"Hand over the Golden-Winged Little Peng King and the Azure Emperor's descendant, and we won't make things difficult for the Demon Race!"
"Why waste words with them? Hand over the Desolate Tower!"
"That's right! The Demon Emperor seized our Human Race's supreme treasure back then. Today, we demand an explanation!"
Above a vast marsh, numerous Human Race experts gathered like heavenly soldiers descending upon the world. Their combined aura made the entire sky tremble.
Crimson Dragon Daoist was so angry that he laughed. He snorted coldly and said, "This old man was trapped in Sacred Cliff for over fifteen hundred years. I thought the Human Race would have made some progress, but now it seems..."
"You've only grown more backward with age!"
Peacock King also laughed heartily. "That's not entirely true. There are heroes among the Human Race too. It's just that some people are far too shameless!"
The situation was obvious. These Human Race experts had come to suppress the Demon Race, using them to coerce Chu Yang.
Whether it was the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, Yan Ruyu, or the Desolate Tower, they were all merely pretexts.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King's massacre outside Saint City had only been a clash among the younger generation. Now that a group of old fogies had emerged, there was no way they could justify it.
As for the Desolate Tower, that was even more absurd. Who did not know that the Desolate Tower was inside the Demon Emperor's Tomb?
It was not just the Demon Race. Even some cultivators from the Four Great Holy Lands felt embarrassed by this.
Other excuses would have been one thing, but invoking the Azure Emperor was simply too shameless!
They claimed that the Azure Emperor had seized a Human Race treasure?
What had they been doing