"I wonder how Huang Ya is doing. Burning Heaven Demon Lord has already flown into a rage. If he moves against Huang Ya, the Demon Race Imperial Palace may well be thrown into turmoil."
"After all, Huang Ya was sent here to take charge, and he is also a Late Demon Venerable. His status is far from low."
"Burning Heaven Demon Lord should now be someone who has the realm but no standing."
Although he did not know what changes had occurred within the Demon Race.
Jiang Shu had already guessed Old Ancestor Fentian's situation.
That was why he had paused before the Phoenix Race prodigy. So long as he spread the news, Demon Venerables within the Imperial Palace would inevitably turn their attention toward Old Ancestor Fentian.
A Demon Lord-level existence who had suffered a cultivation deviation, perhaps already killed Huang Ya, and may even have severely wounded the future hope of the Demon Race.
Was undoubtedly out of control.
Especially at this critical juncture of the war between the Human Race and Demon Race.
So long as the Imperial Palace could hold Old Ancestor Fentian back.
For the time being, he should remain safe.
As for Xuan Ling of the Kun Peng Race.
No matter how keen his spatial senses were, he naturally could not compare to Jiang Shu, who had already reached the Mid Primal Chaos Realm.
Jiang Shu had naturally detected him long ago. But to Jiang Shu, the more races that knew, the greater the chance of fishing in troubled waters.
After confirming that he had shaken off every possible pursuer, Jiang Shu carefully examined his own condition one final time, ensuring that he had left behind no trace that could be tracked. Then he formed a hand seal, and an incomparably exquisite Spatial Ripple