If anything happens to your father, don't hand over the treasure-don't hand over anything

Ma Muzhi had always been renowned for getting things done fast.

Within four hours, the rumors were already flying through both the immortal and demon camps.

The rumors sounded convincing, right down to their richly embroidered details.

Some said that three quarters past midnight tonight, Wuzhiqi and Nine-Headed Bird would strike straight at the Martial Virtue Star Lord's central command tent. Others said the two great demons were dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court's recruitment terms and intended to seize the Martial Virtue Star Mirror as leverage to negotiate with the Great Heavenly Venerable.

Even their attack route and the secret signals for their accomplices were described in vivid detail.

The atmosphere in the allied demon camp changed.

In the outer encampments, the bonfires burned thirty percent brighter than usual.

The lesser demons who had spent years scraping by in the Barren Mountains and Treacherous Waters, never knowing where their next meal would come from, were all excited.

"Have you heard?" A wolf demon sharpened his blade as he boasted to the boar demon beside him. "Our two kings are about to pull off something huge! They're going to steal the Martial Virtue Star Lord's magical treasure! They're following in the footsteps of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven when he wreaked havoc in Heaven!"

"You're telling me!"

The boar demon snorted with excitement. "Once our kings seize the Star Mirror, we can charge up to the South Heaven Gate with them! Then we can even scrub ourselves clean in that Yaochi place!"

The lesser demons below were itching to move, their heads filled with grand dreams of rebellion and dominion over the Three Realms.

Yet while the commotion outside was lively, the central command tent presented an entirely different scene.

The two Primordial Great Demons sat solemnly upright, murmuring as