"You want to negotiate with the Azure Cloud Li Family?"
Jiechang of the Rakshasa Clan abruptly rose to his feet.
He was powerfully built and over two meters tall, his blue-green face savage and hideous. Two fangs hooked backward along the sides of his cheeks from beside his jaw. His crimson hair hung in disarray, and the azure armor he wore was clearly no ordinary item. Every ornament on his body was a spirit treasure, yet his every movement carried unquestionable majesty.
Especially upon hearing the plans of Daochu, this Great Emperor showed not the slightest fear. At the slightest movement, afterimages trailed behind him as black mist rose around him. His words were even more furious. "After all these years, what have we not endured? So what if they are the descendants of the Prophet? You say the leaves of the Delusion-Breaking Divine Tree can avert Ancient Sage City's calamity. Then when the Azure Cloud Li Family shows itself, we'll simply slaughter them all!"
Jiechang's words made all the Great Vehicle cultivators present frown, yet none found them surprising.
In a sense, the Rakshasa Clan had been created by Beyond Nether Mountain from the Nether Crossing. At first, they had merely been ghosts of the world. These specters cultivated among mortals, gradually evolving through slaughter in the era when heaven and earth had first opened. Step by step, they reached their present heights, and for a time even became the Underworld's greatest fighting force. At their peak, their clan possessed one Great Emperor and four Great Vehicle cultivators.
If anyone present most wanted the Azure Cloud Li Family dead, it was Jiechang. He knew that Li Dalong had ascended to Ghost Emperor through the Underworld's providence. Even more than a thousand years ago, he had rallied the others to