Chapter 588 - 473: The Great Plan: The Truth of the Hidden Mission (Part 2)

High in the sky.

Li Tiannan and Sword Elder were battling a Snow Elf and a Werewolf.

The Snow Elf’s strength was ordinary.

Li Tiannan, teamed up with three Tier Nines, had the Snow Elf completely suppressed. They even held a slight advantage.

Sword Elder and Qin Jianfei combined their sword techniques, and with another Tier Nine providing support, they weren’t at a disadvantage against the powerful Werewolf.

The two battles raged spectacularly.

Gao Neng was starting to understand why Qin Lei and the others had gone straight to the rear gate of Ice City. It turned out the situation here had reached a stalemate.

"Withdraw the army! Back to the North District Fortress!"

"Retreat!"

The army that had been sieging the city was now carrying out an orderly withdrawal.

The appearance of Gao Neng and his group naturally drew the attention of the alien races, as well as the Snow Elf and Werewolf in the sky.

"Faceless actually failed?!"

"Gao Neng isn’t dead?"

The Snow Elf and the Werewolf were clearly surprised.

"You little brat, you sure are hard to kill! What are you waiting for, run!" Li Tiannan also glanced at Gao Neng and immediately shouted.

"Mast—you, why didn’t you come save me?" Gao Neng shouted back.

"Why do you think I didn’t save you? Damn it, I would have if I could’ve gotten away!" Hearing this, Li Tiannan’s face immediately flushed red.

"To deal with a female elf, you have to use dirty tricks!" Gao Neng reminded him.

"Bullshit, you think I don’t know that?"

"Oh... Well then, Master, you keep being dirty. I’ll be leaving first. I’ll wait for you back at the fortress." Gao Neng nodded, then immediately turned without a second glance and ran with Yi Qinglian and the others toward the retreating army.

The Snow Elf was speechless.

She desperately wanted to rush down and slap Gao Neng to death with a single palm strike.

Because if Gao Neng wasn’t eliminated, he would become a huge threat to the alien races in the future.

But she was tied down now and could only watch helplessly as Gao Neng left. Besides, he was surrounded by ninety gene weapons.

Even the Faceless Snow Demon had failed...

What could she possibly do?

...

The human army was in full retreat.

Ice City officially became the battlefield for a clash between multiple Strongest.

Terrifying energy continuously spilled downward, destroying the walls of Ice City. It forcefully turned the once ice-and-snow-covered city into a sea of fire.

Watching all this, the White-faced King’s heart was bleeding.

"Lord City Lord, it’s too dangerous here! The human army has already retreated. Why don’t we take this chance to return to the Royal City first!" an Ice and Snow Race Warrior said.

"Return to the Royal City?" The White-faced King frowned.

If Ice City had been lost, he would have decisively returned.

But now, Ice City hadn’t been lost...

If he left now, it would be tantamount to deserting his post.

"Have you forgotten, Lord City Lord? Gao Neng and his group have already escaped. You can absolutely use the excuse of prioritizing the escort of the supplies to take refuge in the Royal City," the Ice and Snow Race Warrior said, seeming to have noticed the White-faced King’s hesitation.

"What do you mean?" The White-faced King’s brow furrowed.

"The fact that you’re carrying the supplies has already been exposed..."

"!!!" The White-faced King was suddenly jolted awake.

’That’s right!’

’The Strongest are fighting. Ice City is no longer safe.’

Given the current situation, this battle would likely not be over quickly. If he stayed here, his only use would be to ’serve tea and pour water’ for these Strongest.

For a City Lord, this was truly humiliating.

He would be of little to no use.

But the fact that he was carrying the supplies was a fatal vulnerability.

Back then, in front of Gao Neng and the others, he had personally told the Faceless Snow Demon about it.

’On the surface, it seemed fine. But what if?’

Cold sweat instantly beaded on the White-faced King’s brow.

He wasn’t afraid of Gao Neng’s group pulling a surprise attack on their way back. He was afraid of the Faceless Snow Demon turning on him.

The Alien Race Alliance was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

The Faceless Snow Demon might not kill him now, but what about after the battle?

With the Faceless Snow Demon’s personality, it could easily find an opportunity to kill him and then pin the blame on the humans. Then there would be no one he could appeal to for justice.

’Go. We have to go!’

’We leave immediately!’

The White-faced King made up his mind.

He couldn’t stay in Ice City any longer. Only by returning to the Royal City would he be safe.

