Mu Qing was imprisoned by a terrifying force. He could not even speak, and could only remain at the Devil Master's side.
All around them were Inner Demons, including quite a few at the Great Emperor realm. Heavenly Oracle and Sword Three stood nearby as well, braced for battle.
"I didn't expect the Heavenly Court's people to arrive so quickly. Now isn't the time to confront the Heavenly Court. We'll withdraw first," the Devil Master said gravely.
Though his strength was formidable enough to wipe out this group of Heavenly Court experts, doing so would certainly provoke the Heavenly Court's wrath.
The Devil Master knew why the Heavenly Court had come. They were here to avenge Bai Duanhun.
But he also knew that the Heavenly Court and the Ancient Immortal Realm were at war in some mysterious realm. So long as he did nothing too excessive, he would not utterly infuriate the Heavenly Court.
Bai Duanhun was indeed important to the Heavenly Court, but it could not spare that many troops right now. As long as the Devil Master avoided their sharp edge, nothing would happen.
"Lord Devil Master, will the Heavenly Court really let us leave just like this?" Heavenly Oracle asked from the side.
A strange smile appeared on the Devil Master's face. "They are at war with the Ancient Immortal Realm. In the short term, they cannot possibly make such a huge fuss over Bai Duanhun's death. All they need is someone upon whom to vent their rage."
He had long since seen through the Heavenly Court's intentions. Though Heavenly Court experts had descended here, there was no need for either side to fight; an unspoken understanding existed between them.
"Someone to vent their rage on?" Sword Three looked puzzled, his gaze involuntarily falling upon Mu Qing.