It had also made him lose face.
The Demon Court had to take responsibility.
Although he had suffered a loss at the hands of Saint Sanqi,
if he couldn't deal with Sanqi, surely he could deal with the demons?
At the sight of Saint Zhunti's gaze,
Demon Emperor Di Jun's mouth twitched slightly.
His eyes shifted, and he seemed a little guilty.
Things had developed to this point,
far beyond what he had expected.
The benefits he had promised Saint Zhunti clearly wouldn't come to pass.
Now Zhunti was looking at them.
Her intentions were obvious.
She wanted the Demon Court to find a way to resolve this awkward situation.
However, Demon Emperor Di Jun, as ruler of the Demon Race,
felt somewhat sorry toward Saint Zhunti,
but had no desire to do anything about it.
For now, he simply pretended not to notice.
On the other side, Eastern Emperor Taiyi did the same.
His temper was far worse than his elder brother's.
If even his brother couldn't be bothered to deal with Zhunti,
then naturally, neither would he.
Faced with this situation,
Demon Emperor Fuxi could only smile wryly.
These fellows...
Weren't they just making things difficult for him?
Demon Emperor Fuxi pondered for a moment,
then finally looked behind him.
"Is anyone willing to help Saint Zhunti out of this awkward situation?"
Behind the Demon Emperors and Demon Emperor Fuxi
stood the eight remaining Demon Sages.
In this campaign against the Human Race,
Demon Saint Bai Ze had been left at the Demon Court.
Nine of the Ten Great Demon Sages had set out.
Another, Ji Meng, had already been killed.
So there were only eight left.
Now Saint Zhunti was without a mount
and had turned her gaze toward the Demon Race.
She wanted them to resolve