"What a bunch of useless trash. You couldn't even hold Chu Tian Division off for a month."
The voice from within the embroidered bed curtains was furious, yet filled with disbelief.
"Where is that demonic book? Wasn't it supposed to turn defeat into victory?"
"Where did it go? Speak!"
The territories of the Myriad Beast Sect, the Mysterious Yin Sect, and Snow Wolf Valley—these major powers had fallen one after another. Not partially, but entirely. And it had taken less than a month.
Snow Wolf Valley in particular had been home to so many demon and devil factions, yet it had all been pushed across. It was simply inconceivable.
"Lord God Devourer and Ghost Celestial Venerable have already made a strategic retreat because several sacrificial altars were destroyed."
Tian Luo and the others looked grim. They were all dignified quasi-Saints, cultivators of the same rank, yet this fellow treated them like servants.
If not for the Deputy Sect Master's orders, Tian Luo would have slapped him across the face long ago.
Ever since Chu Jiang's return, Chu Tian Division's foundations had abruptly grown immensely. Its top-tier combat power had doubled, while the overall cultivation level of its main battle legions had risen severalfold.
Quasi-Saint God Kings could crush any single faction, not to mention that freak Chu Jiang.
"Chu Jiang... you bastard. Do you really think no one can keep you in check?" A cold snort came from within the curtains.
This Sea of Blood Cult was truly incapable of accomplishing anything, yet more than capable of ruining everything.
In the end, he still had to personally step in to settle this.
The expressions of the others shifted. Was this fellow finally unable to hold himself back?
Though they did not understand why the Deputy Sect Master thought so highly