Peerless War God

Fu Zhenghong laughed lightly and said, "Not only do they have a grudge, but it's also a blood feud."    

Chen Xiao clicked his tongue. He was right. A blood feud was not an ordinary one. Unless there was no other way, no one was willing to risk their lives.    

This was the same for both the human cultivators and the demon beasts.    

"What do you mean?"    

"Several hundred thousand years ago, the area around the sandstorm was controlled by the Sand Yaos. Although there were some disagreements and fights between the humans and the Sand Yaos, it was still peaceful on the whole. They communicated with each other and exchanged information. Although they were hostile to each other, they each took what they needed. Even Setting Sun City was controlled by the Sand Yaos and was their door."    

Fu Zhenghong spoke slowly, and his eyes were filled with reminiscence.    

"So that's how it is. It seems like it's reasonable for Setting Sun City to be controlled by a beast. This is obviously a method of using a beast to suppress a beast. How brilliant."    

Chen Xiao sneered.    

At the same time, he would not have the slightest bit of sympathy for the fate of the Demon Race. Not to mention that he was a human, he also knew that the Demon Race was not easy to deal with.    

"That's right. The blood feud between the human race and the monster race is not going to end until one of us dies. The monster race can only hide in the mountains and live in the wilderness."    

Fu Zhenghong said coldly. As the ancestor of a cultivation family, she naturally stood on the side of the human race. There was no doubt about it.    

"What happened after that?" Chen Xiao asked.    

"At first, the Sand Yaos and the Immortal Weapon Sect were at peace, but there was a problem. There was a kind of crystal mine, and that was the Dust Crystal.    

First, there was the internal conflict of the Sand Yao Clan, and the dividends were unequal. The war had been going on for nearly ten thousand years, and this was the best time for the Immortal Weapon Sect to rise and grow. By the time the internal conflict of the Sand Yao Clan ended, the Sand Yao Clan's strength had been greatly weakened, and they were no longer able to deal with the Immortal Weapon Sect. They had no choice but to compromise, and the two sides had come to a temporary agreement to live in peace.    

A few hundred years later, something big happened that led to the war between the Sand Yaos and the Immortal Weapon Sect."    

Fu Zhenghong's words were filled with emotion, as if he wanted to pull Chen Xiao back to the chaotic and bloody era more than ten thousand years ago.    

In her eyes, there was only sorrow, and not the slightest bit of joy of the human race winning in the end.    

"What big thing?" Chen Xiao agreed with her.    

"One of the geniuses of the Immortal Weapon Sect, Yi Qianxian, died in the Sandstorm region, the territory of the Sand Yaos. After that, a war broke out between the two sides. The war lasted for a thousand years, and the result was that the Sand Yaos lost most of their territory and retreated back to the core of the Sandstorm region."    

Fu Zhenghong gave a simple explanation of what happened.    

Chen Xiao only heard a few words, but he already felt excited. His blood was boiling, as if he had returned to the era of war.    

Even if it was the power of cultivators, they would probably only be able to drift with the tide in that era. It would be difficult for them to stop the progress of the general trend. The fall of the demon race was almost inevitable.    

Chen Xiao pondered for a moment, then asked: "That's not right. According to what you said, Madam, that Yi Qianxian is a genius of the Immortal Weapon Sect. How could he have died in the territory of the Sand Demon? This doesn't make sense."    

This was something that he could not understand or imagine at all. As a genius of a great power, how could he have died in the territory of the Sand Demon? Who could say for sure?    

There were too many problems and he could smell a conspiracy.    

This was a perfect excuse for the Immortal Weapon Sect to start a war against the Sand Yao Race. Thinking about it, it was terrifying.    

Fu Zhenghong's expression was gloomy. She nodded her head, agreeing with Chen Xiao's words, and said, "Yes, many people think so, but it's been thousands of years. Who can say for sure? At least we outsiders won't know, never."    

Chen Xiao pinched his chin, his eyes flashing with the light of wisdom, and said coldly: "So, the Immortal Weapon Sect's goal from the beginning was the dust crystal, and Yi Qianxian's death was just a pretense?"    

He had naturally heard of the Dust Crystal before. This item was an essential spiritual material for body refining cultivators, and it was also an excellent material for refining weapons.    

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao suddenly came to a realization. Could it be that the Immortal Weapon Sect had already set their eyes on the Dust Crystal Mine of the Sand Demon Clan?    

Heh, after thinking about it carefully, everything made sense.    

"This Immortal Weapon Sect must have long since taken a fancy to the Dust Crystal Mine of the Sand Demon Clan," Chen Xiao said to Fu Zhenghong without hiding his thoughts.    

Fu Zhenghong sighed and said, "That's right, treasuring a treasure is a crime for cultivators, and even more so for the declining monster race. The Dust Crystal Mine is too enviable, and the Sand Monster race is guarding a treasure mountain."    

"In that case, Yi Qianxian's death is more like a planned conspiracy." Chen Xiao sneered.    

"Who knows? It's fine if we discuss the Immortal Weapon Sect in private, but we don't dare to say it out loud."    

Fu Zhenghong spoke carefully. He was obviously wary of the Immortal Weapon Sect.    

Chen Xiao nodded his head. He felt that it was true. The Immortal Weapon Sect was not a good sect. Heh, who knew what dirty things these seemingly bright and beautiful sects had done in secret that outsiders did not know about.    

Forget it. Thinking of this, he was more or less discouraged. He felt powerless and decided to take care of the matter at hand first.    

"It's coming."    

Suddenly, Chen Xiao's tone changed as he whispered.    

"Yes."    

Fu Zhenghong replied and became fully alert.    

...    

On the ground, the sand was rolling in. Walking on it was like walking in a river of sand.    

The endless yellow sand seemed to be the natural nemesis of Divine Senses, and it was also the best way to protect the Sand Yao Race.    

Within the yellow sand, three Yao Race members wearing tattered armor and holding weapons were leisurely patrolling the ground.    

The leading monster was a sand monster in human form. He was more than three meters tall and had countless tiny yellow scales and a ferocious beast head. The other two monsters were snake monsters with lower bodies.    

This Sand Yao obviously had a higher status.    

At this moment, one of the snake-men spoke up, his voice full of worry. "Brother Jiu, is it true that the commander said that a human has infiltrated the sandstorm and that he wants us to search for him? It has been so many years, yet the humans still don't dare to step into our territory. Why did this happen all of a sudden?"    

Chapter Twenty-Three