"This man is merely at the initial stage of the Desolate Realm. He is not worth our intervention. Let Niu Sha Di pick up the credit."
"Hmph, Niu Sha Di always manages to rush ahead. This time, he has stumbled upon ready-made credit again. What luck."
"Don't be fooled by that old ox's thick brows and big eyes. His schemes are growing deeper by the day!"
"What use are schemes alone? Strength is the foundation. If Niu Sha Di cannot take this man down within three moves, let us see what face he will have left to swagger around in the future."
"Hehehe..."
The Nine Great Demon Lords chuckled in the sky, their words dripping with veiled barbs. Faint jealousy flickered in their eyes, and they had never regarded Jiang Yuan too highly.
With only a few words, they had shown nothing but contempt.
From their tone, defeating Jiang Yuan was only natural, something that could be done without the slightest effort. Niu Sha Di had clearly gotten a bargain, and the demons were practically hoping to see him make a fool of himself.
The words drifting down from above only stoked Niu Sha Di's fury.
Furious as he was, he knew that he could not afford the slightest mistake. He gripped his giant axe tightly with both hands and used eighty percent of his cultivation the instant he struck!
"Boom!"
As the giant axe cleaved down vertically again, Ancient Desolate Power gathered without end, forming a blood-red blade that tore through the earth. In the blink of an eye, a deep ravine opened across the ground and rapidly advanced toward Jiang Yuan!
That terrifying momentum made the faces of both camps change drastically.
The Cloudstar cultivators were nearly frightened stiff, their legs rigid as they hid behind the people