The Demons Were Horrified, but the Peng Emperor Went His Own Way

Witnessing the battle, the Three Pure Ones realized that it would be very difficult for Haotian to gain control of the Human Race.

Yuanshi immediately spoke, his face solemn, saying that the situation had changed and could not be delayed any longer; action needed to be accelerated.

Who would have thought that even the Dao Ancestor's move might not have worked? Perhaps he had been in the Purple Heaven Palace for too long, becoming out of touch with the outside world and unable to keep up...

Yuanshi, deep in thought, looked at Laozi, wanting to hear his opinion.

Laozi paused for a moment, then said, "What you say makes sense. We really need to do something; we can't just stand by and watch Haotian fail."

If we do nothing, we might be blamed for being incompetent, even if we don't say it, that's what we'll think.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Yuanshi's eyes lit up, and he asked.

Laozi remained calm and slowly said, "The demon race has been peaceful for so long, it's time to make our move. Use the pretext of attacking the Human Race to help Haotian defeat Ziwei..."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi's eyes lit up even more, for this was exactly what he had thought.

"For the sake of the greater good of Heavenly Dao, this is the only way. If the Witch Clan intervenes at that time, it will be the perfect end to this Tribulation!"

"Good!"

They quickly reached an agreement and settled the matter. Since even the Dao Ancestor's scheme had gone awry, they had no choice but to step in to make amends and prevent the Dao Ancestor from losing face!

Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Kunpeng, Fuxi, and other demon race giants were all paying close attention to the Human Race's battle situation, and the expressions on each of their faces were quite interesting.

"This... the Human Race has already started fighting amongst themselves before we even had a chance to attack?"

Guiche held its head high, a strange smile on its face; it was so eager to laugh that it couldn't hold back.

"Isn't this perfect? Let them kill each other, saving us the trouble!" Bi Fang laughed cruelly. He had almost lost his life during the last attack on the Human Race, and seeing this scene made him feel unusually comfortable.

"It's not a matter of fighting amongst themselves. Those two Human Race are vying for the throne, and that purple-haired kid is clearly winning," Jimeng said indifferently.

The powerful demons discussed amongst themselves, looking on with amusement.

At this moment, Kunpeng, who had been sitting in the main seat without saying a word, suddenly had a strange look in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.

"Since Human Race are killing each other, let's seize this opportunity to launch an attack!"

He announced it directly, without beating around the bush, and the demons immediately erupted in excitement, as it was exactly what they wanted.

"Good, let's do it! First, we'll charge in, slaughter the Human Race to collect their essence and souls, and then annihilate the Witch Clan!"

"I agree!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Immediately, most of the demons in the hall applauded, for Kunpeng's decision resonated with them.

Those ants should have been slaughtered long ago; the fact that we've waited this long is an act of immense mercy.

Immediately, the group of powerful demons stretched their limbs, preparing to lead their people on a journey.

"Etc."

A voice suddenly rang out, and Baize, who had been silent until now, spoke up.

The group of powerful demons looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "Baize, what kind of mischief are you up to now? Tell us quickly, we're waiting to kill someone!"

It's always this guy, unhurried and rambling, completely out of place with them, like an undercover agent sent by the enemy.

Ignoring the impatient gazes of the demons, Baize continued speaking calmly and unhurriedly.

"Didn't you notice the magical artifact that purple-clad Human Race boy was using?"

"Magic weapon?"

"Indeed, the Primordial Measuring Ruler," Baize said.

"So what? Are we afraid?" the demons asked, dissatisfied.

"If I remember correctly, Ling Xiao once used this treasure..."

Baize paused for a moment before speaking his thoughts.

As soon as the words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of the demons went from indifference to confusion, then to surprise and doubt, and finally they all fell silent.

"So, that Human Race boy is someone Ling Xiao is protecting. Otherwise, why would he give him such a precious magic treasure?"

After a brief silence, a powerful demon spoke, his expression complex and inscrutable.

"That's right, this explains why so many powerful figures have emerged from the Human Race!" Baize said in a deep voice, seemingly having already guessed Ziwei's identity.

"This..."

Many powerful demons fell silent. A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Although Ling Xiao had disappeared for a long time, the legends he left behind remained as enduring as ever.

To this day, almost all cultivators in the Primordial World believe that before Ling Xiao disappeared, he was the number one being below the Sage.

In addition, they also thought of something terrible.

When the saints attained sainthood and preached, Ling Xiao seemed to have appeared, and his achievements were brilliant. There was a terrifying phenomenon when Sage fell, although this news was kept very secret, and the specific details are unknown.

But this also made the great demons speculate wildly, perhaps Ling Xiao had already become a saint, and had even killed Sage.

This is easy to understand. If the saints had the upper hand, they would have publicized it extensively, and the entire Primordial World would know about their glorious achievements.

That's intriguing, since it doesn't happen.

This is what they're worried about: Ling Xiao not only didn't die, but he also became a saint. So how can the people around him make a move?

This is a ruthless character who dares to kill all Twelve Ancestral Witches; he has no moral burden and is not bound by any laws or regulations.

Their demon race is already in such dire straits; if they were to be targeted, they could simply disband on the spot and be declared extinct.

All the great demons realized this terrifying point, and immediately looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Who just said they wanted to slaughter the Human Race?"

Please keep your word!

"..."

Kunpeng observed the demons' reactions, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. Finally, he made a snap decision and shouted, "Everyone, perk up! Gather your people and launch an attack!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the demons were dumbfounded, hesitant to speak, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Given the current situation, isn't it a bit hasty to continue the attack?

"Peng Emperor, think it over carefully. I think it's better to consider this further." A powerful demon said, mustering his courage, with an embarrassed smile. He had been so enthusiastic just now, but now he felt a little awkward.

"Waste!"

Kunpeng glared angrily, raised its hand and blasted the creature away, leaving behind a pool of blood.

"If we can't even cross the Human Race, what are we doing fighting the Witch Clan? How can we talk about dominating the world!"

"Don't worry about Ling Xiao, I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

Kunpeng coldly shouted, issuing the order without room for doubt. He had something to rely on and was not flustered at all.

With the Three Pure Ones backing him up, Ling Xiao couldn't do anything to him.

These fools don't know, which is why they're so scared. However, this secret cannot be revealed; it's for them to keep to themselves.

The demons were terrified by Kunpeng's thunderous methods and dared not object any further. In an instant, they all looked as if they had lost their parents and their faces were ashen as they accepted the order and left.

Kunpeng said he would take responsibility if anything happened, but the demons didn't really believe in his bird-like character. However, they had no choice but to obey him due to his power.

Immediately, the demon race of the Hundred Thousand Mountains mobilized and advanced towards Mount Shouyang Eastern Wasteland.