When the experts of Lingxu Grotto-Heaven and the Demon Clan experts remained locked in a standoff, seemingly on the verge of a bloody battle, Fang Qing spoke up.
He explained a principle to everyone: if they fought here, then once the true experts arrived, they would all be forced out and gain nothing.
In truth, everyone understood this principle. The Demon Clan knew it, and the cultivators of Lingxu Grotto-Heaven knew it as well. If anyone else had said such words, the Demon Clan's great demons would not have paid them any heed.
However, Fang Qing's words contained an incomparably powerful spiritual allure. They were like the Demoness Wan Wan of the Great Tang World—every word carried the flavor of Heavenly Demon Sound, enough to enchant anyone who heard her.
Fang Qing also knew Heavenly Demon Sound, but what he unleashed into the air this time was more than merely Heavenly Demon Sound. Now that his cultivation had reached the level of Refining Spirit into Void and he had cultivated a Primordial Spirit, his terrifying spiritual will naturally possessed a fearsome power to persuade others.
If slaughtering these demons had held any meaning, Fang Qing would already have used a terrifying Spirit Storm to crush their wills.
But that would not do now. This was, after all, the tomb of a Demon Emperor. If the Demon Clan suffered too many casualties, it might trigger the terrifying restrictions within the Demon Emperor's Tomb. Then everyone would die.
Their realms were simply too low. They were only in the Other Shore and Dao Palace Realms. If they wanted to obtain treasures from the tomb of a Demon Emperor, the best approach was to make peace and prosper together. No matter how many demons they killed, it would be meaningless.
Thus, Fang Qing's