Lin Tian had no desire to comment on the Demon Race's nature, but these lesser demons were, after all, creatures of Flower-Fruit Mountain.
It was only right to lay them to rest in the earth.
Besides that, he had to consider how the Heavenly Court would respond.
Would Venus Star come to offer amnesty and recruitment again, as in the original Primordial World History, or would his presence bring down an even greater thunderous campaign?
If it was the latter, he would need to make preparations in advance.
Fortunately, Di Ting was still on Flower-Fruit Mountain. When the critical moment came, he could simply ask him.
There were also the sword moves rewarded by the Spirit Vine True Self that he had yet to comprehend.
That was not urgent and could wait.
He was now at the peak of the Great Unity Golden Immortal realm, and advancing to Great Luo would not be easy.
He sorted through these matters one by one and made his preparations.
When he emerged from the palace, the demon kings, including the monkey, were still sleeping soundly outside the Water-Curtain Cave.
His temper flared. What a bunch of blockheads.
With a cold snort, he simply waved his hand, cut off the waterfall, and gathered all its water above the demon kings' heads before dumping it over them with a great splash.
The demon kings jolted awake at once, sending everything into a flurry of squawking chickens and leaping dogs.
For now, let us leave the affairs of Flower-Fruit Mountain aside.
The monkey demons Lin Tian had dispatched headed south, west, or north.
The monkey demon traveling west had already attained immortality.
He rode a demonic cloud across Wangyang.
Flower-Fruit Mountain had now grown into a substantial force, especially during the forty-odd years Lin Tian and