"Lan Si, you will disguise yourself as me and stay in Ice City. Lan Wu and Lan Liu, you two will follow me. Remember, we must keep a low profile on this journey. We absolutely cannot reveal our identities until we reach the Royal City." The White-faced King quickly laid out his plan.

He had to be wary not just of the Faceless Snow Demon, but of all the other races as well.

Traveling in a large group was out of the question; they could only sneak away as a small team.

"Understood!" the three Ice and Snow Race Warriors immediately nodded.

...

「North District.」

Near the territory of the Blood Race.

Here, there was a tall, snow-covered mountain. On this mountain lived a proud race known as the High Mountain Race.

But now, this proud race was half-kneeling before a figure shrouded in a white cloak.

SWISH!

The white cloak was thrown back.

It revealed a peerlessly beautiful face, one that could topple cities.

This face held an arrogance even greater than that of the High Mountain Race, for she was the Ninth Princess of the Celestial Race, an absolute genius and powerhouse among the alien races.

Mu Feifei.

And behind Mu Feifei stood another woman.

She had jet-black hair.

Her long dress, made of scales and feathers, fluttered gently in the cold wind.

This was also a stunningly beautiful woman, with an otherworldly temperament and lively eyes. She was none other than the Seventh Princess of the Dark Night Elf Clan, Wu Dingxiang.

"Your Highnesses, your arrival in the North District is our great fortune. My king, on behalf of His Highness the Fourth Prince of the Blood Race, welcomes the two princesses of the Celestial Race and the Dark Night Elf Clan to the summit of the High Mountain!" an old man with a single horn on his head said, bowing to Mu Feifei and Wu Dingxiang.

"Is the Fourth Prince still in the Royal City?" the Seventh Princess, Wu Dingxiang, asked after glancing at Mu Feifei, who was standing in front of her.

She knew Mu Feifei’s personality.

Although countless races had come to welcome them along the way, Mu Feifei had rarely spoken, and had scarcely even shown her face.

If the king of the High Mountain Race wasn’t personally waiting at the summit, Mu Feifei would never have stopped here.

"Yes, Your Highness the Seventh Princess. The Fourth Prince has been awaiting your arrival in the Royal City," the horned Elder nodded and bowed again.

"I understand. In that case, please lead the way, Elder. We will meet with your king first." The Seventh Princess, Wu Dingxiang, walked to Mu Feifei’s side.

Mu Feifei, however, just tilted her head back to look at the mountain peak before them.

She began to walk forward.

This signified her agreement with Wu Dingxiang’s decision.

After all, her main duty on this journey was to ensure Wu Dingxiang’s safety. As for when to stop and when to go, she couldn’t be bothered to ask.

"This way, Princesses!" Seeing Mu Feifei agree, a look of delight appeared on the horned Elder’s face. He was well aware of this Celestial Race Princess’s personality.

She was absurdly arrogant.

Of course, Mu Feifei had every right to be arrogant.

It wasn’t just because Mu Feifei was the Ninth Princess of the Celestial Race, but also because she had successfully broken through to Tier Seven two months ago.

Right now, Mu Feifei had already reached the strength of the Tier Seven Late Stage.

She was only a single step away from Tier Eight.

On this point alone, there were few in her generation who could surpass her.

"I heard that His Highness the Fourth Prince is about to break through to Tier Eight?" the Seventh Princess, Wu Dingxiang, asked the horned Elder as they walked.

The High Mountain Race was a vassal of the Blood Race. Just like her Dark Night Elf Clan, they were indirectly ruled by the Blood Race, so they naturally knew a bit more about their affairs.

"To be honest with you, Seventh Princess, His Highness the Fourth Prince already broke through three days ago. If not for the breakthrough, he would be here personally to welcome you two," the horned Elder glanced at Mu Feifei as he spoke in a low voice.

Mu Feifei, who had been walking forward, stopped for an instant.

"His Highness the Fourth Prince... he really broke through?!" The Seventh Princess, Wu Dingxiang, was clearly astonished.

"Yes, it’s absolutely true." The horned Elder nodded seriously.

"Well, that’s really..." The Seventh Princess, Wu Dingxiang, glanced at Mu Feifei, then immediately lowered her voice. "...impressive."

"Hehe. This way, Princesses!" The horned Elder had naturally discerned Mu Feifei’s thoughts.

’The Fourth Prince broke through. For someone as proud as Mu Feifei, this must be a bit of a blow, right?’