Facing Black Tiger's mockery, Tian Wuan was so enraged that smoke seemed to pour from all seven orifices.
Yet as he looked at Black Tiger, radiating powerful demonic might, then at the three gravely injured supreme powerhouses, and finally at the endless tide of demon beasts around them, his clenched fists crackled...
He could only spit fire as he said, "Black Tiger, stop talking nonsense. Our Celestial Race has its own plans."
"We already made it very clear just now..."
"We simply won't allow your Emperor-Burial Technique to expand. We're doing this for the sake of the entire Vast Cosmos Great World."
There was no helping it—the people the four supreme clans had sent to the Ten Thousand Demon Hall could not win.
They preyed on the weak and feared the strong, but they could not act tough now, because Black Tiger was simply too tough.
"Little Mouse and I made it very clear too. You simply want to suppress the Demon Race and enslave the Demon Race," Black Tiger shot back.
The instant his words fell... Buzzz, buzzz, buzzz, buzzz!
The Beast Slaughter Array patterns beneath Black Tiger's feet spread outward, linking with the demon beasts across nearly the entire Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
They had already fought. Black Tiger had faced four opponents alone; though Sikong Jing's demon-rat body had joined in, everyone knew the Ten Thousand Demon Young Master was only at the Divine Dao Stage. Once word spread, that contribution would be dismissed as negligible.
In short, the Ten Thousand Demon Hall's momentum had formed, and its prestige had been established.
There was no need to continue. All they needed now was to force out every person sent by the four supreme clans.
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