Chapter 588: Demon Cloud Battlefield, Flesh Spirit Race!

In the last few thousand years, the Canglan Realm and the Foreign Races had maintained a certain balance. In the Eastern Profound Domain, thanks to the presence of Lian Yuezhou, they even held a slight advantage.

However, as the latest batch of foreign experts were sent into the Endless Void by the God King, this balance was broken. This was why the Supreme Experts were calling for reinforcements of Saint Realm and above from all domains of the Canglan Realm.

Yet, as the foreign experts continued to gather, even with the reinforcements, the Canglan Realm found it difficult to hold its ground.

The advantage of the Eastern Profound Domain was gradually being eroded. The appearance of a foreign Quasi-God King on the Earth-Grade Demon Cloud Battlefield was proof of this.

In the past, the main energy of the foreign Quasi-God Kings was spent competing with the Quasi-Emperors of the Canglan Realm for control of the Heaven-Grade Battlefields, leaving them no time for anything else.

On the contrary, the several Patrol Envoys of the Eastern Profound Domain could occasionally find the time to travel around and inspect various locations.

"Oh~ this god almost forgot. With the current situation in the Eastern Profound Domain, those few Patrol Envoys probably really can't spare the time to rescue a Great Sage."

"I'll wait a few more days. If no one comes, I'll give you a quick death!"

The burly, long-haired man transformed from a Foreign Race member looked at the Demon Fiend Great Sage and spoke to himself.

The Demon Fiend Great Sage could still only stare deathly at this foreign being, unable to speak or send a voice transmission.

He couldn't send a message to the Boundary Pass, but Lian Yuezhou must have already learned of his loss of contact. Knowing her, she would definitely find a way to arrange for people to investigate the situation.

However, given the current state of the Canglan Realm, it might be difficult to mobilize people. All the major battlefields were in desperate need of experts to guard them; everyone was struggling to protect themselves, and few had the strength left to support others.

Moreover, as the second-ranked Great Sage of the Canglan Realm, he was currently missing. The situation was definitely not optimistic. If Saints or Saint Kings were sent to investigate, they would likely never return.

But there weren't many Cultivators in the entire Eastern Profound Domain stronger than the Demon Fiend Great Sage, and they all had Heaven-Grade Battlefields to guard.

The only ones who could possibly come were those four Patrol Envoys.

In the entire Eastern Profound Domain, there were only four Patrol Envoys.

In the past, at least one of the four Patrol Envoys would have been able to come to his aid, but now even the Demon Fiend Great Sage was uncertain.

As more and more foreign experts gathered, the four Patrol Envoys would surely be gradually pinned down. By then, the position of Patrol Envoy would become a mere title, and all battlefields would face a situation where there was no hope for reinforcements.

Thinking of that scene, the Demon Fiend Great Sage couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. To this day, he still didn't know how deep the Foreign Races' foundation truly was.

"If this continues, is there really hope for the Canglan Realm?"

The Demon Fiend Great Sage sighed inwardly.

With his strength, he already belonged to the top tier of the Canglan Realm and was qualified to know almost all secrets. Yet to this day, not only him, but even the Nine Great Supreme Experts did not know the true extent of the Foreign Races' power.

The Canglan Realm was like a giant cage, and the Foreign Races were another kind of living being outside the cage. Every once in a while, a large number of Foreign Race members would be released into this cage to attack the final line of defense of the Canglan Realm.

Over the long years, both sides had suffered heavy casualties. The Demon Fiend Great Sage's friends, Dao Companion, relatives, and Disciples had all died at the hands of the Foreign Races.

The friends of his friends, the relatives of his relatives, and the Masters of his Masters had all developed irreconcilable blood feuds with the Foreign Races. It could be said that the hatred accumulated between the Canglan Realm and the Foreign Races over the long ages simply could not be resolved.

His purpose in fighting the Foreign Races had long since become more than just simply protecting the Canglan Realm.

But regardless of the reason, the most terrifying thing was for the enemy to know your strength perfectly while you only had a partial view of theirs, unable to see the full picture.

The situation in recent years was very unfriendly to the Canglan Realm. The quantity and quality of the experts gathered by the Foreign Races were greater than ever before.

