"Hmm?"

Seeing his attacked being forcibly intercepted by Jiang Shu, Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming's white brows twitched, and his elderly face suddenly showed a strong sense of astonishment.

Even the Blood Armor Demon Lord, who was seated in the Demon Beast Chariot, couldn't help but sit upright, and a dangerous gleam flashed in his long, cold blood-red eyes.

In contrast, the Daoist Monarchs from the Eight Great Sects, including Taicang and Wuji, breathed a heavy sigh of relief upon seeing Jiang Shu dispel the crisis, slightly relaxing their tense nerves.

Afterward, their eyes became filled with astonishment or admiration, and they all collectively directed their gaze toward Jiang Shu.

"Such tremendous power! To withstand a strike from Xuan Ming the old ghost!"

"To directly confront an attack from a Late Stage Daoist Monarch of the Vientiane Realm, this junior's outburst of power is absolutely not like the Early Stage realm he just entered!"

"Jiang Taixuan... I vaguely recall that before entering the Ancient Demon Sect Relics, he was only at the mid to late stages of the Nirvana Realm."

"..."

For a moment, the thoughts of the Daoist Monarchs were racing, and their gaze towards Jiang Shu carried a hint of seriousness.

Clearly, they no longer considered Jiang Shu as a mere junior. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Next, as Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming from the Western Demon Sect saw his attack fail, his old face grew sullen, and the vast demonic qi around him was about to completely erupt, Daoist Monarchs Taicang and Wuji exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously before stepping forward to block in front of Jiang Shu and the others.

Two waves of majestic Vientiane Realm aura instantly emanated from the two Daoist Monarchs, blocking the pervasive demonic qi and demonic power while locking onto Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming.

A sense of a murderous intent suddenly swept across the heavens and earth.

"Old ghost Xuan Ming, dare you still strike?"

The oppressive force of the Great Dao surged wildly, enveloping the void, as Daoist Monarch Taicang coldly stared at Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming in the distance, mercilessly rebuking him.

Beside him, Daoist Monarch Wuji, wearing golden Daoist robes, retained an unchanged tranquil expression, but the horsetail whisk in his hand was already imbued with profound power of the Great Dao, and his gaze toward the Demon Sect and Demon Clan revealed a subtle chill:

"Humph, Xuan Ming the old fool, True Martial Sect's Zi Ji elder brother had painstakingly found an heir disciple, but was urgently called back to the sect, leaving me to await the disciple here. If you were to harm him today, what face would I have upon returning to the sect?"

"Furthermore, within these Demon Sect Relics, fate determines opportunity, life and death lie in destiny; if anyone's to blame, it's only your Demon Sect disciples for their lack of prowess, not anyone else's fault!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming and Blood Armor Demon Lord were instantly furious, their veins bulging on their foreheads.

Having personally witnessed the annihilation of their elite disciples was already the breaking point of their rationality, and this verbal provocation further stoked the flames of their rage.

Especially since Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming was inherently violent and perverse since early years, though aged now, his inner temperament hadn't changed at all and had become more cold-hearted as his lifeforce dwindled.

With a ferocious expression, Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming stepped forward, pointing his finger angrily at Daoist Monarchs Taicang and Wuji, and shouted:

"Taicang! Wuji! You two old fools, stop pretending here!"

"Your disciples from the Eight Great Sects are so ruthless, daring to slaughter my sect's True Inheritors totally, no doubt with your old coots' instigation behind it!"

"For this matter alone, if today you don't give me an explanation, none of these juniors will be spared; their heads will be taken to honor our sect's True Inheritors who perished!"

While speaking, Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming's cold, murderous gaze swept over Jiang Shu and the others' faces, causing their breath to halt momentarily, a chill of terror filling their hearts, their faces stern.

Especially when that piercing gaze full of murderous intent landed on Jiang Shu, pausing for several moments, a frigid aura like a thousand-year-old icy chill surged upon him.

Fortunately, this cold menace existed only for a moment, then faded away as Daoist Monarch Wuji casually swung his horsetail whisk dispelling the threat with a burst of golden primordial power.

