After arriving in Zhongze City, Lou Yunxiao felt uneasy.
He kept feeling that he had overlooked something.
"Fellow Daoist Lou, weren't we here today to discuss how to fight the Great Demons? Why haven't you said a word?"
Zhang Minghe spoke, drawing him out of his thoughts.
Lou Yunxiao looked up, his gaze sweeping over the eight Tribulation Stage cultivators present besides himself. A powerful sense that something was wrong filled his heart.
He rose and said, "I've already made my decision. In ten days, we go to war against the demons. If everyone agrees, we can end today's discussion here. I'll take my leave."
"If you truly want to go to war, why wait ten days?" Zhang Minghe smiled. "I think right now would be perfect."
Lou Yunxiao looked at him. "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Zhang?"
Zhang Minghe's smile stretched into a wide grin, and his features began to change.
His face reverted to Nan Lou's, and Demonic Aura instantly surged skyward around him.
As he revealed himself, the other eight cultivators changed their appearances as well.
They were none other than the last eight of the Twelve Great Demons!
The lower-level cultivators who had accompanied those eight cultivators all paled.
"How... how could you be demons?! When did you kill our City Lords?!"
"A bunch of fools." Nan Lou sneered. "You couldn't even see through our Transformation Art. What makes you think you can fight us?"
With a wave of his hand, he sent those cultivators flying backward, crashing onto the streets of Zhongze City.
"Lou Yunxiao." Nan Lou turned his gaze toward Lou Yunxiao, his smile utterly vicious as he spoke.
"Do you understand now? There's no one left in this world who supports you. Sooner or later, this entire continent will belong to us