Internal Strife of the Demon Race

Many Demon Kings were dumbfounded at this moment. They had intended to employ various tactics to pressure and suppress the humans, even preparing for a long-term struggle.

Yet now, that human had no intention of playing along and was moving straight to a public auction.

After all, it wasn't just Ten Thousand Demon Mountain that wanted the Demon King Descendants; many human kings were also deeply interested in capturing and studying them.

Furthermore, within the Cloud Sky Realm, there were other formidable races besides the humans and the Demon Race. While their overall strength might not match the two major races, they were not to be underestimated.

The leaders of these races would not fear the Demon Race, and they might well be interested in the Demon King Descendants.

The Demon King gritted his teeth: "News has come from the human side. That damned human Xia Ping feels the Demon Race lacks sincerity, so he says there is nothing left to discuss. He has decided to hold a public auction and sell them to other human tycoons."

"Damn it, truly damn it! That lowly human actually dares to commit such an unconscionable act. Does he want to make an enemy of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain? Does he want to forge a blood feud with us Demon Kings?!"

The Giant King roared in uncontrollable rage. He was frantic; if Xia Ping were here, he would surely slap the human into smithereens.

"How could he dare to do this?!" The Crow King was also trembling with fury.

Many Demon Kings were similarly incensed and indignant. Xia Ping's public auction was nothing short of a slap in the face to Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

But Xia Ping could not afford to wait that long. Since this group of demons refused to agree, he