A Great Demon Attacks

"That day, I was about to seize her, but who would've thought..."

"Who would've thought an old human Daoist would appear out of thin air!"

"His aura was unfathomable. One glance from him shook my very soul. I didn't even have the courage to fight!"

The Mao-Ri Demon King told the tale in vivid detail, spittle flying.

He made the old Daoist sound like an Earth Immortal.

Of course.

He didn't forget to make himself look good, either.

"At the time, I thought that if it came to a fight to the death, I wouldn't fear him. At worst, we'd both come away badly wounded."

"But the Demon Court needs every fighter it can get right now. I must preserve my life to serve His Majesty. How could I throw it away in a place like that?"

"So I made a decisive choice and withdrew to preserve my strength!"

With that, the Mao-Ri Demon King let out a long breath and patted his chest, looking thoroughly shaken.

A brief silence fell over the hall.

Jiao Li remained expressionless.

Jiao Xuan frowned.

"An old Daoist..."

"And..." Seeing that neither demon believed him, the Mao-Ri Demon King hurried on. "The old Daoist also asked me to pass a message to you two."

"Oh?" Jiao Xuan raised an eyebrow. "What message?"

"He said..."

The Mao-Ri Demon King cleared his throat and mimicked a tone of voice that had never existed.

"If you don't want the White Flood Dragon Clan wiped out, stay in your muddy pit in the Western Regions and play in the dirt. Set so much as half a foot in Great Tang, and I'll come to the Demon Court myself and rip the dragon sinews out of that old mud loach!"

Boom—!!!

Before the words had faded, a terrifying demonic