Offended a Saint? The Demon Court is in a dilemma!

"Jie Sect Personal Disciple Token!"

Di Jun's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, a clear tremor appeared on his majestic face.

The Solar True Fire boiling around Eastern Emperor Taiyi, standing beside him, also paused.

The hand holding the Chaos Bell tightened slightly, and the killing intent on his face instantly froze, turning into disbelief and astonishment.

A personal disciple token of Sage Tongtian!

This item could not be faked. The unique Jie Sect Dao Rhyme and Sage Aura on it were one of a kind in the Great Wilderness!

This Xuandu... was actually a personal disciple under Tongtian?!

The two of them had descended in their true forms with thunderous rage, intending to kill this scoundrel with lightning-fast means.

This would avenge Ghost Chariot and, more importantly, restore the Demon Court's majesty and deter the Great Wilderness.

Ghost Chariot was one of the Ten Great Demon Saints, a figure of high status.

If the matter of his demise was glossed over, what would become of the Demon Court's reputation? How could it rule the Myriad Demons and contend for dominance in the Great Wilderness?

But despite all their calculations, they never expected that this human, who bore the Primordial Dao Fruit, had the Sword Dao-godlike Sect Leader Tongtian standing behind him!

That's right!

If he weren't a disciple of a Sage, how could he possess such a Heaven-Defying Opportunity, ascending to the Primordial realm from mortal status within a century?

The pure Shangqing Dao Method aura from before now made perfect sense!

Di Jun's face turned as dark as water, his thoughts racing.

If it were an ordinary rogue cultivator, even another Golden Immortal of the Origin, killing him would be just that. The Demon Court could bear the Karma.

But this person was a Sage's Personal Disciple!

The meaning was entirely different!

Below a Sage, all are ants.

This was no mere saying.

Although the two brothers were at the Quasi-Saint Peak, wielding Innate Supreme Treasures, they were considered the top existences below Sages.

Yet, facing a true Heavenly Dao Sage, they were still like ants.

If they disregarded this personal disciple token now and insisted on attacking Xuandu...

Then it would no longer be a private grievance, but a naked provocation to the entire Jie Sect, an insult to Sage Tongtian's face!

This is no different than the Demon Court declaring war on the Jie Sect!

The consequences of this are too grave.

The Witch-Demon Tribulation has now reached a critical juncture, with the shadow of a decisive battle against the Witch Clan looming over the Great Wilderness.

If they were to forge an irreconcilable enmity with a Sage's orthodox lineage at this moment...

Even with the Demon Court's profound foundations, it would be extremely difficult to withstand the pressure of fighting on two fronts.

Sect Leader Tongtian's Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, renowned as unbreakable by anything less than four Sages, was by no means just a reputation.

Was it worth it to incur the wrath of a Sage for the sake of Ghost Chariot, for a mere shred of dignity?

Di Jun's eyes flickered intensely as he weighed the pros and cons, momentarily frozen in place, caught in a dilemma.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face was also ashen, clearly experiencing a tempest in his heart.

His personality was fierce and domineering; he had always advocated for resolving matters through strength. How could he endure such humiliation?

But the faint Sage Sword Intent emanating from the token forced him to suppress his killing intent.

A Golden Immortal of the Origin might be someone they could contend with, but a Sage's Personal Disciple... untouchable!

Below, before the altar.

Ci Tie's mouth hung open, his bell-sized demon eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, his mind buzzing.

He stared at the floating token, feeling the Sage Dao Rhyme that made his Demon Soul tremble.

Then, he secretly glanced at the two Majesties, whose expressions were grim and who remained silent, and was completely stunned!

Good heavens!

A Personal Disciple of the Jie Sect!

A Sage's Personal Disciple!

This Xuandu... damn it, why didn't he say so earlier!

If he had revealed this identity earlier, even with ten times the courage, Ci Tie wouldn't have dared to barge in so aggressively, nor would he have dared to throw a punch at a Sage's Personal Disciple!

Recalling his earlier scolding and the full-powered punch he had thrown...

Ci Tie felt his back instantly drenched in cold sweat, his burly body going slightly weak.

Assaulting a Sage's Personal Disciple, this Karma, this sin... how could a mere Demon Saint like Ci Tie bear such a burden?

Even Your Majesties might not be willing to incur the wrath of a Sage for him!

Fortunately... fortunately Your Majesties arrived in time!

Right, if the sky falls, the tallest will bear it!

This matter was spearheaded by Your Majesties, and the blockade of the East Sea Coast was also Your Majesties' decree. I was merely following orders...

