Since they were all demons, why couldn't they be in the same gang?
This sudden question left everyone stunned as realization dawned on them.
Damn it! They had been tricked!
They had played the part of complete suckers, gathering all these Great Demons together, and now they were all coming for them.
Run?
If they ran now, they would be choosing to abandon the fight. If word reached Golden Thread Pavilion, not a single person present would escape punishment.
After all, Golden Thread Pavilion had summoned them here to resist the demon calamity in Heavenly Thorn State.
At the very least, they had to put on a show. They could not become deserters on the battlefield.
If they fled, then waited for Golden Thread Pavilion to settle accounts after autumn, that would be truly troublesome.
A demon calamity in a single state was not enough to threaten Golden Thread Pavilion's hegemonic position in the Treasure Temple Domain.
"Then let them come! Let's go fight them first! We're all Flesh Husk cultivators; there's no need to worry."
Someone spoke up, trying to rally the others.
There truly was not much to fear. The reason they had been holding back was because they had no idea what arrangements Golden Thread Pavilion might have afterward. Accidents were inevitable, and everyone wanted to preserve as much strength as possible, only striking at the crucial moment.
That way, they could reap the greatest benefit at the smallest possible risk. That was what they wanted to see.
But not everyone thought that way.
Some wanted to fight, and naturally, others wanted to flee.
"Why fight? The demon calamity has only just begun to spread, and who knows when it will end? Rather than waste our strength here, we might as well give up decisively and head