Senior Sisters, I don't Want to Work Hard Anymore!

After dealing with the forward base of the Rahu Demon Clan, Qing Muling didn't linger and immediately returned to the Heavenly Realm through the space-time rift.

Shortly after his departure, as the void trembled, a grand and mysterious castle, shrouded in thick blood clouds, descended from the sky, appearing near the space-time rift.

"…That detestable guy from the Heavenly Realm was just here again!"

In the deepest part of the castle, the divine senses of the Rahu Saint Ancestor showed no emotion. From the moment nine of his direct descendants fell, he had already received the message.

This outcome did not surprise him. The transcendent, also known as the Supreme Saint, was an overwhelming force against these ordinary clansmen, rendering any numerical advantage meaningless.

"Great Saint Ancestor, what should we do now?"

After a moment, a cautious voice spoke up.

"What should we do? Of course, we should gather resources to rebuild the forward base," the Rahu Saint Ancestor said coldly. "Now that the Silent Moon Clan has collapsed, once our clan absorbs and assimilates all their legacy essence, we will surely create more transcendents! And the Heavenly Realm is the next target we must fully confront!"

"Yes, Great Saint Ancestor!" The many powerful figures responded respectfully. The Rahu Saint Ancestor was not one to take losses lightly. Having suffered two setbacks and lost a group of his most valued direct descendants, how could he swallow this anger?

Now, with the main enemies already defeated by the Rahu Demon Clan, the massive war machine could not remain idle, and focusing on the Heavenly Realm had become an unchangeable plan.

Despite some voices within the Rahu Demon Clan's leadership suggesting that they should take this rare opportunity to recuperate for a while, given the immense toll past wars had taken on the clan, requiring ample time to recover, it was deemed unsuitable to reignite hostilities in the near term.

As for enemies like the Heavenly Realm, they weren't going anywhere and could be dealt with eventually, so there was no need to rush.

Such opinions were undoubtedly reasonable, but unfortunately, the final decision still lay with the Rahu Saint Ancestor. Under his will, the Rahu Demon Clan's leadership could only choose to immediately wage war on the Heavenly Realm.

"Go, this time I will leave an avatar here to oversee things, ensuring that guy won't have another chance!" the Rahu Saint Ancestor finally instructed.

As the supreme ruler of the Rahu Clan, he was well aware of the clan's precarious situation. The prolonged and all-encompassing war had severely depleted the clan's vitality, and defeating the Silent Moon Clan had an element of luck.