Throughout the mountains and forests, river valleys, and every corner of Honghuang Continent, screams and sounds of slaughter echoed. The stench of blood hung in the air, seeping into the spiritual energy.
Countless clans were scattered, their experts slaughtered, their blood staining the earth red.
Though their desperate resistance had inflicted some casualties on the Wu Clan, it was hardly worth mentioning compared to the Demon Race's war damage.
Wu Clan soldiers wielded all manner of weapons, their faces splattered with blood as they continued forward with roars.
The Wu Clan's movements quickly alarmed the Heavenly Court.
Clouds and mist lingered around the towering Heavenly Palace. Faint immortal music drifted through the air, yet carried a trace of uneasy tremor.
After returning from Changbai Mountain, Tai Yi had gone back to the Sun Star to recuperate. In the short term, he had no combat strength at all.
Now that the Wu Clan was causing such large-scale trouble, Di Jun had truly been caught off guard.
Inside Lingxiao Treasure Hall, Di Jun Gathered the Demon Race's high-level members and convened a court assembly.
Demon Saint Jimeng was greatly enraged. He suddenly rose to his feet, clasped his fists, and said:
"Your Majesty, those Wu Clan barbarians ignored the Armistice agreement and launched large-scale attacks against the Demon Race. Their shamelessness knows no bounds!"
He stamped his foot and volunteered himself. "Please make your decision, Your Majesty! We are willing to fight to the death and defend the Demon Race!"
"Jimeng, calm down." Demon Saint Shangyang gently shook his head and said coolly:
"The Wu Clan has not violated the Armistice agreement."
"Hm?" Jimeng turned and glared at Shangyang.
"The Demon Race in the Lower realm has sent repeated pleas for reinforcements. They want an all-out war with the Demon Race, not