Daochen sounded rather helpless. "As Sages of the Primordial World, we count as its masters, yet someone has been manipulating everything behind the scenes, and we knew nothing, sensed nothing. Just thinking about it sends a chill down my spine."
Laozi and the others nodded in agreement. "The Demon Emperor is absolutely right. In that case, we shall let go. We, too, want to see who is manipulating everything behind the scenes."
Upon sensing danger, the Human Sovereign had immediately led the Human Race away.
When those of the Demon Race arrived, they found Devil Race corpses strewn across the ground.
And a Devil Race camp stripped bare.
The Devil Race Commander flew into a rage. "Those vile humans! They took advantage of the crisis at the Devil Race Headquarters and the absence of the One-Horned Devil Immortal, Asuma, and the others to ambush our camp. Such despicable conduct! Damn them, damn them!"
"Pass on my orders. Invite several commanders over so we can discuss how to eliminate this human force."
This was Devil Race territory. If they allowed the humans to run wild like this, how could they face anyone?
Where would the Devil Race's dignity be?
If they did not curb the humans' arrogance, those humans truly would think nothing of the Devil Race.
Human Sovereign Fuxi returned with the main force.
The moment they entered the human camp, they heard ceaseless cheers of delight.
Everyone had gathered in the center of the camp, pointing and talking. The place was bustling.
"Your Majesty, you're back!"
"The Human Sovereign has returned! Everyone, make way!"
"We've returned victorious! This is truly a double blessing!"
"Your Majesty, the Holy Monk and his companions won a great victory. I heard they even slew a Demon Saint."
Surrounded by the crowd,