Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats

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As Jiang Chengxuan and his team were cautiously navigating the territory of the foreign races, the core areas of several major foreign powers were bustling with activity.

Despite the invasion of the Floodgate Realm by the three external realms, life in these foreign races’ territories seemed unchanged from any other day.

In the heart of the foreign races’ rule lies a grand council hall, not belonging to any one race but jointly owned by the three.

Millennia ago, their ancestors ended their internal conflicts and established this tri-racial council hall, setting a rule that forbids any conflict within the central area.

Whenever there are major decisions or conflicts of interest between the races, the high-level members of all three must first discuss them here.

Over time, this place has become a sacred ground for the foreign races of the Floodgate Realm, maintaining harmony between the demon beasts, deepsea nomads, and eldars.

Today, the hall was filled with the top members of each race to discuss matters crucial to their future.

The grand hall was filled with representatives from each race, distinctly occupying one side of a triangular table.

From the deepsea nomads, there were Dao Integration Saints towering like giants, covered in ferocious scales, with mouths full of sharp teeth.

Other deepsea nomads bore fins, tails, and tentacles, radiating strong water elemental Qi.

Opposite the deepsea nomads sat ordinary-looking eldarian cultivators, whose appearances differed little from humans but with cold eyes and an aura wrapped in mist, making their true forms obscure.

Known for their innate stealth and assassination skills, it is said that only those killed by the eldars could see their true faces.

Among them were several Dao Integration beings not to be underestimated.

Lastly, there were the members of the demon beast race, maintaining their monstrous forms but with reduced size to fit the council hall.

The demon beast race is known for its straightforward and eccentric nature, disliking transforming into human forms.

Among the three races, the demon beast race has the most extensive power, especially since many demonic beasts in the Floodgate Realm have become sentient.

Thus, despite being foreign, the demon beast race has rapidly expanded, ranking first in strength among the three, with several Dao Fusion Saints and even a Dao Mastery leader.

Their leader’s breakthrough to Mahayana would immediately elevate them to an overlord power.

The leading seat of the demon beast race was occupied by a massive tiger demon with four eyes, emanating an aura as menacing as a battlefield of corpses and blood.

“Has everyone arrived?” the four-eyed tiger demon beast looked around and asked slowly.

“The deepsea nomads have arrived,” responded a deepsea saint, adorned with blue scales and with two snake heads on his shoulders.

“Good.”

Beneath the veil of mist, an eldarian elder, whose face continuously shifted forms, also responded.

“Let’s discuss the first topic,” said the four-eyed tiger demon straightforwardly, without any hesitation.

“Recently, we’ve sent people multiple times to interfere with the defense barriers of the Floodgate Realm.

This might provoke retaliation from the human cultivators. What are your thoughts on this?”

“Those humans are already at their wits’ end dealing with the three external realms. Talk of retaliation? I think they’re just bluffing,” the deepsea cultivator with two snakes on his shoulders disdainfully remarked.

“Hmm…” The tiger demon beast pondered upon hearing this and then turned his gaze towards the eldarian saint.

“I believe the humans won’t just let this go. If they find an opportunity, they will definitely seek trouble with us,” said the eldarian elder after a moment of contemplation.

“Oh? Do you really think the three realms would give humans such an opportunity?” the deepsea saint immediately questioned.

“All I know is that if it were my race, we would never let go of our enemies, no matter the risk,” the eldar coldly replied.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and those words silenced many of the foreign race elders present.

Indeed, if they were in the same situation, they wouldn’t let the grudge go either.

So, would the humans swallow such grievances?

No one dared to guarantee.

Thus, the deepsea nomad saint fell silent.

“Saint Shadowkill’s words are not without reason. Moreover, regardless of whether the humans come or not, we should strengthen our defenses,” said the tiger demon beast slowly.

This time, no one objected, and everyone nodded in agreement.

The sense of impending crisis was palpable to everyone; with more preparations, there’s less danger.

As cultivators who have reached the Dao Integration, they all understood this principle clearly.

“I think just being prepared isn’t enough. If we could set up an ambush to potentially eliminate the humans who might come seeking revenge, wouldn’t that be even better?” suddenly suggested another deepsea nomad saint.

With a prominent tentacle on his back glowing at the tip and a mouth full of sharp teeth, his suggestion of such a sinister plan immediately sparked widespread discussion among the demon beasts.

Yes, even if the human cultivators were to come, should our three races be afraid?

Rather, we should take the initiative to strike, catching those human cultivators off guard.

By weakening the strength of the human race, wouldn’t that give us an even better chance?

It didn’t take long for this proposal to gain the approval of many from the demon beast race.

They are inherently aggressive, disliking concealment and preferring slaughter.

“Hmm, planning an ambush aligns with the eldars’ intentions as well,” said the eldarian saint calmly.

“As long as we lay traps, even if the human forces press on, they will struggle to break through our defenses.”

However, at this time, the four-eyed tiger demon beast furrowed his brows.

He wasn’t actually the true leader of the demon beast race.

The instructions he had received were simply to ensure that his race was reminded to stay vigilant.

As for setting traps to kill humans, he wasn’t in a position to decide on such a proposal.

Silently ambushing and killing the cultivators sent by the humans would be an act of openly falling out with them.

While there has always been friction between the foreign races of the Floodgate Realm and the humans, resulting occasionally in the death of one or two individuals, it was still considered a conflict between sects.

However, ambushing and killing a group of high-level cultivators would absolutely be something the human race couldn’t tolerate.

At that point, the three foreign races would have no choice but to go to war with the humans.

Although the demon beasts, deepsea nomads, and eldars are currently at war with the humans, can they truly be trusted?

And if it were just the three foreign races facing the humans alone, victory would be impossible.

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