The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

As Li Qing finished his words, the entire venue seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force. The originally noisy sounds instantly dissipated, replaced by dead silence.

The monsters looked at each other, complex emotions flashing in their eyes - shock, confusion, reflection, and even anger.

Just because Li Qing spoke to the heart of their hearts.

Once you ascend to the spiritual world, you will need to work hard in the Broken Heart Mountain for hundreds of years.

This matter was known to every demon, so much so that it became common knowledge and was ignored by them. Only now that it was pointed out by the owner of the Ghost Shadow Tower did they suddenly realize it.

They began to realize that the truth they had ignored for so long was so cruel and realistic.

Although it is only a few hundred years, which is nothing compared to the lifespan of the demon race, what is important is not the lifespan, but the various dangers that exist during the tenure.

Not only do they have to fight against humans, but they also have to be vigilant against wild beasts, alien races, etc. in the buffer zone between humans and demons.

"We, every ethnic group that concentrates resources and contributes to the advancement of the sixth-level demon race, should enjoy corresponding rights and freedoms after ascending!" Li Qing's voice suddenly rose, carrying unquestionable power.

"We should join hands and build our own ascension platform together, so that every demon who reaches the fifth level through his own efforts can proudly step into the gate of the spirit world with freedom!"

These words were like a stream of clear water, washing away the haze in the hearts of the demons and awakening their deep desire for freedom and dignity.

For a moment, the unprecedented silence on the platform was replaced by a new force - that was the recognition of Li Qing's ideas, the longing for future possibilities, and the firm belief in a common destiny.

At this moment, the demons seemed to see a new era slowly unfolding, an era that belonged to them, an era full of hope and freedom.

On the other side, Ying Guozhu's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it, and his eyes were flashing with a mixture of unwillingness and anger.

He had originally confidently thought that with his accurate grasp of the situation and his estimation of the Shadow Tower Master's abilities, he could easily gain the upper hand in this confrontation, or at least give the other party a headache.

However, reality once again gave him a loud slap in the face.

The owner of the Shadow Tower not only easily resolved his "offensive", but also exposed the "shortcomings" of the major forces in an almost joking manner.

And he cleverly used this opportunity to pave a path for himself to a higher peak of power.

As the Shadow Tower Master's meaningful words echoed in the air, Ying Guozhu's heart sank to the bottom.

He realized that if the Shadow Tower Master's plan was really implemented, the entire demon world would be involved in an unprecedented change.

And in this change, the owner of Youying Tower will undoubtedly be the biggest beneficiary.

He will become the object that all forces will compete to win over or be wary of, and he is also the only candidate for the powerful demon clan leader who is expected to break through to the sixth level.

Thinking of this, Ying Guozhu couldn't help but feel suffocated.

He knew very well that this meant that these powerful forces, which were originally high and mighty, would have to humble themselves and even devote all their resources to train a strong man who had nothing to do with them.

This passivity and helplessness made him feel unprecedented humiliation and frustration.

He glanced around angrily and found that not only himself, but even those usually arrogant demon lords had troubled and complicated expressions on their faces.

The Black Turtle Demon Lord still had a calm expression, but Eagle State Pillar knew that he had already colluded with the Lord of the Shadow Tower, and he must have been extremely happy in his heart.

As for the other demon lords, some had frowns on their faces, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

Some of them communicated via telepathy, trying to find a solution, but without exception, they all seemed powerless.

Although this scene made Ying Guozhu feel a little comforted by the feeling of sympathy, it also gave him more despair.

He understood that the fate of these powerful forces had been firmly grasped by the master of the Shadow Tower. Whether to choose cooperation or confrontation would be a difficult decision, and the outcome was often not under their control.

After all, even if these big forces understood the situation and wanted to break it, they could only reach cooperation among themselves and train a sixth-level strongman.

But there are huge difficulties in this.

First of all, it is very difficult to choose the most suitable candidate from among many forces.

Because each force has its own interests to consider, and everyone hopes to use concentrated resources to cultivate their own strong people, this will inevitably lead to contradictions and conflicts, and it is difficult to reach a consensus.

Secondly, even if the various forces can reach an agreement and jointly cultivate a sixth-order strongman, it is still a problem whether this strongman can ultimately remain neutral and not overly favor his own force.

If that sixth-level strongman still focuses on his own force, then wouldn’t all the previous efforts of other forces be in vain?

Therefore, even though the big powers understood the situation and wanted to cooperate to train a sixth-order strongman, they faced many difficult problems in actual operations, which made their ideas easily fail.

Ying Guozhu took a deep breath of the slightly salty sea breeze, and his chest rose and fell, as if he wanted to expel all his anxiety and uneasiness with this breath.

His eyes regained their determination after a moment of confusion, and he thought to himself:

"This situation is like a lone boat in a strong wind, swaying unsteadily, but only a calm response can lead him through this dangerous 'sea'."

He knew very well that as the representative of a faction, he carried the expectations and future of countless people on his shoulders.

Faced with the seemingly impeccable plan of the Shadow Tower Master, retreating is definitely not a good idea, but blindly agreeing is not advisable either.

At this moment, what he needs is a comprehensive strategy that can not only protect his power from being harmed, but also find a glimmer of hope in the impending changes.

Looking back, the representatives of those medium-sized forces had complex emotions on their faces - hesitation, intention to move, and a subtle expectation.

Ying Guozhu knew clearly that the positions of these forces were not yet solid, and their choices would directly affect the direction of the entire situation.

He realized that he had to bring back the news here as soon as possible so that the emperor could make the most correct decision.

"Everyone, Ying will go ahead." Ying Guozhu's voice was steady and powerful, penetrating the hearts of everyone present.

There was a hint of helplessness in his words, "The plan of the Shadow Tower Master is beyond the power of a demon like me to decide. I need the judgment of the Emperor."

"I hope you can also think carefully and make the choice that is most beneficial to yourself and your people."