Happy Old Man said, "This time, we either succeed or die trying. If any of you wish to withdraw now, there is still time.
But we will be the ones contributing to the fruits of victory. If you withdraw now, you will not be able to sit back and reap the rewards!
I, Happy, stake my life on it!!"
Within the void, a figure emerged from the mist.
Everyone turned to look, and all were startled.
"Everyone, my Eastern Wasteland Demon Domain is willing to assist you in besieging and killing Lingxu! No matter the cost!"
Wen Yuan clenched his fists, every hair on his body standing on end.
Crimson Firmament Demon King!!
The Eastern Wasteland Demon Domain lay in the Eastern Wasteland, cut off from human territory.
Long ago, the Eastern Wasteland Demon Domain had still been a place of utter chaos.
The Demon Emperor was slain by Shu Mountain, leaving behind three supreme treasures.
There had once been a saying: whoever obtained the three supreme treasures would become the new emperor of the Demon Race.
But after the Demon Emperor's death, the demon domain splintered into pieces.
The eight great royal clans openly and secretly fought over the inheritance.
That was until the emergence of the Crimson Firmament Demon King, a mighty ruler who, after the Demon Emperor, once again unified the Eastern Wasteland Demon Domain.
However, fifty thousand years ago, he fought Shu Mountain's previous sect leader at the Soul Burial Sea and suffered grave injuries, retreating into seclusion to recuperate ever since.
Only now had he finally revealed himself.
Yet the Shushan Sect Leader had not escaped unscathed either. His divine sense had been damaged by the Crimson Firmament Demon King, who planted a seed within his Dao Heart.
Thus, the Heaven Devouring Demon Lord was