Chapter 1901: Fight to the Death!

Feilian silently marveled at how utterly extraordinary Luo Fu's abilities were.

If he ever had the chance to hear Luo Fu explain the path of cultivation, perhaps he too could break through.

The moment this thought arose in Feilian's mind, he immediately sensed something was wrong—was he about to betray the demon race? Absolutely not!

Inside the Demon Court.

After returning, Jiugou and Feilian brought back the Purple Vine demon child, but they did not place him within the Demon Court, fearing he might frighten them to death.

Feilian recounted everything that had just happened, word for word.

Emperor Jun's expression turned extremely grim.

The primordial ginseng fruit and primordial flat peaches were not so easily obtained—even if they went beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, they could not acquire such rare immortal treasures.

Even Taishang Laojun, if he wished to obtain a primordial flat peach, would have to seek counsel from Queen Mother Xi Wangmu.

"What do you think would happen if the Purple Cloud Palace learned that Luo Fu and the Wu clan had destroyed the Ten Sacred Roots?" Jiugou said.

The other demon sages all turned to look at Jiugou and shook their heads.

Jimeng glanced over and said, "This matter is unacceptable. Since Taishang Laojun and Saint Tongtian have taken no action, it proves Luo Fu's actions were justified."

"How do you know they're not acting?"

Jiugou replied irritably, "Perhaps the Three Pure Ones and Laojun haven't realized it yet?"

Donghuang Taiyi did not believe this.

When he had just returned to the Demon Court for treatment, he had investigated some of Luo Fu's background—but found nothing at all.

No one even knew where Luo Fu originated from; perhaps only those beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens might know.

Emperor Jun watched them bicker endlessly, then finally spoke: "Enough. Since the Wu clan has already obtained the primordial ginseng fruit and primordial flat peaches, their strength will surely surge!"

"Now we can only seek out the Two Western Saints."

"Are the Two Western Saints coming?"

Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun exchanged glances, each understanding the other's thoughts.

Jieyin and Zhunti, coming from Bombarding Lingshan, might be heading to the Three Pure Ones.

The Three Pure Ones are in seclusion, so Emperor Jun cannot approach them—but Jieyin and Zhunti can.

If the demon race could win over Jieyin and Zhunti, their chances of victory would increase significantly.

As long as there was any chance, Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun were not afraid.

They feared only that Luo Fu would ruin their plans—and Luo Fu was an uncontrollable variable; everything was deeply problematic.

"Who will go?"

At Emperor Jun's question, none of the demon sages spoke—they had no connection to Jieyin or Zhunti; how could they possibly persuade them?

Yingzhao and Shangyang exchanged glances, both revealing resolute expressions.

For the sake of the demon race, they must send someone—and the demon race's survival depended entirely on the Two Western Saints.

Yet these demon sages also felt uneasy about entrusting the fate of their entire race to outsiders; they had to proceed with extreme caution.

Shangyang said, "My lord, let Yingzhao and I go."

"Do you have any confidence?"

"None."

Taiyi and Jun sighed. These two had no confidence—but if no one went, the chance was zero.

"Very well. For the demon race, I entrust this to you both." Donghuang Taiyi personally patted their hands.

At this moment of life or death for the demon race, no one could stand aside.