The demon lords waited for several breaths, yet the Demon Venerable never spoke.
The ground battlefield had already become a storm of flying flesh and blood. The Power of the Great Dao swept through the devil army like chaotic currents; with every breath, Bull Demon clansmen wailed and fell. Their steady retreat was already plain to see.
Seeing this, Niu Sha Di grew even more anxious and bowed once more.
"My lord!"
"This subordinate begs to fight!"
Yet the moment the words left his mouth, the Demon Venerable still gave no response.
The other demon lords, however, began offering cold remarks one after another.
"Old Ox, you truly cannot keep your cool. Since my lord has not granted permission, just keep watching the battle."
"Indeed. As leaders of our respective divisions, we are generals in this battle. How can we act so rashly?"
"My lord has long made his calculations. You need only obey with peace of mind. How can you request battle on your own? Your Bull Demon clan already earned considerable merit earlier, yet now you still covet more achievements. So eager for glory—does that not undermine your standing as a leader?"
After several cutting remarks, Niu Sha Di was so enraged that his eyes bulged like bronze bells!
"You all!"
Though he was not skilled in scheming, he could still see through the thoughts of the various clan leaders. These fellows clearly harbored jealousy and wanted to use this chance to watch the Bull Demon clan lose its fighting strength!
What malicious intentions—truly detestable!
Though he understood everything in his heart, Niu Sha Di was not eloquent, and the other demons had invoked the Demon Venerable's name to pressure him. He could only grit his teeth, cup his fists, and wait.
Yet only a moment passed.
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