Long River Eternity

As Xiangliu finished speaking, a sneer suddenly came from the side, full of contempt: "Humph, I thought it was some mysterious tactic, but after all this fuss, it's just a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

The person who made the sound was Zhong Rong. He had a look of disdain on his face, his arms folded across his chest, and said arrogantly, "You said it yourself before, there are only a few powerful people in the Domination Realm among humans nowadays.

On our side, five out of six people are masters of the Domination Realm, not to mention the demon generals and their subordinates who have not yet joined us.

With such a huge disparity in power, why bother with all these scheming? In my opinion, wouldn't it be much easier to just march south and capture Zhongzhou City in one fell swoop?

After saying this, his face was full of pride, and he completely ignored the plan Xiangliu had just proposed.

"Oh, a reckless man." Wuxiang muttered softly on the side. As the youngest and weakest junior present, even if he was dissatisfied, he couldn't complain openly.

Although the voice was extremely low, it still reached Zhongrong's ears. Zhongrong's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted in a voice as loud as a bell: "When did you, a youngster, get to interrupt us? Do you have any etiquette? Xiangliu, do you need me to discipline your juniors on your behalf?"

"That's enough, Zhongrong." Dijiang looked calm, his voice steady but with unquestionable majesty, "Uncle Bai hasn't spoken yet, you should say less." Compared to Zhongrong's impatience and impulsiveness, Dijiang was obviously much more stable and mature, and his every move revealed a calm and steady dignified manner.

Zhongrong wanted to argue a few more times, but seeing Dijiang's calm gaze that contained the majesty of a brother, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He was filled with resentment, spat softly, turned his head away, and stopped talking in a huff, looking like a stubborn child being scolded by his brother.

Xiangliu looked indifferent, as if he hadn't taken Zhongrong's words to heart. He turned to look at Bai Ze, a faint smile playing on his lips, and explained, "Based on the intelligence we have, there are only two known humans who have reached the Domination Realm. However, we have no idea how many powerful beings are hidden among them.

Recently, the entire land of Jiuzhou has been abuzz with rumors about the heir of the Divine Emissary. Based on my analysis of the available information, this heir of the Divine Emissary is very likely to have a close connection with Yang An and others.

This attack on Beizhou City is a two-pronged strategy. First, it is to divert troops away from the mountain and disrupt the human deployment; second, it is to lure the snake out of its hole and test the true strength of the human race to see how strong they are now.

Bai Ze didn't respond immediately after hearing Xiang Liu's words, but instead fell into a brief moment of contemplation. His gaze, originally fixed on Beizhou City, slowly shifted to Xiang Liu, his lips curling up slightly in a meaningful smile as he softly exclaimed, "No wonder the Beiming Alliance was able to not only survive the dual pressures of the Dao Court and the demon race, but also continue to grow and prosper. Gong Gong truly had foresight, raising such an outstanding disciple like you."

When Gonggong's name was mentioned, Xiangliu's smile froze, as if blown by a cold wind, but he quickly recovered and the smile returned to his face. He was about to speak, but Bai Ze beat him to it.

Bai Ze's eyes were calm and his tone was steady as he said, "Your plan is good, and I fully agree with it. However, regarding the personnel arrangements for the attack on Beizhou City, what are your plans? We don't want to reveal our identities too early."

Xiang Liu seemed to have anticipated Bai Ze's question and responded without hesitation, "For monsters below the Tianji Realm, our Northern Demon Alliance will be responsible for summoning them. However, for high-end combat power above the Tianji Realm, the monsters of our Northern Cold Demon Alliance are not in a position to come forward.

After all, the Hundred Years Agreement hasn't expired yet. If we openly break it, considering that everyone is now at the peak of the Tianxuan Realm, if he intervenes, we will lose more than we gain."

Bai Ze was completely bewildered by Xiang Liu's words. He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Could it be that besides us, there are other demonic forces operating in secret?"

Xiang Liu explained, "They're not some other demonic force, but rather a mysterious human race from overseas. I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't had the chance to introduce you to them."

