"Fine, let's deal with the demon first, then take care of you, the traitor."

With a flick of his sleeve, Gao Xuan's body shone with a clear light. With his next step, he was already in front of the numerous demons under the Golden Horn King.

Gao Xuan stood with wind control, his Netherworld Robe fluttering, his transcendental demeanor leaving many demons momentarily stunned.

Such a small cultivator, seeing their Golden Horn Demon King arrive, not only didn't run away but dared to step forward. Moreover, he had a composed and calm demeanor, showing not a trace of fear.

Such courage and composure even made the Golden Horn Demon King regard him with some respect.

The Golden Horn King also had a giant ox head, with eyes like two masses of red-gold flames. Such a phenomenon was due to his cultivation of the Red Fire Golden Eye.

The Red Fire Golden Eye could see through outer transformations and directly view the divine soul, specialized in breaking all sorts of flashy magical transformations. It could even directly see the divine souls of living beings, being extremely formidable.

In the Red Fire Golden Eyes of the Golden Horn King, Gao Xuan's inner and outer clear light was bright and pure, showing not a trace of impurity or flaw, nor any gaps in the flow of mana.

The Golden Horn King was somewhat surprised, as even a Human Immortal wouldn't have such a perfect and flawless divine soul.

The Celestial Court is truly mighty; even a small celestial master should not be underestimated.

Though the Golden Horn King couldn't see through the reality of Gao Xuan, he didn't care much. The Red Fire Golden Eye, though excellent, had many things it couldn't penetrate.

The Celestial Court's magic was miraculous; it was normal for Gao Xuan to employ some magic to protect himself.

The Golden Horn King didn't believe that Gao Xuan truly had a perfect divine soul, as even an Earth Immortal couldn't reach such a level.

He didn't ponder much, figuring there was nobody too powerful that could emerge from a place like the Cyan Celestial Realm, where the level of primordial qi was low.

As a Demon King who had undergone nine thunder tribulations, he already stood at the peak of this realm. This was the power limit of the Cyan Celestial Realm.

To advance further, he could only leave the Cyan Celestial Realm for higher realms in the Celestial Realm.

The Golden Horn King shouted, "Boy, did you kill my brother Iron Horn?"

The Golden Horn King truly didn't know how Iron Horn died; he didn't even know Iron Horn had been killed.

After all, they were far apart, and the Iron Horn King, being a Great Demon of the Four Tribulations, lived leisurely, entrenched in Yunxi Mountain. Only once every hundred years would Iron Horn come to celebrate his birthday.

It was the Old Monk Jinshan of West Cloud Temple who informed him of the news, only then did he know Iron Horn was killed.

The old monk Jinshan was slick and cunning, surely not to be trusted lightly. The Golden Horn Demon King sent subordinates to verify the matter, and only after confirming did he lead many demon soldiers to set out.

The Golden Horn King's voice was deep and majestic; although not loud, one sentence spread like thunder, causing the surrounding clouds to roll out like waves. This time, the range of cloud waves was even greater.

The clouds covering the capital of Wuyuan Country were almost entirely dispersed, revealing the deep blue starry sky behind the clouds.

A new moon hung above, with the Star River spanning the sky. Even Gao Xuan, upon seeing it, felt a sense of joy.

Inside the Celestial Master Temple, the National Preceptor Tao Jun, observing the battle, wore an even grimmer expression.

With one sentence, the Golden Horn Demon King had the power to clear the sky. Such momentum caused even his divine soul to tremble, underscoring Golden Horn's formidable nature.

Tao Jun realized a problem at this moment, which was that Wuyuan Country might very well be destroyed by Golden Horn.

Golden Horn needed do nothing else but destroy the capital to annihilate Wuyuan Country.

Tao Jun secretly lamented, with Ao Qiong yet unresolved, and now Golden Horn emerging.

It was indeed misfortune piling upon misfortune.

Tao Jun couldn't help but look towards the projection of the Golden Radiance Arhat; although this monk was a thoroughly bad guy, he was capable.

If Golden Radiance truly knew Golden Horn, things would be easier to handle.

Tao Jun thought of this and said to Golden Radiance, "Senior Brother, you must protect the capital. Thousands of years of Wuyuan Country's national fate are in your hands."

The Golden Radiance Arhat solemnly and piously replied, "Guarding Wuyuan Country is our responsibility, and I naturally will not shirk it."

These words sounded good, but Tao Jun didn't believe them. He was waiting for the conditions from the Golden Radiance Arhat.

Sure enough, the Golden Radiance Arhat hesitated and said, "Though we have the heart to protect the nation, we lack the strength to do so. Golden Horn Demon King is beyond our capability to resist."

He seriously said, "Currently, only by offering a treasure can we possibly appease Golden Horn's wrath."

The Golden Radiance Arhat asked Tao Jun, "Do you have any treasures worth presenting?"

Tao Jun hesitated, then said, "I have no treasures, only a Golden Dragon Cup, which holds half a cup of Wuyuan Country's national fate and celestial mandate. I can decide to present this treasure to Golden Horn..."

The Golden Radiance Arhat felt joy in his heart; such a good thing. Just by speaking casually, he could coax something good out of Tao Jun. He truly had not come in vain this time.

It wasn't that Tao Jun was easily deceived; he just panicked upon witnessing Golden Horn's formidable power.

The Demon King and the Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace were indeed different. The Demon King could kill at will, acting with little scruple.

As a divine being of the Divine Dao, the Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace had to abide by the rules set by the Celestial Court and the divine beings, not daring to act recklessly.

Of course, if the Demon King wantonly slaughtered, surely a powerful cultivator of the Daoist Sect would seek retribution.

After all, the world required balance. Even other demon kings would not shield a wantonly slaughtering demon king. It was akin to flipping the table, utterly disrupting the balance of the Cyan Celestial Realm.

Tao Jun didn't dare gamble on this; firstly, Wuyuan Country wasn't considered a major nation. If the capital was destroyed, it actually wouldn't be a significant matter.

Moreover, even if his sect's powerful figures stood up for him, Wuyuan Country would still be annihilated.

Though Tao Jun was sly, he held some weakness; he had feelings for Wuyuan Country.

If possible, he still wanted to do his utmost to save Wuyuan Country.

Just as Tao Jun was about to take out the Golden Dragon Cup, Gao Xuan's rebuke came to his ear: "Bald donkey, you dare to deceive, begone."