"Leak the intelligence to the demon clan that [Akatsuki] is trying to destroy the Inheritance Altar!"
Just one sentence sent Shui Mochan, who had still harbored a sliver of hope, plunging into an icy abyss!
Once this news spread, the [Akatsuki] organization would become the enemy of every demon clan. Those demons who had not deliberately targeted them before would focus all their attention on them.
Perhaps this intelligence contained far too many flaws, and even a brief investigation could uncover plenty of suspicious points. But at a time like this, who would still have time to investigate the truth? All anyone could see was the Inheritance Altar continuously collapsing. Under such circumstances, even if the demon clan noticed something was wrong, they could not possibly let [Akatsuki] leave.
With a single sentence, Jia Wenhe had pushed the entire [Akatsuki] organization to the forefront of this incident—and in a devastating way!
Yet Shui Mochan could do nothing. Though she was the Holy Maiden of the Great Sound Pavilion, before absolute strength, she could change nothing.
At this moment, the other Great Sound Pavilion disciples had already spread the intelligence. Whether human or demon, countless people received the news at the same time.
Upon suddenly hearing this intelligence, almost everyone's attention immediately fell upon the divine envoys of [Akatsuki]. Right afterward, their gazes turned toward the Inheritance Altar!
At the very instant they looked over, Jia Wenhe, standing atop the altar, lightly stamped his foot. Spiderweb-like cracks began to appear across the altar, which had been soaked in copious blood. Following the direction in which the blood had flowed, the cracks rapidly spread, shattering the exquisite relief carvings on the altar!
"No!!! Our demon clan's inheritance..."
At that moment, every demon seemed to hear the sound of their hearts breaking. The