The Black Tortoise Old Clan Leader's Request

"I disagree!"

Lin Xuankong immediately rose to his feet and spoke in a ringing voice.

The many powerful figures of the Immortal Realm's human race present, the Demon Kings and clan leaders of the Boundless Mountains, and the Bodhisattvas of the Lingtai Buddhist Sect all looked toward Lin Xuankong in surprise.

In the eyes of these many experts,

the Immortal-Demon War about to unfold near the Crane Immortal Sect had gathered a number of powerful figures almost unprecedented in the past million years. Its ferocity would certainly far surpass any Immortal-Demon War of the past million years. After all, the previous wars between the Immortal Realm's human race and the Xuan Yin Demonic Sect had mostly been conflicts between the human race and the demonic sect alone, while this time, nearly the entire Golden Dragon Immortal Realm had been swept into it!

Such a terrifying war on such a scale,

even though the powerful figures of the Immortal Realm's human race, the Boundless Mountains Demon Race, and the Lingtai Buddhist Sect were confident of victory, and hoped to use this battle to deal the Xuan Yin Demonic Sect a devastating blow so that it could no longer threaten them in the future, no one knew how many powerful figures would fall in this war!

Therefore, it was absolutely impossible for the powerful figures of the Immortal Realm's human race, the Boundless Mountains Demon Race, and the Lingtai Buddhist Sect not to feel nervous! Yet in this Immortal-Demon War, they had very little room to choose! There was no need to speak of the human race—the Xuan Yin Demonic Sect's target this time was precisely them. The Boundless Mountains Demon Race also knew well that if the human race suffered complete defeat in this war, the demon race would suffer when