"What's going on? You bunch of idiots, what are you standing around here for? You are my slaves, my servants—obey my orders at once! Offer up the Ancient Heavenly Dragon power within you! Sacrifice yourselves for my sake! Once I break through in cultivation, there'll be plenty of benefits for you in the future!" Sensing that the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans around him seemed to show no reaction at all, Black Wind Old Demon immediately burst into furious curses.
Yet the eighteen Ancient Heavenly Dragons still floated in midair, their enormous dragon eyes fixed upon Black Wind Old Demon. There was no rage in the depths of their pupils, no anger—only tranquility, the tranquility of a deep pool, as though it had endured unchanged since time immemorial.
But that very tranquility sent a chill through one's heart.
"What's going on? Did your power surge, and now you want to rebel?!"
Black Wind Old Demon also sensed that something was wrong. Under normal circumstances, these Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans should have acted immediately upon receiving its command. Yet now they remained utterly motionless, as though they had developed self-awareness and begun to resist.
But it still had a trump card. With a cold sneer, it said, "I knew long ago that magical treasures like you possess self-awareness and instinct. That is why I planted a blood-contract seed deep within the talismans. Once it erupts, you will beg for death but be unable to die. You're nothing but magical treasures—dead things, servants by nature.
And such lowly beings dare to turn on their master? What a fool's dream! Today, I'll let you know who is the master and who is the servant!"
Its face twisted savagely as its hands formed seals. Demon energy surged from its body, and it immediately activated the