Chapter 2192: Proud as Xiangliu!

Feidan followed Yingzhao here.

They must suppress the matter of the Witch-Slaying Sword; if anything goes wrong, this would be terribly damaging to them.

"The human race will certainly rebel!"

"The human race is so cowardly—how could there be any rebellion?"

At this moment, Yingzhao could no longer hold back his anger: "Why has the Witch Clan taken no action at all? Haven't you thought about it? What if the Witch Clan is trying to incite the humans?"

Yingzhao had never intended to speak so bluntly, but he simply had to say it.

Not just this point—on all other matters, they had also considered this approach, but handling them was neither easy nor simple.

Before this, he was willing to act because he believed these people still had value.

Feilian and Jimeng had always thought Guiche should apologize, just like Kunpeng; if Kunpeng does not apologize, resolving this matter will be extremely difficult for them.

Even if they intend to reorganize the Demon Clan, right now no one will come, since they haven't considered much.

How much do the demons know?

How much do the other Demon Sages know? They currently have no ability to find out clearly.

For the Demon Clan, handling these matters means each has their own choice; moreover, everyone is already dealing with them.

No wonder the demons need to explain themselves.

Indeed, only the Demon Clan draws attention from multiple sides and can be arranged for.

The rift between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan exists solely because of Luo Fu; otherwise, any action they take would inevitably cause problems—and those problems would be severe.

So how should they proceed?

Ancestor Minghe, out of respect for Taishang Laojun, did not reveal the matter.

But others were different.

They had the power to deal with Ancestor Minghe, but he couldn't control them; Yuan Shi Tianzun and Dao De Tianzun had not lied—they had spoken plainly.

After all this thinking, this was the greatest strength of the Honghuang—they didn't need to be cautious.

"The human race should become independent!"

The Emperors Yan and Huang naturally knew this matter, and they would never change their minds.

Clearly, they had long planned for the Emperors Yan and Huang, but the subsequent signals were understood only by them; others certainly did not know and could not possibly arrange them well.

Jiufeng's words had come true.

Xiangliu and Xingtian might not know all of this either; they had known something was being arranged, but they couldn't guarantee the news would spread throughout all of Honghuang.

When Xingtian handed over to Xiangliu, he warned him to be careful—the Western Two Saints had arrived.

"Jieyin and Zhunti—do we fear them?"

"It's not about fear or not; the Western Two Saints have the capability. If they truly intend to push this to the extreme, we cannot hold the bottom."

Xingtian said: "Xiangliu, let's not bring unnecessary trouble upon Luo Fu Shengren."

Xiangliu sneered—he was an extremely proud man; he would never allow anyone to tower above the Witch Clan. If he pledged loyalty to the Witch Clan, he would serve it until death.

Seeing this, Xingtian sighed in relief—he knew Xiangliu had listened.

As long as he listened, that was enough; nothing else mattered.

"Fine, then let's proceed this way!"

"You take charge of the matters at Penglai Immortal Island; when we return to Wuzhu, we'll send someone to relieve you."

"Let's go, enough talking," Xiangliu said impatiently.