"Please punish us, Wolf Venerable!" The five True Immortal-level werewolves bowed even lower, looking utterly terrified.
"Enough. Though you failed to carry out your duties, you have still been willing to risk your lives for me all these years. That loyalty is commendable. Return to your posts and follow the plan as before. Do your best to kill the outsiders from the Immortal Realm. We still need more blood to summon the Blood Moon and open the passage. Once I manage to escape, when the Immortal-Demon Battlefield opens again, I'll make the Immortal Realm repay this old debt—with interest."
The wolf's head formed from the mist said coldly, "That human True Immortal has some tricks up his sleeve. I can give you another chance for failing to defeat him. But if you ruin my grand plan again, don't blame the clan laws for showing no mercy!"
"Understood, Wolf Venerable!" At his words, the five True Immortal-level werewolves rose and shot out through the opening in the misty hall.
"You human upstarts—and you, little Ying Qing. You dared to ruin my plans with the Blood-Tainted Spirit-Devouring Thunder. Just hope I don't catch you later." The wolf's head, formed from the mist, gave a sinister grin. After its subordinates had left, it too dissolved into mist and vanished.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Ice Scorpion Demons poured from the sky to the ground, surging toward the immortal camp in an overwhelming tide. They attacked without any order, but the Ice Scorpion Demons' utter disregard for their own lives and their enormous numbers still placed tremendous pressure on the immortals and cultivators in the camp.
Several immortals in the camp held purple-gold mallets and surrounded a huge drum engraved with a thunder tiger.
By then, the Ice Scorpion Demons had broken a massive gap in