Lu Xiaotian had been temporarily left in the City of Heart Demons. From afar, Lü Song watched the columns of smoke rising in the distance, demonic shadows twisting and shifting within them. A newly risen Golden Immortal-level powerhouse had appeared among the Ba Demon Clan—a development neither he nor the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord had ever anticipated. The situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
The battle with the Nine Central City's immortal army was raging fiercely. They and the Ba Demon Clan were ultimately not under the same command, so trouble had not yet come knocking at their door. But it was clear that they had precious little room left to maneuver. The Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord's ten-thousand-strong Red Marrow Demon Leopard cavalry had already come under certain restrictions, and Lü Song's standing in the Luoyang Prison was not necessarily as secure as it seemed. What mattered most was the Devouring Slaughter Heart Demon's attitude.
Ever since Lu Xiaotian had been brought to the City of Heart Demons, Lü Song had tried several times to request an audience with the Devouring Slaughter Heart Demon, only to be turned away each time. Now he could not even see the other party.
"Daoist Lü, how did it go?" After Lü Song returned from yet another futile trip to the City of Heart Demons, the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord hurried over at once. Seeing Lü Song's impassive face, he had more or less guessed the result, but still harbored a trace of unrealistic hope. The two of them alone could no longer face the situation before them.
At this point, the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord could only place his hopes in the City of Heart Demons. Otherwise, if things continued this way, they would die without even a place to bury their bodies. The