"Damn it, we've fallen into a trap!"
The Azure Demon lay prostrate in a sea of blood, the place where it healed its wounds.
At the edge of the blood sea stood several enormous Demonic Creatures.
There were five in total, all great demons who had risen through layer upon layer of selection and merit assessment, serving as reserves for the third echelon of the Ten Southern Demons.
Before the Azure Demon, these great demons were utterly respectful, scarcely daring to breathe, with none of their usual arrogance and swagger in sight.
The Mang Demon attending it in the blood sea asked in shock, "Azure Lord, what happened?"
"Lihuo Prefecture was a trap. The Great Prince is holding the Huntian Axe and has sealed off the retreat. The Inch Demon and the others are finished!"
The Mang Demon's eyes widened round. "Why? Wasn't the Huntian Axe unable to be repaired for so long?"
"One wrong move, a grave mistake. Who could have imagined that the Demon Transformation Cauldron would be so sharp, actually gathering enough materials by refining Demon Corpses!"
The Azure Demon spoke with ancient sorrow. "With that cauldron's emergence, the offense and defense between our Demon Race and the martial artists have reversed. Things will only grow harder from here on."
"Even Teacher's grand ambition has encountered a perilous crisis."
Hearing this, the Mang Demon protested, "As long as we destroy the mother cauldron, the threat of the Demon Transformation Cauldron will naturally be resolved!"
"It is not that simple. The martial artists have never stopped analyzing and studying our Demon Race. The Myriad Demon Origin Chapter is no longer a secret in their eyes; it has already been interpreted countless times."
"Dijing Chengtian has long possessed methods of 'command and control,' capable of taming Demonic Creatures into