The Demon Fiend Great Sage did not fear any foreign Upper God, but in the face of a Quasi-God King, even survival was a luxury. Now, bound by Divine Power chains, unable to move or speak, his state of being at someone's mercy made him feel incredibly humiliated.

"Damn it, even if a few Top High Gods had come, I could have fought them, maybe even taken one down with me!"

"But against a Quasi-God King, I don't even have a chance to resist!"

"The gap between major Realms is truly despairing!"

The Demon Fiend Great Sage's bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the foreign Quasi-God King, thinking bitterly.

"What a fierce gaze. This god has only imprisoned you and hasn't taken your life yet. Do you hate me that much?"

The foreign Quasi-God King looked indifferently at the Demon Fiend Great Sage.

The Demon Fiend Great Sage did not speak, nor could he. He continued to stare fiercely at the foreign Quasi-God King.

The moment he was bound by the Divine Power chains, he knew his chances of survival were slim.

"In that case, I'll Seal your eyes as well!"

The foreign Quasi-God King's Physical Body undulated like soft mud. He thrust two fingers toward the Demon Fiend Great Sage's eyes, intending to gouge them out.

"Hmm?"

But just as he moved, he stopped. His neck twisted weirdly by one hundred and eighty degrees, and his gaze pierced through layers of clouds to look at the slender figure that had appeared at some unknown time.

"Li Xuanfeng?!"

The foreign Quasi-God King's voice was mixed with surprise, shock, and a hint of… eager excitement.

"Li Xuanfeng?"

The Demon Fiend Great Sage felt somewhat confused by this name.

"Flesh Spirit Race, Phantom Body Celestial, a Triple-Layer Quasi-God King. So it's you who's playing at fishing?"

Li Xuanfeng's indifferent voice rang out. He took a step forward, his figure passing through layers of clouds and appearing a million miles away from the Phantom Body Celestial.

The Demon Fiend Great Sage shifted his gaze and finally saw the handsome young man wearing the Green Armor Saint Robe. Without a doubt, the Li Xuanfeng mentioned by the Phantom Body Celestial was this person.

However, the fluctuations of the Late Great Sage Realm cultivation emanating from this person were truly difficult for him to understand.

When did the Eastern Profound Domain get such a character?

Why would someone in the Late Great Sage Realm dare to approach proactively?

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"It seems you've gathered quite a bit of intelligence from the memories of the Bee Ant Clan!"

The Phantom Body Celestial said while looking at Li Xuanfeng.

He was among the latest batch of Foreign Race members to enter the Endless Void, and he had only arrived at the Void Battlefield a few days ago. Taking the Demon Cloud Battlefield was his first battle. Logically, Cultivators of the Canglan Realm shouldn't know his name.

But if it was Li Xuanfeng who called out his name, the Phantom Body Celestial could understand.

Intelligence on Li Xuanfeng had been completely made public within the Foreign Races; all information about him had become the primary shared intelligence.

Except for those Foreign Race members scattered throughout the void who hadn't come into contact with the Bee Ant Clan yet, no other Foreign Race members would find Li Xuanfeng unfamiliar. His appearance, deeds, aura, and the various weapons he used were no longer secrets.

Furthermore, capturing Li Xuanfeng alive was a merit equal to breaching the Boundary Pass!

This was the weight Li Xuanfeng currently held within the Foreign Races!

Many foreign experts rushing toward the Canglan Realm could be said to hold the idea of capturing Li Xuanfeng alive.

The foreign experts guarding the various Void Battlefields were also somewhat restless.

If they hadn't been pinned down by other experts of the Canglan Realm, Li Xuanfeng would have already faced an unprecedented siege by the Foreign Races.

That was why, the moment he saw Li Xuanfeng, the Phantom Body Celestial felt a hidden surge of excitement. If he could capture Li Xuanfeng alive, he would receive an unimaginable reward from the God King!

However, a man's reputation follows him like a shadow. Even though Li Xuanfeng was only in the Late Great Sage Realm, equivalent to a foreign High-Tier Upper God, the Phantom Body Celestial truly didn't dare to act rashly.

Although Li Xuanfeng had used the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to kill the Nü Nü Heavenly God, he was only a Saint King at that time!

Now that his Realm had skyrocketed to such an extent, who knew how strong his power was?