someone knelt on the ground and burst into loud crying.

"Brothers, we have won, we have won, can you see, we have won!"

Tears had already blurred his vision, and he kept muttering, seemingly wanting to tell his fallen comrades that the demon clan had finally achieved victory.

The entire position was pervaded with a mood of sorrow, even though they had achieved victory, they were still enveloped by immense grief.

Too many had died, and many had lost their loved ones.

The Demon King and the Great Saints stood solemnly; they paid their respects in their own way to these warriors who had defended their home.

However, those who had died were gone, and the living must continue to carry their responsibilities and hopes forward.

Under the command of the Great Saint who moves mountains and others, the surviving members of the demon clan began to gather the bodies of their comrades and clean the battlefield.

"Now, we can have a period of tranquility," the Great Saint who moves mountains said somewhat emotionally.

After all, they had secured a time for development for the demon clan, and he believed that with the demon realm as their foundation, given some time, they could flourish.

"Indeed, it’s time to properly recuperate," Wind-sage Great Saint also sighed.

Having lived from ancient times to the present, they had become accustomed to the suffering of the demon clan, always striving for the day when the demon clan could live life like the human clan.

However, for many years, they had always been failing, this path was like a profound cave where the end was invisible, and no matter how hard they tried to run, they could not see the light ahead. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

It was not until today that they truly awaited the light, awaited the future...

How many like-minded companions had fallen on this path, fortunately, their sacrifices had not been in vain, for the Demon Clan finally awaited a bright future.

The Great Saint who moves mountains believed that from now on, the Demon Clan would only get better, and the beings of the Three Realms could no longer bully the Demon Clan, slander them, or vilify them like they used to.

Meanwhile, in the camp of the Heavenly Court, a mournful atmosphere enveloped everyone.

The Heavenly Court had lost, lost miserably, and from then on, dreaming of conquering Luzhou in the North was almost a foolish fantasy.

That battle had clearly shown a chance for victory, yet it had slipped through their fingers, a feeling that pierced their hearts.

"Where did that army of the Demon Clan come from? Who can tell me!" a Star Lord roared in anger.

They had been so close, just so close to grasping victory, but the last arriving troops had dealt them a fatal blow, leading to the Heavenly Court’s complete failure.

"What are those intelligence black dogs doing? Weren’t they very competent, swaggering around the Heavenly Court, seizing whomever they wanted, and that Divine Exorcist Great Saint, isn’t he supposed to be the most meticulous? How could such a powerful army hide within the Demon Clan unnoticed?"

"Enough!" A commanding voice reprimanded.

There stood Ziwei Star Lord, his face grim, staring fiercely at the few infuriated Star Lords.

"Aren’t you ashamed enough?" Ziwei Star Lord’s voice was as cold as the harsh winter wind.

His commanding gaze made everyone involuntarily shiver from within, suddenly realizing that this Star Lord was not someone to be trifled with.

The angry Star Lords, under the imposing gaze of Ziwei Star Lord, were defeated and one by one, they closed their mouths.

Actually, another reason they were so angry was that the opportunity they had strived for had ended up being a fatal poison.

They had planned to seize this tremendous credit for themselves, but in an unexpected turn, the Demon Clan turned out to be so powerful; now dishonored, they could hardly imagine how they would be mocked when they returned to the Heavenly Court in disgrace.

Therefore, they tried desperately to clear themselves of any wrongdoing, and the intelligence head, Divine Exorcist Great Saint, seemed to be a perfect scapegoat.

It was their intelligence failure that had allowed the Demon Clan to ultimately win, and it had nothing to do with them.

That was the most sincere thought in many Star Lords’ hearts.

However, Ziwei Star Lord couldn’t care less about these perverse incidents, for he was keenly aware of the significance of this defeat for the Heavenly Court.

From this day on, the Heavenly Court was no longer that unassailable, exalted power, ruling over the Three Realms.

This defeat would ignite the flames in the hearts of countless ambitious individuals who would start to strike at the supreme Heavenly Court until they pulled it down from that highest throne.

A terrible storm might already be brewing in the shadows, heading for the Heavenly Court, and if poorly handled, the Heavenly Court might face the worst possible outcome.

By then, where would he and his people go, without the enhancement of the Heavenly Court’s aura, what could they accomplish?

Ziwei Star Lord was not sure, for the first time, he felt bewildered about the future, unsure of which direction to take.