The Six Sages of the Profound Gate, Make the Martial Dao Great Again, the Demon Clan Pulls the Firewood from Beneath the Cauldron!

The Thirty-three Heavens, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"What happened?"

Seeing that the Witch-Slaying Sword was nearly formed, only for progress to suddenly slow considerably, Demon Emperor Dijun's expression darkened.

"Your Majesty, please punish me!"

Having rushed over, Demon Saint Baize knelt on the ground, kowtowing as he cried out.

"Baize, you know very well what the campaign to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword means to our Demon Clan."

"I trusted you and entrusted the forging of the Witch-Slaying Sword entirely to you. Why have you appeared here at a time like this?"

"If you fail to give me a reasonable explanation, you know the consequences!"

Looking coldly down at Baize, Di Jun barked with chilling menace.

"Your Majesty, the humans of the east have intervened."

"My momentary oversight cost our clan three to four hundred million troops, including three thousand Daluo Golden Immortals."

Taking a deep breath, Baize solemnly reported to Demon Emperor Dijun.

For more than two million years, the Demon Clan had constantly waged great wars against the Human Race, the Witch Clan, and even the Ten Thousand Races, suffering enormous losses.

Even after sparing no expense in nurturing them, they had only tens of thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals.

Losing several thousand Daluo Golden Immortal demon generals in a single battle truly piled snow atop frost for the Demon Clan in its current state.

Even if they successfully forged the Witch-Slaying Sword, the Demon Clan might not gain much of an advantage against the Witch Clan's armies.

"What exactly happened?"

"The Shouyang Human Race has no Quasi saint experts at all. They couldn't possibly kill several thousand of our Demon Clan's Daluo Golden Immortals in such a short time."

"Could Taiqing or Nuwa have intervened?"

His expression shocked, Demon Emperor Dijun hurriedly demanded answers.

If those two Sages of