The Five Demon Sage Camp.
The Flood Demon King sat at the head of the table, his expression dark.
Below him, his four sworn brothers-the Lion-Camel King, the Macaque King, the Roc Demon King, and the other Macaque King-sat along either side in order, each wearing a different expression, each harboring his own schemes.
Just half an hour earlier, their spies had sent back confirmed news: the Azure Lion and the other two of the Three Demons were finished. They had not even had a chance to resist.
Worst of all, the Western Spirit Mountain had not so much as let out a fart. It was plainly washing its hands of them.
"Speak your minds. The Three Demons have already fallen," the Flood Demon King said, sweeping his gaze over his four brothers. "The Heavenly Court's vanguard army is circling right above our heads. The Heavenly Net could descend at any moment. Next, it'll be our turn. Surrender or fight the Heavenly Court to the bitter end-make a decision."
His words had barely fallen.
The Lion-Camel King, the most hotheaded of them all, slammed a palm onto the table and sprang to his feet, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Fight to the bitter end! Of course we fight the Heavenly Court to the death! When have we five brothers ever swallowed such humiliation? At worst, we abandon the Tongtian River and retreat to the Northern Julu Continent together!"
"Second Brother is right!"
The Macaque King jumped up as well, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. "Surrender is a road straight to death! Which of those immortal officials in the Heavenly Court has a soft heart or a gentle hand? We must fight to the death! Never surrender!"
The monkey demon and lion demon delivered impassioned speeches, spittle flying everywhere,