Yes, that's it!

Ci Tie comforted himself frantically.

His originally straight back involuntarily curved slightly, and his arrogant and fierce demeanor had long since vanished without a trace.

Without making a sound, little by little, he shuffled backward.

His massive body now seemed exceptionally clumsy and cautious, as if afraid of drawing any attention.

Finally, he successfully retreated behind the imposing figures of Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, minimizing his presence as much as possible. He even lightened his breathing considerably, with only lingering fear and relief in his heart.

On the altar.

Xuandu took in the shifting expressions of Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, as well as Ci Tie's comical retreat, and sneered inwardly.

As expected, the brand of Sage's Personal Disciple was the best protective charm in the Great Wilderness.

The reason he hadn't revealed his identity at first was precisely to wait for these two Demon Emperors to arrive personally.

If he had only revealed it to Ci Tie, it would have been of little significance and might have alerted the enemy.

Only by presenting this identity before Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi could the most effective deterrence be achieved!

He was gambling that the Demon Court would not dare to completely fall out with the Jie Sect lightly during such a critical juncture of the calamity!

Now, it seemed his gamble had paid off.

He slowly retracted his token. Clear, misty immortal light flowed around him, faintly resonating with the token's aura, adding a touch of transcendent bearing.

He calmly met Di Jun's complex and inscrutable gaze and spoke indifferently:

"Your Majesties, do you still insist on proceeding?"

His voice echoed clearly in the silent world, carrying a tone of interrogation.

Di Jun felt a slight blockage in his chest, a surge of frustration that was difficult to express.

As a Demon Emperor, the ruler of the Heavenly Court, when had he ever been interrogated like this by a junior?

But circumstances were stronger than the man.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging anger and humiliation.

Then, he forced a very ugly smile onto his face, his voice carrying a dryness that he himself didn't notice:

"So... it's a top disciple of Sage Tongtian."

"It was I... who was negligent."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was equivalent to acknowledging Xuandu's identity and implicitly admitting that the Demon Court could no longer proceed forcefully with today's events.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi let out a cold snort and turned his head away. The Chaos Bell in his hand dimmed, clearly indicating his tacit agreement with his Elder Brother's stance.

Seeing this, the hundreds of millions of Demon Race soldiers below became as silent as cicadas in winter. The previous overwhelming ferocity had long since extinguished, leaving only bewilderment and unease.

Around the altar, the hundreds of millions of Human Race members, after a brief moment of stunned silence, erupted in ecstatic joy and excitement, as if they had narrowly escaped death!

"Master Xuandu! He's a Sage Disciple!"

"We are saved! The Human Race is saved!"

The wave of sound rose again, even more fervent than before, filled with hope.

Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi, the Three Ancestors, exchanged glances, seeing immense shock and relief in each other's eyes.

They knew Xuandu had joined the Jie Sect, but they never imagined he would be such a highly esteemed Personal Disciple!

This move was truly the right one!

Xuandu nodded slightly, not surprised by Di Jun's attitude, but not appearing aggressive either. He simply said calmly:

"If that is the case, Your Majesty, could you order your soldiers to withdraw their blockade?"

His gaze swept over the still dense demon clouds surrounding them, his meaning self-evident.

Di Jun's expression sank further, his fists clenched within his sleeves.

Withdraw?

Having mobilized such a grand force today, if they were to retreat shamefully like this, what would become of the Demon Court's reputation? What would become of his, Di Jun's, prestige?

But if he didn't... was he really going to completely oppose the Jie Sect for the sake of these humans?

Just as Di Jun was struggling in his heart, unable to make a decision.

"Dong!!!"

A war drum sound, imbued with boundless power and fury, suddenly came from the distant horizon, breaking the stalemate!

The drumbeats struck every living heart, carrying a savage will!

Then came the second, the third... ceaseless, growing louder, drawing nearer!

"Woooo!!!"

A desolate horn call sounded, weaving with the war drums, forming a torrent that swept across heaven and earth!

In the Eastern Sky, at the breach sealed by the Demon Cloud, malevolent energy surged to the heavens!

An extreme concentration of Blood Qi permeated the air, dyeing half the sky a dark crimson!

Mountain-like figures emerged from the malevolent energy.

Banners fluttered, depicting various ferocious Ancestral Witch Totems, exuding a heart-palpitating savage aura!

The leading figures possessed terrifying auras, no less than Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, including Di Jiang!

The Witch Clan army had arrived fiercely at this moment!

Clearly, the Demon Race's large-scale mobilization and blockade of the East Sea Coast had already alerted the Witch Clan!