"Overseas human race? Since they are of the same race, they actually joined forces with us to fight against humans. That's quite interesting." Bai Ze asked with interest, "How many of them are there in total? And how many of them have reached the Domination Realm?"

"The strongest ones are the three masters of Tianji Realm." Xiangliu answered softly with a calm expression.

Bai Ze frowned slightly, his tone calm but with a hint of doubt: "Only the Tianji Realm? This is only equivalent to the Heyuan Realm level. If this operation does not have a powerful master in the Domination Realm to lead the charge, I am afraid there will be many problems."

Having said that, he knew in his heart that Xiangliu must have had a thorough plan in advance, and he just wanted to see what Xiangliu was up to.

Xiang Liu naturally understood Bai Ze's thoughts. A faint smile appeared on his lips. He no longer concealed it and slowly said, "I recently received a piece of intelligence that a brother in the alliance witnessed a huge monster that had never been seen before appearing near the North Sea. Based on his description, I speculate that it is most likely Kunpeng, who is also your fellow monster commander.

I have sent people to investigate the details, and I think we will get news back soon."

"Kunpeng?" Bai's eyes lit up instantly, unable to conceal his excitement, "It would be great if we could find him and bring him back.

Back in the ancient times, on the continent, with his cultivation, he was among the top. Even his subordinates were skilled warriors and extremely brave. I just wonder how many of them survived after that battle.

Memories flooded into Bai Ze's heart like a tide, and his expression gradually became lonely.

In that brutal battle that year, the demon army was beaten to pieces and suffered heavy losses.

In order to avoid being hunted by humans, the surviving demons each sought secluded places to hide, and could no longer take care of each other.

Now, with the passage of time, I wonder how many of those old friends are still alive. That failure, like an indelible scar, is deeply etched in their lives, a permanent shadow in their hearts.

. . .

Bai Ze, Xiang Liu and others were discussing the plan to attack Beizhou City.

At this time, the Beizhou City was already shrouded in an invisible haze. Everyone was in danger, and tension and anxiety were spreading in the air.

Though it was only the beginning of winter, Beizhou had already seen a heavy snowfall. Pure white flakes drifted down like silver grains scattered by a goddess, adorning the entire city in a world shrouded in silver.

Thick snow covered the streets and alleys, making the already sparsely populated streets even more cold and lonely.

Five o'clock in the afternoon should have been the busiest time of the day, but Beizhou City was strangely quiet. The howling cold wind roared over the city like an angry beast, making a sharp sound.

On the street, the only few pedestrians wrapped their coats tightly and walked hurriedly. Their steps on the snow made a rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the silence.

At this moment, several tall figures slowly walked out from the corner of the street. They were agile, their steps were steady, and they exuded a faint aura of solemnity, forming a sharp contrast with the hurried passers-by around them.

When they came closer, I could see that they were all wearing military uniforms. They were a group of heroic soldiers.

There were five people in total, four men and one woman. The youngest among them was the woman. She looked to be in her early thirties, with a pure and elegant appearance, like a plum blossom in the snow.

However, she looked a little lazy, as if she had no interest in anything around her.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man with a slightly dark and rough skin. Time had carved deep wrinkles on his face, but his bright eyes revealed determination and courage.

However, at this moment, there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the thin man walking at the end cried out "Ouch!" and squatted down, complaining, "I don't want to look anymore. Let's go back to the dormitory and see if there's anything we can eat. We've searched three blocks and there's not a single restaurant open. My legs are almost giving out. I'm not going any further!"

"The food in the dormitory is all raw. How can we eat it? Are you trying to show off your 'superb' cooking skills again?" The slightly plump man at the side teased with a smile.

When everyone saw the thin man squatting on the ground and acting like a spoiled child, they all stopped and looked at him with interest.

The thin man simply sat down on the snow, a bit embarrassed on his face, and said cunningly, "Last time was just an accident. It's just cooking raw ingredients. I'm sure I can do it this time."

At this time, another handsome man with a cold temperament said calmly: "If you think that black thing last time can be considered food, then you did cook it."