"I told you this method wouldn't work."
"Hmph, spare me that hindsight. When I proposed this plan, you were the first to agree."
After the two Core Condensation demon cultivators exchanged a few words, the latter curled his fingers and withdrew the strands. "It doesn't matter. Now that this Yang Clan brat has arrived, let's finish him quickly, lest delays breed trouble."
"Fellow Daoist is right. Last time, we failed to take down that Yang Clan brat and gave him the chance to self-destruct his Origin Core. We can't fail again this time."
"Indeed, that was truly a pity. Slaying those famous Yang Clan brats earns quite generous battle merits. If we can capture one alive, then a great Dao path will lie right before us."
As the five demon cultivators spoke, they formed an encirclement around Yang Yuanwen.
Yet to their surprise, the tense air around Yang Yuanwen at first actually eased once they had closed in around him.
"Oh? What does this mean? Has he accepted his fate?"
"Be careful. These Yang Clan brats have plenty of tricks. Don't let the boat capsize in a gutter."
"I know, I know."
The five demon cultivators exchanged a few more words, then simultaneously summoned the demonic clouds around them into a shadowy prison and began activating their respective arts.
Yet just as this demonic cloud technique was about to take shape, their minds suddenly sensed a faint tremor of foreboding.
"Rrrgh..."
Immediately afterward, a sound like the low growl of a wild beast shuddered out from Yang Yuanwen's body and reached the ears of the five men.
"W-what the hell was that?"
"Wasn't he cultivating talisman arts? Where did that beastly roar come from?"
The five demon cultivators were filled with bewilderment and confusion. Yet just as they wondered, Yang