A Lost Demon Venerable?

The other three Demon Venerables perked up at those words.

True enough.

Though Redscale usually thought far too highly of himself, his strength was no sham.

Now that they had gathered five, what were they waiting for?

Charging into Luling, breaking the seal, and welcoming the Great Sage back into the world—that was what mattered!

The cold wind howled.

It whipped the scarlet cloak into a wild dance.

The Crimson-Scaled Demon Venerable remained unmoved by the flattery. Instead, his lips curled in mockery. "What does that old dog amount to? Is he even worthy of having me lift a finger?"

At those words,

the expressions of all four Great Demons changed sharply.

The Jade-Faced Demon Venerable's heart sank even further.

Just as expected.

This bastard had not come here to free the Great Sage from the seal.

Faced with such an attitude, he could not be bothered to keep up the pretense.

He snapped his folding fan shut, his expression turning cold and hard.

"Since you have not come to break the seal, Brother Redscale, what exactly brought you all the way to the West Jiangnan Circuit...?"

"Heh... what brought me here?"

Red light blazed around the Crimson-Scaled Demon Venerable, and his figure began to turn insubstantial.

At last, he became a billowing red mist that drifted toward the eastern horizon.

"Since that old dog is keeping them occupied for me, and you lot are watching them..."

"How could I do justice to all your painstaking efforts if I did not seize this splendid opportunity to eat my fill in a few more commanderies?"

The Jade-Faced Demon Venerable's pupils abruptly contracted.

The other three demons stood rooted in shock as well.

This bastard... actually intended to take advantage of them tying down humanity's strongest fighters to gorge on living flesh