Not far from Lin Tian in the void, the Bull Devil King charged over with a host of demons from the direction of the Great Tang in the Eastern Lands, his wild, rough voice shaking the void like thunder.
At the sight, the Bull Devil King's heart trembled as well, as though he could feel it himself.
If he faced an enemy like Lin Tian, he probably would not survive past the second chapter.
At the same time, he inwardly cursed Medicine Buddha. Of all the people he could provoke, he had chosen Lin Tian. Was that not courting death?
"Does the Demon Race intend to interfere in the matter between Spirit Mountain and Lin Tian too?" Buddha Tathagata already feared Lin Tian and had begun to contemplate retreat, but this battle had left him no way out. Seeing the demon Quasi-Saints charging over, his heart sank further, and he spoke with a darkened expression.
"Hmph, bald donkey, don't you know? The Vine Dao Venerable is now not only the Vine Dao Venerable, but also the emperor of the Demon Race, commanding countless demons!" The Bull Devil King swept him a contemptuous glance and spoke in a booming voice.
"Your subordinate has arrived late. Please forgive me, Vine Dao Venerable!"
Having spoken, the Bull Devil King immediately bowed and dropped to one knee in the void, speaking respectfully.
The demon experts he had brought behind him also knelt one after another, their expressions respectful as they echoed loudly.
"Your subordinates have arrived late. Please forgive us, Vine Dao Venerable!"
Their shouts, amplified by their Quasi-Saint magic power, shook the stars of the Dipper and the Ox, radiating tremendous might.
Lin Tian nodded, feeling that they had done him proud. He certainly enjoyed it. "It's fine. Rise."
Though the Bull Devil