Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

"I'm sure." Vivian's voice was unusually calm. "It seems that shortly after the battle began, there was an extremely subtle aura lurking above the battlefield."

"It has been secretly observing the battlefield, especially its master."

"Her aura was perfectly concealed; if she hadn't just revealed a flaw, I wouldn't have even noticed her presence!"

Ye Feng remained silent for a moment.

He looked up at the sky.

The smoke and demonic energy above the battlefield had not yet completely dissipated.

Nothing unusual could be seen in the hazy air.

He suddenly understood.

The Void Seeker was waiting for a chance to reap the benefits.

He planned to wait until he and Mo Wuji and the other two were both severely injured and suffered heavy losses, then seize the opportunity to take over the entire Dragon City.

pity!

Mo Wuji and his two companions were defeated too quickly and fled too quickly.

He did not pursue them.

This probably disrupted the spy's plans.

"I wonder which fellow Daoist is here?" he suddenly called out, his voice carrying through the smoke of battle and into the clouds.

"Since you're here, why hide? Why not come out, sit down, and have a cup of tea?"

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Hiding your head and showing your true colors isn't the mark of a strong person. Or is it that you, Fellow Daoist, are truly confident in your concealment skills enough to remain hidden forever?"

"Instead of waiting for me to invite them myself, why don't you take the initiative to show up and let's have a proper chat?"

Deep in the clouds, in the void.

A figure shrouded in a ghostly green light sat cross-legged.

He was in a very secluded space.

This person is none other than the patriarch of the Wood Demon clan—Wood Emperor Tian.

This being, at the peak of the eleventh rank, is one of the strongest beings in the entire outer realm who is closest to a god.

At this moment, he was using his unique ancient concealment technique to completely merge his aura into the void.

His body was covered with patches of emerald green, scale-like wood grain, making him seem as if he had transformed into a piece of withered old wood.

It floated quietly high in the sky, silently observing the movements of the entire battlefield.

Mu Huangtian's original plan was very thorough.

He had already secretly infiltrated this area at the very beginning of the war between the human race and the demon race and the machine race.

He didn't take any action; he simply observed.

Rather than letting the Wood Demon Clan exhaust their resources to fight Ye Feng head-on.

The combined forces of humans and other alien races suffered heavy losses in their battles.

Wouldn't it be better to take advantage of the situation and harvest the strong members of the human race?

He even prepared several killer plans specifically targeting Ye Feng.

As long as Ye Feng exposes any potentially fatal weakness during the battle.

He would launch a fatal attack when Ye Feng was at his weakest.

That would be the perfect time.

Everyone's attention was focused on the main battlefield.

And he made his move at a moment that no one expected.

"Human god-level? That's bullshit! I killed the human prodigy of Ji City!"

But when he saw the battle between Ye Feng and Mo Wuji, he was shocked.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Ye Feng's sword strike completely shocked him.

The terrifying value of 180 billion Qi and Blood attack deeply stimulated him.

"That's impossible?"

He adjusted his breathing rhythm several times in the void.

And it was repeatedly deduced.

If he were facing that sword himself...

How should he deal with this?

But it lasted a full half minute.

He reluctantly came to a surprising answer.

Even with his peak eleventh-level cultivation, taking that sword head-on would inevitably result in him suffering considerable damage.

If Ye Feng can unleash a second sword strike, he could be seriously injured.

If Ye Feng can unleash a third sword strike, he will surely die.

For this reason, he has been waiting and dares not show himself easily.

"Hurry and hunt down those three alien leaders! I want to kill a few human gods!"

His plan was extremely ingenious.

That is to take advantage of Ye Feng's pursuit of Mo Wuji and his two companions to launch a surprise attack on the human race.

As long as Ye Feng leaves the battlefield, he is 80-90% confident that he can take away all the human race's god-level puppets.

Those were a full forty or fifty god-level puppets.

"With these puppets, the Wood Demon Clan can return to its heyday."

"It's also possible that a group of human god-level beings will be killed! Perhaps with the deaths of these human god-level beings, the secret realm will open."

Without directly confronting Ye Feng.

He seized the core wealth of the entire Dragon City in one fell swoop.

When Ye Feng returned, he could only helplessly accept the situation.

No matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do.

However, his plan completely failed.

Ye Feng did not pursue or capture Mo Wuji and the other two.

Mu Huangtian frowned.

He lurked in the void, watching Ye Feng slaughter alien gods on the battlefield.

They seemed to have no intention of pursuing them.

His plans were completely disrupted.

"Does Ye Feng have some serious illness?"

Mu Huangtian cursed inwardly.

After winning a major victory, wouldn't the first reaction of a normal person be to pursue the defeated army and expand the spoils of war?

Who would linger on the battlefield for so long to clean up the wreckage?

Isn't this blatantly giving Mo Wuji and Tie Yuan a chance to escape?

Did this kid really discover something unusual, so he deliberately stayed near the battlefield to be on guard?

"No, it won't happen." Mu Huangtian forcibly suppressed a trace of unease in his heart and comforted himself.

"My concealment technique is a supreme secret art passed down from ancient times, which incorporates all the efforts of the Wood Demon Clan over the past ten thousand years."

"After this secret technique conceals its aura, even an eleventh-level deity would not be able to detect anything unusual."

"As long as I don't take the initiative, no one can see through my disguise."

However, just as he finished reciting those words in his mind, he heard Ye Feng's clear voice.

"Which fellow Daoist is here? Since you're here, why hide? Why not come out, sit down, and have a cup of tea?"

Mu Huangtian's heart sank suddenly.

He instinctively held his breath.

He stared intently at Ye Feng's expression, trying to discern from that young face whether the other party had truly discovered him or was merely testing him for no reason.

He observed for a long time, but Ye Feng's gaze remained fixed on the wreckage and puppets on the battlefield, seemingly not looking in his direction.

Mu Huangtian breathed a sigh of relief.

he thought.

"It's probably just a probing attack. It seems Ye Feng hasn't let his guard down yet, having just won a great victory."

"After some time, once he's sure it's safe around him, he'll naturally leave the battlefield to hunt down those three people."

"That will be my chance to make my move."

However, the next second, he heard Ye Feng speak again.

This time, the nonchalant laughter in his voice almost made Mu Huangtian's hair stand on end.

"Still not planning to come out? I understand. Since you don't want to come out for tea, I won't force you."

He paused, his tone flat.

"Ten minutes ago, you moved your position in the void. From your initial position, you shifted three zhang to the east."

Ye Feng slowly drew the Xuanyuan Sword, and lightly tapped the tip of the sword twice in the air.