Another day passed.
The news that the Flower Demon Mountain Range was attacked and the Celestial Roc Race’s Medicinal Garden suffered heavy losses spread like a hurricane, reaching every corner. This also provoked the rage of the Celestial Roc Race, as it was an unprecedented loss for them.
"Bastards."
"The Green-eyed Golden Lion Race, Silver Moon Wolf Race, Seven-Colored Peacock Race, these races are truly audacious beyond measure."
"They actually attacked the Flower Demon Mountain Range while I wasn’t here."
Speaking was the Celestial Roc Race’s Tier Five Ancestor, Peng Wuji.
On hearing of the loss at the Flower Demon Mountain Range, it was heart-wrenching for him.
Because of this attack, the spirit medicine from the Flower Demon Mountain Range was all stolen by them.
Among them were not a few Tier Four Spirit Medicines.
If converted into spirit stones, the amount would be astronomical.
Even the wealthy Celestial Roc Race felt the pain deeply.
Of course, more importantly, these spirit medicines would become the resources for those races, helping them to ascend.
If one or two of them could ascend to Tier Five, it would be a severe blow to the Celestial Roc Race.
Thus, his current rage was understandable.
If he could encounter those cultivators again, he would definitely tear those bastards to pieces.
"Ancestor, the loss of spirit medicine alone would be bearable."
"Spirit medicine is indeed precious, but given time, we can still cultivate them."
"The real issue now is that those Flower Demons have been taken away, tens of thousands vanished without a trace."
"It’s unclear how they managed to take them."
"To be honest, I now strongly suspect that their real target wasn’t the spirit medicine, but those Flower Demons."
A Celestial Roc Race Tier Four Cultivator said with a grim expression.
Although the loss of spirit medicine was considerable, given the foundation of the Celestial Roc Race, it was not unbearable.
The problem was, he discovered that the group of Flower Demons staying in the Flower Demon Mountain Range had all been captured.
This was an irreparable loss for the Celestial Roc Race.
Despite being a Tier Five Race, they were only skilled in combat, not in cultivating spirit medicine.
Yet, spirit medicine was crucial for their growth.
Without a sizable amount of spirit medicine for assistance, the progress of Celestial Roc Race cultivators would be slow.
This would significantly affect the future potential of the Celestial Roc Race.
They would rather have all the spirit medicine from the Medicinal Garden stolen than lose a single Flower Demon.
"Even the Flower Demons were captured?"
"How could they possibly do that?"
"So many Flower Demons, how could they take them away without a sound?"
Tier Five Ancestor Peng Wuji was both shocked and furious.
Having lived for two or three thousand years, the importance of the Flower Demon Race to the Celestial Roc Race was clear.
The Flower Demon Race had always been greatly beneficial to the Celestial Roc Race.
Without the Flower Demon Race tirelessly cultivating and nurturing spirit medicine, the Celestial Roc Race would never have achieved today’s success.
Moreover, the reproductive ability of Flower Demons was not very strong.
Even over thousands of years, the number of Flower Demons hadn’t increased much.
Thus, they always valued the proficiency of the Flower Demons.
But now, those vile creatures had actually stolen so many Flower Demons, hitting them right in the soft spot.
If they couldn’t rescue these Flower Demons, the Medicinal Garden would be utterly ruined.
No cultivator would be able to manage it anymore.
"Unclear, even now we don’t know how they did it."
"Ancestor, these races have become too arrogant, growing increasingly brazen."
"If this continues, the Celestial Roc Race will face more and more challengers."
"If they are not exterminated, our Celestial Roc Race might face extinction."
"So we absolutely cannot allow these bastards to give birth to any Tier Five beings."
"In this region, only our Celestial Roc Race is the true ruler."
Numerous Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators were furious, and it was that kind of fury that wouldn’t be contained.
Undoubtedly, those alien race cultivators had completely infuriated them, even touching their reverse scale.
Originally, they just wanted to toy with these foolish races, not really taking them seriously.
But now it seems, if they don’t act seriously, these creatures would truly think the Celestial Roc Race had weakened, making them confident enough to run wild on their territory as a mere Tier Four Race.
"Immediately launch attacks on the Green-eyed Golden Lion Race, Silver Moon Wolf Race, Seven-Colored Peacock Race."
"We must rescue all those Flower Demons."
"This time, I will make them pay a painful price."
"Thinking they can give birth to Tier Five beings, they’re dreaming."
"Without our Celestial Roc Race’s permission, no alien race is allowed to give birth to any Tier Five."
Tier Five Ancestor Peng Wuji said murderously.
Undoubtedly, this was the bottom line of the Celestial Roc Race.
If Tier Four cultivators were born, it could be tolerated.
Because mere Tier Four cultivators couldn’t possibly shake their status.
However, Tier Five cultivators were completely different; they could stand on equal footing with the Celestial Roc Race.
Any race daring to ascend to Tier Five would be utterly exterminated by them.
Throughout thousands or even tens of thousands of years of history on the Western Continent, this kind of thing had happened countless times.
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Of course, Jiang Fan didn’t realize his actions had completely muddied the waters in this region.
Thereby intensifying the conflicts between the Celestial Roc Race and various demon races, reaching the point of irreconcilable hatred, where the conflict was deadly, and the war between them was becoming increasingly brutal.
This region was practically engulfed in flames of war.