Chapter 2271: Lost the Initiative!

"Big Brother, if we don't give the human race a harsh lesson, no one in the Honghuang will fear our demonic clan again!"

Dong Huang Taiyi spoke through gritted teeth.

Though he possessed the Chaos Bell, he could not lightly wield its power, or Luo Fu would surely catch him off guard, and he would lose the Dong Huang Bell forever.

Di Jun's face was as cold as water; he asked, "What's your idea?"

"Summon Feilian and Jimeng to discuss strategy—two heads are better than one…"

"Summon the demonic sages!"

Di Jun felt Dong Huang Taiyi was right; the situation was already set, so they could only try to make amends and preserve the demonic clan's prestige as much as possible.

Even if the witch clan's prestige surpassed theirs, they could not fall beneath it.

The demonic sages, hearing the voice from the demonic court, were all thrilled—they thought an attack on the witch clan was about to begin, and along the way they pondered battle strategies.

But to their surprise, it was the human race they were to attack.

"Attack the human race now?" Jiemeng exclaimed in shock, asking helplessly.

"Give them a lesson!"

"Also, establish the demonic clan's fearsome reputation in the Honghuang!"

Both tasks were indispensable; everything depended on the demonic clan's strength—whether they could swallow the human race whole—and whether Nüwa would cooperate.

The demonic sages had no idea how to handle this.

Gui Che could no longer hold back; they wanted to speak plainly— they could not afford to lose the initiative.

"Why not bring back Lu Ya the Daoist?"

"No!"

Dong Huang Taiyi knew this was not something simple to understand, and these people had already anticipated what had happened before.

Even if they didn't know now, they would find opportunities to ask later.

Clearly, a greater problem had arisen between the human and witch clans to provoke this.

Only by sowing discord might change be possible—but if they truly couldn't change things later, would they still be willing to do this? And would they even have the chance?

"Jiemeng, what do you think?"

"We might use the Demon-Subduing Mountain."

With Jiemeng's words, the others suddenly understood—the Demon-Subduing Mountain was indeed the only place they could find and exploit.

The ten ferocious beasts within could also be turned to their use.

"Can we control them?"

"These beasts were never meant for them to command."

They dared not touch the place where Luo Fu dwelled, but the Demon-Subduing Mountain was different.

"Let's go take a look."

"If we truly proceed this way, we ourselves don't know what arrangements might be made—we must test it, see what other ideas they have, whether they can accept them."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches would not do this, but the Ten Demonic Sages certainly would resolve it this way.

Besides, even if they brought back Fei Dan and Shang Yang, it would be useless.

Fei Dan and Shang Yang's abilities came with many promises—they should have accepted them at the time, but the key lay with themselves, and they didn't even know who exactly was involved.

"You may not know, but these people truly can be confused, yet they won't accept it later."

"It doesn't matter."

Shang Yang said, "Could this be because of the Purple Cloud Palace? If it truly is because of the Purple Cloud Palace, it's terribly unfair to us."

"What are you thinking?"

"Don't you know what's imprisoned inside the Purple Cloud Palace?"