Chapter 2300: The Celestial Tribe’s Secret Art (1/2)

Repeated failures had taught the de shot

It wasn’t impossible for a desperate offensive to crack what they’d seen of the human fortifications But ould be the point? What came after that?

They would lose half their forefathers in the process, orhalf kill the island’s defenders? Could they conquer the hu but a pipe dreaht to the continent, less than two tenths were still alive, as well as roughly one-third of the forefather-level cultivators It was too puny a force for their grand, beautiful drearandeur

The post-battle debrief ultimately ended on a sour note

Celestial returned to his tribe’s caer in check From the moment he’d led the troops into this world, his authority had never been thus challenged

All he had to his nae

His cold gaze landed on the third forefather “Old Third, aren’t you the sociable one? Why’d you lorify the humans and shame us demons, whose side exactly do you stand on?”

The third forefather sighed lightly “Celestial, my words were half honest and half to appease them”

“Which part was real?”

“My evaluation of huer I didn’t want theainst us”

“Do they have the balls to?” Celestial sneered

“We’re already past asking this kind of question At this rate, it’s a matter of when, not if,” the third forefather retorted cal?” The other celestial demon forefathers looked at him, dumbfounded

“Are you still blind to the truth? They’refor an opportunity to unload their accuht, they’ll find subtler ways towill pacify them!”

In spite of his wrath, Celestial stayed silent He couldn’t refute Old Third’s argurand undertaking? Is that what you ive up just like that?” asked another forefather, clearly reluctant

The third forefather oal Only, we’re either headed towards a schis off

But they jolted Celestial nonetheless He stared at the third forefather, an intense glint in his eyes “Old Third, speak plainly”

“Forefather, perhaps our final card is the only resort left to us As celestial demons, it’s our destiny rule over the fate of the tribes They’ve lost their loyalty to our race, so we rand ambitions…”

Everyone felt their blood run cold at his eerie tone They all understood his implications

As the supreme authority of their race, their bloodline possessed a secret art passed down through their distinctiveto the tribe could unlock the mark and learn this art None of the other tribes were aware of its existence