The cultivators entering Myriad Devil Divine City for the first time headed excitedly toward Devil-Transforming Mountain, chatting with equal excitement.
"Do you think Zhang Wentong didn't fight back because he wanted to lure the enemy into the jar and catch everyone in one net?"
"Hard to say. Could it be that the Idle Prince saw through Zhang Wentong's plan and flipped the table from the start, only for Zhang Wentong to hesitate and lose momentum?"
"No matter what, since we've come, there's no reason to be afraid. Fear not battle—fear retreat."
"Devil Cultivators have ravaged our Human Race for far too long, and now they even want to establish a Devil Alliance, clearly harboring ambitions to unite the world. We absolutely cannot let them do as they please."
"Why does His Majesty insist on cooperating with the Devil Alliance? Even fools know that working with Devil Cultivators is tantamount to bringing disaster upon the Human Race."
"It's hard to say. Those who can speak all know this is a bad idea. That means someone must believe it benefits themselves and a small handful of others."
"Forget it. Say less about His Majesty. What do you think will happen next?"
"What a pity. We can only watch from the foot of the mountain and won't get to see the grandeur of the ceremony on top."
"Yeah. There isn't enough room up there for us anyway. If a fight breaks out, they might sweep us all into one pot."
"Once we reach the foot of Devil-Transforming Mountain, everyone will spread out and prepare for battle."
"Naturally!"
"Actually, we're only here to wave flags and cheer. The real outcome will still be decided by the Upper Rank battle."
"No, by the Beyond-Rank battle."
"Devil-Transforming Mountain, the Heavenly Devil Sect, Moon Devil Sect, Sand