Immortal Maiden Zilan flew into a rage, and nearly all the heavenly soldiers were slain.
Especially the information Jiang Changkong had passed on to her—it struck right at her nerves.
The heavenly soldiers lorded it over the lower realm and refused to return to the Heavenly Court.
This was no secret. Immortal Maiden Zilan knew of it too, and she had once contacted these heavenly soldiers and generals to descend to the lower realm without authorization.
They had descended to have fun, and while they were at it, do a few good deeds and spread a little kindness.
But these immortal soldiers had come solely to scourge the lower realm.
Wearing the skin of the Heavenly Court, they could swagger about and oppress the common folk here.
They enjoyed the people's offerings and took their resources, yet no one dared say a word.
These heavenly soldiers were all demon immortals who had joined the Heavenly Court.
Their demonic nature was hard to change. Once they descended to the lower realm, they revealed their true faces.
From their memories, they had colluded with the nearby Demon Race and ruled several fishing villages in the area together.
After watching Immortal Maiden Zilan finish slaughtering the heavenly soldiers, Jiang Changkong said calmly, "Done venting? Then don't delay my work."
Next came the same old routine: bring out the Dragon King and have him take this place under his control.
This time, Immortal Maiden Zilan did not argue with him. She stood to one side and watched quietly.
Only after he had finished and the Dragon King had left did Immortal Maiden Zilan say, "Shall we go wipe out that Demon Race?"
"There may be a stronger Demon King behind them—perhaps even one at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, or possibly an