At those words, Zhu Chen chuckled. "Our race isn't trying to make enemies of the Myriad Races. We simply find your Demon Race an eyesore. Thunder Sage, care to trade a few blows?"
Faced with such mockery,
Thunder Sage's gaze immediately darkened.
As for the other cultivators of the Myriad Races, none said a word.
Zhu Chen had challenged the Demon Race. What did that have to do with them?
Although they were now allies of a sort, that only applied to dealing with the Human Race.
The Nine-Headed Dog Race had come to help the Human Race.
But if the Demon Race's cultivators could keep them all occupied, that would be a good thing too.
That way,
the Human Race would have far less support.
Thunder Sage understood that the other races would probably not speak up at this point.
Faced with Zhu Chen's challenge,
if he backed down, the other races would inevitably look down on the Demon Race.
Since that was the case,
Thunder Sage could only accept.
"Fine. Once I slay you, our army will march upon your city and exterminate your Nine-Headed Dog Race!"
"Perhaps you should survive this battle first, Thunder Sage!"
Zhu Chen chuckled.
The next instant, an enormous Seven-Headed Giant Dog appeared high in the sky and lunged at Thunder Sage with its jaws.
Thunder Sage stepped into the air.
Thunder Marsh formed beneath his feet, boundless thunder power spilling out from within.
Boom—
The two exchanged blows in an instant, colliding violently.
The remaining Great Powers of the Nine-Headed Dog Race also engaged the Demon Race in fierce battle.
The Black Emperor looked at those before him and gestured with his chin, saying calmly, "Heavenly Martial, Yuan Feng, come entertain me!"
Among the cultivators of the Myriad Races,
many wore grave