Chapter 2532

"These two minor demons have been exposed by Hongyun; if we don't act quickly to retrieve them, they'll simply dissipate into nothingness."

"I know how hard it was for you to cultivate them, so I came specially to tell you—whether you want to cooperate is up to you, Guiche; I trust you."

After speaking, Feidan left.

Guiche's face wore the expression of someone who'd swallowed a fly, even more unpleasant than before.

"So that's how it is."

Guiche sneered, "The Ten Great Demon Sages amount to no more than this—so they've long had their own agendas. If that's truly the case, then cooperation may be possible."

They dwell among the demon race, but are not truly of the demon race.

Unlike the Wu clan, who aid one another, understand one another, and stand together against external threats in times of hardship.

Most of the demon race were once captives, only rising to become one of the Ten Great Demon Sages because their strength caught the Eye of the Demon Emperor's favor.

Guiche and Feidan are just like that!

They do as they please, but previously, out of gratitude for the Demon Emperor's patronage, they dared not speak out.

This time is different!

Three hundred Bone-Flaying Whips are enough to repay all their debts—so Guiche feels no guilt whatsoever.

"If that's the case, then let me see just how much power the demon race still possesses."

Guiche laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the great hall; fortunately, his hall lay far from the Demon Court, or it would have drawn the attention of others.

Qinyuan felt something was amiss, but he didn't ask anyone else—he only sought out Citi.

"Don't you think Feidan seems strange?"

"Strange?"

Citi clearly didn't understand, for in the Demon Court he could only wait; and when they consulted Shangyang, Jiuying was also present, so he hadn't asked too many questions.

Everyone was thinking of Nüwa and Fuxi, and wondering when Lu Ya the Daoist and Bai Ze would return.

This side of Bombarding Lingshan must also change.

Inside the Demon Court's great hall.

The Great Luo Jinxian had slowly, bit by bit, forced the Soul-Collecting Powder out of Di Jun's body; when the golden Soul-Collecting Powder emerged, Di Jun's Jin Wu wings visibly dimmed.

Dong Huang Taiyi showed no change, but the faces of the other Great Luo Jinxian shifted repeatedly.

Does this mean Di Jun's Jin Wu wings are no longer as powerful as before?

They muttered to themselves internally but showed nothing on their faces—they feared Dong Huang Taiyi might use them as examples.

Dong Huang Taiyi exhaled in relief and said, "Thank you all for your aid. If you have any requests, speak freely—my Demon Court will fulfill them without fail."

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

"Indeed, my lord, this was our duty—we needn't dwell on it."

Dong Huang Taiyi knew full well these were mere formalities; he would give them every gift owed, or who would still serve the Demon Court, who would still serve the demon race?

After the Great Luo Jinxian departed, Dong Huang Taiyi also prepared lavish gifts and sent them off.