Protect Our Clan Leader

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The demons from beyond the region specifically imprisoned him and Senior Sister Mingyan together; it naturally wasn't simply out of fondness for Zhang Huaibing or to bestow some benefit upon him.

There must be some special arrangement and hidden tricks involved.

That's it, they must be trying to use Senior Sister Mingyan to test the reliability of the information he provided.

Perhaps in this seemingly solitary cell, there are formations or tools set up for eavesdropping.

If he, out of fear of angering Senior Sister, were to accidentally reveal the real plan in his haste and panic, the external demons listening in the shadows would instantly know he had been lying. The hardships he suffered earlier would have been in vain.

Guard against the hearts of others! The external demons are indeed cunning.

Upon realizing this, Zhang Huaibing immediately went into acting mode, looking pitiful and aggrieved, as if suffering a great injustice: "Senior Sister Mingyan, how can you say such things about me? Do you want me to just watch as you are dismembered by the external demons?"

Then followed a stream of grievances, mixed with words of admiration for Senior Sister Mingyan. His words were so earnest, and his attitude so sincere, that even he almost believed them himself.

[Wu Mingyan] was so taken aback by his persuasion that she initially believed seven or eight parts of it, but now it increased to eight or nine parts.

"Ah, Junior Brother Huaibing, you are really muddle-headed~" Wu Mingyan feigned being moved and pretended to complain, "For my sake, you committed such a betrayal against the human race. How can I possibly cope with this?"

"One must bear the consequences alone; this was my own choice, and it has nothing to do with Senior Sister. Senior Sister, please do not blame yourself for this." Zhang Huaibing pounded his chest and spoke with righteous fervor.

Meanwhile, as Zhang Huaibing and [Wu Mingyan] were putting on a show of acting skills, the projection of the Yincha Demonic God had already contacted its real body. The real body used the projection to directly arrive at Red Stone Demon King's Castle, and immediately began investigating the military deployment of the human East Line Defense Zone.

Sure enough, during this period, the East Line Defense Zone's Commander Zhao Tingjian had been secretly gathering a large force under the guise of training troops, aiming straight at the undermanned Red Stone Demon King's Castle and several other fortresses.

If she hadn't received the intelligence in time, it might have been too late until Zhao Tingjian launched his formal attack. The three fortresses, with weak forces and severely lacking reconnaissance, might not have detected his movements.

By now.

The Yincha Demonic God finally fully believed Zhang Huaibing's confession.

While inwardly cursing Princess Su Yun as scheming, it hurriedly redeployed the demon army that was initially prepared as a last resort to ambush Princess Su Yun, back to the Red Stone and other three Demon King's Castles for support.

Soon, near the Gluttonous Demon King's Castle, only the full military force of Gluttonous, Black Wing, and Giant Strength fortresses remained.

With this military might, it wasn't afraid of Princess Su Yun turning back and launching a strong attack.

The geographical positions of these three Demon King's Castles were excellent, forming an ideal strategic angle. Coordinated defensive efforts could almost hold out indefinitely.

Only at that time, the Lords in the vicinity and the Demonic Generals under them might suffer significant losses. But what does it matter? As long as the Demon King's Castle isn't lost, losing a few Lords and Demonic Generals is insignificant; who cares?

While the external demons were surreptitiously plotting, Wang Licui had already quietly slipped into the core of the Gluttonous Demon King's Castle.

Gluttonous Demon King's Castle.

Deep underground.

Here lies a heavily guarded treasury, with two imposing Black Yao Demon Puppets standing intimidatingly at the entrance, exuding a menacing aura.

This type of Black Yao Puppet is somewhat similar to the Human race's artifact refining puppets, but it uses the unique demonic rune technology of the Demonic Clan, which only requires Demon Crystal Stones to activate and manifest significant combat strength.

The aura of these two Black Yao Demon Puppets was formidable, their power almost equivalent to that of a Demonic Clan Lord, comparable to a Human Divine Power Territory Cultivator.

Such Black Yao Puppets were, of course, extremely expensive, even Demonic Kings would find them difficult to acquire.

And the fact that the Gluttonous Demon King had obtained two Black Yao Puppets to guard the treasury showed how much it valued this treasure trove.

Below the treasury.

A Big Fat Rat was gnawing hard at the extremely tough Demonic Hill Rock, one bite, another, and yet another.

This Demonic Hill Rock is a base stone specifically used to build the core of fortresses, with an incredibly terrifying hardness that even a Shen-tong realm would struggle to break through. For this reason, Demonic Hill Rock was difficult to mine and extremely expensive.

Yet beneath this treasury, there lay a layer of Demonic Hill Rock over ten yards thick.

The Big Fat Rat gnawed until its teeth were about to break, barely managing to chew through the Demonic Hill Rock. To its despair, outside the treasury was an additional thickness of a yard of Demonic Steel!

It's the kind of Demonic Steel specifically used for making Demonic Clan weapons and armor, over a yard thick!

"Squak squak~~"

The Big Fat Rat collapsed in despair on the ground, akin to a soulless puppet mouse.

Can't dig it~ Really can't dig it anymore~

"As the saying goes, 'Those who travel a hundred miles can only be halfway at ninety.'" Wang Licui massaged its cheeks, encouraging it, "The closer to the finish line, the less we can give up."

In such a short period, Wang Licui's proficiency in the Demonic World language had improved rapidly, allowing for normal communication with the Tunnel Mouse of the Demonic World, demonstrating how powerful the stimulation of human potential by environment and desire can be.

Lofty words were incomprehensible to the Big Fat Rat, all it knew was how utterly exhausted it was.