"I'm from the Demon Sect. Hurry up and surrender, or do you believe I'll kill you all right now?"
"Oh? I'm terrified. Then you'd better stand firm when I tell you this: I was the one who wiped out your Demon Sect stronghold, and I was also the one who broke the formation in the city. Now we're heading to your sect. One stronghold isn't enough to satisfy us."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Sect disciple's eyes widened.
He had never expected to run into this group of people.
Remembering that he had threatened to kill them earlier, the Demon Sect disciple's legs went weak with fright.
"I'm sorry, my lords. Just treat what I said as a fart. Please spare me."
"Take us to the Demon Sect, or don't blame me for wiping you out on the spot!"
"No problem, no problem. I'll take you there right away."
Di yihong led the group as they followed the man straight to the entrance of the Demon Sect.
At that moment, a large number of Demon Sect disciples and elders had already gathered inside. At their head was the old man who had first noticed that something was wrong.
"Oh? You were all prepared this time."
Hearing Di yihong's words, everyone immediately turned to look at him.
"Who are you?"
The disciple who had led them there seized the chance to run to the old man's side.
"Sect Master, this man said he destroyed our stronghold and broke the formation in the city. He also threatened me and forced me to bring them here to see you."
"So you brought them here? You spineless wretch! What use does the sect have for trash like you?"
The Sect Master snorted coldly and slapped a hand directly onto the disciple's head.
The disciple