Chapter 1556

「This time, thank you. 」Diewumeng clasped hands toward Bai Xinlan; at the same time, Diewumeng also clasped hands toward Luotian Ancestor Bai Qing Shuang's side, expressing gratitude; otherwise, relying on Diewumeng alone might not be able to drive away the Six-Eyed Demon King, and even

The Six-Eyed Demon King has temporarily left this time, but he will surely make a comeback afterward; he cannot easily abandon the Mangshan Mountain Range, for it is his future and also the necessary path to his becoming Demon Emperor, and he cannot easily give it up.

Thinking of this, Diewumeng's head ached incessantly; she never imagined that after becoming Demon Emperor, the pressure would be so great, with many enemies, all requiring her to face them personally. Previously, she thought that after becoming the Mangshan Demon Emperor, she could control the Mangshan Mountain Range, command all Demon Kings, become their boss, and have them obediently follow her orders.

Only after becoming Demon Emperor did she realize it wasn't like that; without absolute strength to suppress those below, that group would not obey her orders, most would pay lip service while secretly defying, even going so far as to have once promised her, then secretly perfunctorily comply, and then not take it seriously at all, doing nothing.

Fortunately, those few Demon Kings are still reliable at critical moments, not simply giving up; when faced with major affairs of the Mangshan Demon Palace, they still understand priorities and know what to do. Diewumeng feels great inner pressure, and the people around her stare like tigers watching their prey, ready at any moment to act against their Mangshan Mountain Range.

"No need to be polite; I'm not helping you, I'm merely helping the Mangshan Mountain Range. If the Mangshan Demon Palace falls, you fall, and I gain nothing." Bai Xinlan spoke truthfully; with the Mangshan Demon Palace gone, the Luotian White Snake Clan can no longer develop stably as before.

She would end up a stray dog; such a life is not what she wants, nor what she hopes for.

At this crucial moment when the Luotian White Snake Clan is rising, they still lack sufficient strength to control the Mangshan Mountain Range and the Mangshan Demon Palace; she still needs Diewumeng to support from above, to resist powerful enemies, and when Diewumeng can no longer hold up, it will not be too late for them to act.

At least, within the next few decades, Bai Xinlan has no designs on the position of Mangshan Demon Emperor; previously she did, and it was quite urgent.

These several incidents have made her realize that without sufficient strength, it's best not to take the Demon Emperor's position; otherwise, she would die miserably, having to worry about those Demon Kings of the Mangshan Demon Palace and the demon officers below, as well as external threats.

The Six-Eyed Demon King of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, the Mu Long Clan, Tian Du Men, the Corpse Refining Sect, and so on, plus many other human forces and various human clans around—none of these can be taken lightly; without Tribulation Realm cultivation, one cannot suppress all of this, nor sit firmly on the Demon Emperor's throne.

Diewumeng can hold the fort above; she, on the other hand, can cultivate in peace, without needing to worry about these problems, nor manage the future of the Mangshan Demon Palace—she only needs to tend her own small plot of land, and leave everything else to Diewumeng.

Bai Xinlan felt fortunate that she had heeded her ancestor's advice back then, not impulsively seizing that position; if she had wanted to, her chances of success would still be great, after all, the Luotian Ancestor possesses Tribulation Realm cultivation, his strength overwhelming other Demon Kings.

They wanted to rebel, but couldn't; they could only... look up to themselves.

"In any case, I still need to thank you for your intervention, and also thank your ancestor on my behalf." Diewumeng clasped her fists again; Bai Xinlan's intervention this time she kept in mind, and in the future she will not target them as she did Zhang Mang.

At least, Bai Xinlan and the other still care about the future of the Mangshan Demon Palace, looking out for the greater good, rather than destroying the entire Mangshan Demon Palace for selfish desires; the Luotian White Snake Clan also does not seem to be inevitably targeting them.

"Diewumeng, I will." Bai Xinlan was in a good mood; this intervention earned her Diewumeng's thanks, and it was not in vain.

Diewumeng is not Zhang Mang; she will not go back on her word like Zhang Mang. At least, for the next hundred years or so, the Luotian White Snake Clan need not worry about being targeted by her, can cultivate in peace and digest the pills they have obtained; by then, even if Diewumeng wanted to act against them, she would be unable to do so.

No one should even think of moving against the Luotian White Snake Clan again; Bai Xinlan is quite confident.

"The Black Tiger side needs our help; let's go there first." Diewumeng hasn't forgotten Black Tiger and his group; they also need our help over there.

After settling matters here, Diewumeng cannot let Black Tiger and his group be bullied; at the very least she must go over to suppress those invaders, even if she is injured she must still go there, and not allow the Mu Long Clan and the Corpse Refining Sect people to act arrogantly.

The two immediately headed toward Black Tiger's side; when they arrived at Black Tiger's location and had just stopped, the fighting on Black Tiger's side broke out, a melee, with demon beasts and the Mu Long Clan's people entangled, the many bullying the few.

The number of demon beasts was great, exceeding the manpower brought by the Mu Long Clan; ten against one, and if possible, several dozen against one would also be no problem; the Mu Long Clan's people there were being beaten down under pressure, the demon beasts were numerous and had many methods.

All kinds of attack methods—sneak attacks, divine abilities, or these demon beasts' innate powers—when strength was lacking, numbers were made up, divine abilities were made up; whether disciples or elders of the Mu Long Clan, they ended up with considerable blood on their bodies.

The Mu Long Clan's Second Elder faced Black Tiger head-on, while the First Corpse Officer Jiang Tiansheng fixed his gaze on the Bee King; Lan Tiansheng did not appear, but hid in the void. Black Tiger alone suppressed the Mu Long Clan's Second Elder; Mu Long Jie Elder could not help but come to assist, making it two against one, yet Black Tiger still did not lose the upper hand.

This melee was far more complicated than the fight involving Diewumeng and her group; the forest below served as their battlefield, Diewumeng's gaze fell on Black Tiger, Black Tiger sensed the arrival of Diewumeng and her companions, his confidence grew, and he could naturally let loose and fight fiercely.

The Six-Eyed Demon King was driven back, and the danger on the other side was lifted.

Only these Mu Long Clan members remained; Black Tiger had no need to worry, nor fear that Diewumeng and her group would fail.

The Mu Long Clan and Mu Long Jie also noticed the change; their expressions shifted, both sensed Diewumeng's appearance, learned that the Six-Eyed Demon King had left the Mangshan Mountain Range, and realized that this battle, not yet begun, was already about to end.

"Second Elder, we can't keep fighting; this Six-Eyed Demon King, a piece of trash, was actually driven back." Mu Long Jie's expression darkened; he sent a mental message to the Mu Long Clan Elder, reminding him to leave early and not get entangled.

The Mu Long Clan Second Elder's expression turned grim, and he replied, "I know."

"Let's find a chance to leave the Mangshan Mountain Range."

This battle need not continue; otherwise, they would be bound to this place, and later, if they wanted to leave, it would not be so easy.