Opened the [Myriad Races Trading Platform].
A batch of food and equipment was listed again.
The equipment listed before was still largely untouched.
This was not difficult to understand.
During the territorial defense battle at dawn, all surviving lords had obtained a large amount of food.
Therefore, the market for ordinary food would not be optimistic in the short term.
However, the good news was that the special foods of elite and commander grades that were previously listed had all been snapped up.
He had also reaped a considerable amount of lumber and stone from this.
As for equipment, that was naturally a given. It was still a hard currency now, with high demand.
The auction for the [Siege Ballista] blueprint would end in half an hour.
At this time, the bidding price had already reached two hundred and fifty Immortal Demon Stones.
This was not far from Xiao Mo's expected transaction price.
Afterward, Xiao Mo also checked the situation in the [World Chat Channel].
Even now, the chat channel remained very active.
Countless lords were still discussing the Immortal Demon troop types.
There were even many lords who directly @-mentioned Xiao Mo, wanting him to speak out.
In plain terms, they wanted Xiao Mo to personally admit whether his troops were indeed Immortal Demons.
Xiao Mo naturally paid no attention to these people.
What difference did it make whether he admitted it or not?
Even if he denied it, would the lords who had already formed alliances disband them?
Clearly not!
Xiao Mo had always advanced too quickly and stood too high, putting immense pressure on those so-called high-level and top-tier lords.
This almost choked them, and even made them eager to get rid of Xiao Mo.
As long as they could bring Xiao Mo down from his pedestal, they could smoothly step on him to rise, and create another legend.
Therefore, whether Xiao Mo admitted it now or not was irrelevant.
What was important was that Xiao Mo's territorial forces had to be suppressed or even annihilated.
Otherwise, once Xiao Mo fully developed, their situation would become even more precarious.
In fact, Xiao Mo was quite certain in his heart.
Alliances against him must have already been organized in the Endless Abyss region alone.
After all, those high-level and top-tier lords were unwilling to simply withdraw from the Endless Abyss, this well-developed grand stage.
However, Xiao Mo merely let out a disdainful scoff.
"They're probably still dreaming!"
In his opinion, these so-called alliances posed no substantial threat.
At the very least, they were currently useless.
In the vast Endless Abyss region, how much had they explored? Not even one percent?
If you didn't even know the location of other lords' territories, what was the use of such an alliance!
More importantly, the lords' approach to forming alliances was fundamentally flawed.
Given the current situation, was the greatest enemy his Immortal Demon tribe?
Obviously not!
Their greatest enemies now were the abyss monsters and the indigenous forces.
And there was also the impending threat of a beast tide.
Only by clearing out all these enemies, exploring most of the Endless Abyss region, and then merging their territories into a grand alliance would they have sufficient strength to contend with Xiao Mo and compete for control of the Endless Abyss region with the Immortal Demon tribe.
If these lords had truly done so, Xiao Mo would have respected them more.
As it was now, they were just a rabble of insignificant fighters!
Subsequently, Xiao Mo seemed to remember something, a sinister smile curving his lips.
"Can these insignificant fighters even survive long enough to face me directly?"
"Boom! Dong Dong..."
As Xiao Mo finished muttering to himself, a deafening, thunderous roar suddenly echoed from the sky.
A blood-red cloud mass had appeared in the sky, stretching for dozens of miles, seemingly splitting the sky in two.
Startled by this sudden, thunderous sound, Xiao Mo broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly stood up, his expression grave, and looked up at the sky.
He then vaguely saw what appeared to be a hundred-zhang giant within the cloud, wielding twin hammers to beat a drum.
As the first drumbeat faded, another followed, and then another.
Moreover, each subsequent drumbeat was more powerful than the last.
In the distance, a towering mountain that reached into the clouds quietly exploded under the tremor of the drumbeats, vanishing without a trace.
This scene caused Xiao Mo's gaze to sharpen, a flicker of terror in his eyes.
If these drumbeats were targeting his territory, then he and the entire Immortal Demon tribe would disappear!
The muffled war drums sounded nine times in total.
As the ninth drumbeat subsided, the entire world fell into silence.
At this moment, it seemed as if time itself had frozen.
After an unknown period, the cloud mass in the sky began to change.
The clouds gradually coalesced into eight grand characters, hanging high in the void.
[Experience Ends! Journey Begins!]
Seeing these eight characters, Xiao Mo's heart clenched.
So, the preceding nine days, which were called the beginner protection period, were actually a beginner experience phase!
Now that the beginner experience phase was over, it was time to truly embark on the journey to conquer the myriad races of this world!
Ten minutes later, the eight characters formed by the blood-red cloud mass finally dissipated.
Concurrently, outside the Immortal Demon tribe's territory, the roars of monsters erupted.
The dense sounds were like raindrops.
In the distant dense forest, ancient trees swayed incessantly. The tremors of the earth gradually intensified from slight to violent, causing even the stones on the ground to leap.
In the sky further away, many flying monsters had already gathered, circling in large flocks against the distant sky.
Their sharp cries sent shivers down one's spine.
At this moment, a roar that Xiao Mo found very familiar sounded from another direction.
Immediately after, a dark mass of clouds rapidly advanced towards the Immortal Demon tribe.
It was the King-level Black Python, which had not been seen for several days, attacking again.
Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes, a thought flashing through his mind as he prepared to order the Immortal Demon team to return at full speed.
The strength of this Black Python had increased again, reaching mid-grade tenth tier.
He and Xian Qing'er alone might be able to contend with this Black Python, but they couldn't kill it.
If the Immortal Demon team returned, this Black Python would surely die today!
However, what happened next made Xiao Mo pause, a hint of confusion in his heart.
The Black Python did not attack the Immortal Demon tribe but instead fled rapidly into the distance in a panic, as if greatly terrified.
Yet, as it passed through the airspace above the Immortal Demon tribe, the Black Python's scarlet eyes met Xiao Mo's gaze.
As if telling Xiao Mo, "Kid, I'll be back!"
Xiao Mo was naturally fearless of such a threat.
He wasn't afraid of this Black Python returning; he was afraid it wouldn't!
If it dared to return, he would skin it, tear its sinews, remove its scales, and forge them into equipment to wear!
After the Black Python disappeared, Xiao Mo frowned, filled with bewilderment.
Why did these monsters suddenly riot? What had terrified this King-level creature to such an extent?