Aside from Monkey, the six great demons of Flower Fruit Mountain's sacred land all sneered as they looked at Shen Gongbao in the hall. Shen Gongbao himself was composed and at ease, calm as could be, but Emperor Lu, who had slipped in, broke into a sweat on his behalf.
"Keep us company? What will you use to keep us company? This caveful of earthen chickens and clay dogs, this mob of rabble—or..."
After Shen Gongbao swept his gaze over the demons, his eyes flashed, and he looked up at the seven demons above. "Or are you relying on seven Loose Immortals of the Taiyi Realm?"
His voice rang firm and forceful, his words brimming with contempt.
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the six great demons could not help but change slightly. Shi Tuo King could not help letting out a great roar, while the others turned their heads to look at Bull Devil King.
The smile vanished from Bull Devil King's face, and his expression tightened.
To be honest, he actually did not want to go to war with the Heavenly Court either. One had to know that now, with a million demon followers under his command, he could be considered to have already reached the peak of his ox-life.
Once war broke out, it would bring him no benefit. It might even wipe out in one stroke the foundation he had painstakingly saved up. Forget taking another step forward—by then, there probably would not be much left at all.
Seeing Bull Devil King hesitate, the corner of Shen Gongbao's mouth lifted slightly, but it disappeared very quickly.
This was only the first step of his psychological offensive.
Although these demons were stronger than him, he saw their weakness at a glance.
That was