All the Immortal Lords wore grave expressions.
Immortal Lord Xia was nowhere to be seen, nor had the currently flourishing Western Teachings appeared. Yet they had sensed Xiao's aura, and could not help wondering whether today's move had been too rash. One thing was certain: Xiao's credibility was as unreliable as ever.
Though seven powerful Immortal Lords were present, they stood no chance against Erlang Shen...
Just then, the Hornless Demonic Fiend smiled for no apparent reason.
Someone seemed to have contacted him in secret. Their calculations were destined to fail. The Hornless Demonic Fiend was clearly just as adept at scheming; after offering a kindly smile, the Devil Race abruptly chose to withdraw.
A shrill, grating horn sounded.
Myriad devils surged back into the Demon Realm.
At once, the expressions of several Immortal Lords became quite colorful as they cursed Xiao for breaking his word.
For some unknown reason, Immortal Lord Xia had not come. The Western monks were nowhere in sight, and even the planned alliance with the Devil Race had fallen through. Facing the enraged Erlang the Manifested True Lord, the hearts of the seven Immortal Lords wreathed in rosy radiance sank to the very bottom. Only the experts of the various immortal domain clans still had complete faith in their ancestors.
The vast army of Demonic Beasts vanished without a trace in moments.
Even the demon mountain had been moved away, leaving only a few great fiends skulking near the gaps in the layer of astral winds.
The monkey squeaked and shrieked in fury. After glancing at the Immortal Lords, he became eager to try again.
Bai Yujun paid no attention to those Immortal Lords who could never amount to much. They wanted to cause trouble, yet kept rambling on in hopes of soothing Erlang Shen's