Then, unable to tolerate anymore, a hot-tempered Daoist Monarch from Douxing Sect snorted coldly, raised his eyes to glare at Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming and others, questioning impatiently:

"Hmph! Explanation? Old ghost Xuan Ming! Being the great elder of the Demon Sect, you have the nerve to say such shameless words?"

"Our Eight Great Sects, not all the True Inheritors and elders emerged intact from the Demon Sect Relics; we lost nearly half of them, surely due to your demon sect and demon clans' brats!"

"How is it then that you devil sect and demon clan disciples can act wantonly, but our Eight Great Sects' True Inheritors and elders can only offer their necks for slaughter? Ridiculous!"

Those words made the faces of Daoist Monarch Xuan Ming, Blood Armor Demon Lord, and others even more unsightly, their bloodshot eyes stained with faint red hues, yet knowing they were in the wrong, they still showed no intention of backing down!

The Blood Armor Demon Lord slowly got up, stepping out from the Demon Beast Chariot, his movements stirring the demonic power around him like a tide, expanding with extreme momentum.

A thousand-foot-tall demon clan shadow, shaped like a tiger bear, slowly emerged behind him, then expanded rapidly.

In the blood-shot gaze of the Demon Lord, strands of evil qi rolled, his fierce face covered with frost as he slowly began to speak, with a voice echoing like the abyss:

"Even if the worthless disciples of your Eight Great Sects all perish, it wouldn't compare to a single feather of our clan's noble Lord Heavenly Dragon and Lord Heavenly Phoenix."

"Taicang, Wuji, hand over those responsible for killing our two Lords of the faction!"

"Otherwise, once I return to the clan, I will report to the Demon Venerable, and declare total war against you Eight Great Sects, ceaseless until death!"

The air instantly grew incredibly heavy upon hearing these words!

Zong Yue, Lu Chong, and others' expressions changed drastically, covertly glancing at Jiang Shu in the front.

Heavenly Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix had both died by his hand; by the look of things, the Blood Armor Demon Lord was indeed forming an irreconcilable feud with the demon clan!

It seems naturally so, Heavenly Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix are the most esteemed within the demon clan, and are extremely difficult to reproduce. Their fall here would undoubtedly drive the ancient demons of their clan into madness.

Even Daoist Monarch Taicang and others felt waves stirring in their eyes due to the Blood Armor Demon Lord's words, their expressions turning somber instantly.

Of course, they would never actually hand over their True Disciple, but facing potential furious retaliation from the demon clan, they could not help but take precautions.

Those crazy old demons of the demon clan, if they truly lowered their dignity to act irrationally, even the Eight Great Sects' Supreme Sect Leaders would struggle to respond.

Not because the Supreme Sect Leaders are incapable, quite the contrary, the retaliation target of the demon clan would not be the Supreme Sect Leaders, but rather other elders and disciples within the sects.

After all, there's no such thing as perpetual vigilance against thieves.

As the Daoist Monarchs of the Eight Great Sects felt somewhat troubled, unexpectedly Daoist Monarch Wuji from True Martial Sect chuckled softly:

"Hehe, Black Dragon Demon Lord, it's not that I despise you, but regarding the matter mentioned, I'm afraid your standing in the demon clan isn't significant enough to take part, right?"

Pausing briefly, Daoist Monarch Wuji's tone suddenly became cold, and the smooth, harmonious aura around him sparked with sharpness:

"Black Tiger Demon Lord, let me inform you clearly, before this journey, our sect's Supreme Sect Leader conveyed a message, stating that the Outer Realm Demon Clan is conspiring with the Demon Sect, eyeing our Cang Mang Domain for quite some time. If they don't restrain themselves, once this matter concludes, our Supreme Sect Leader will invite worthy allies and have a face-off with your Outer Realm Demon Clan!"

"Wonder how your demon clan will survive then?"

"What?! You..."

Upon hearing his words, Black Dragon Demon Lord's expression changed drastically, blood-red eyes revealing traces of suspicion.

It's apparent that the Demon Clan and Demon Sect have long united with the intention to invade Cang Mang Domain.

However, over the years, it's mostly involved elders and Peak Masters from the Eight Great Sects, with the sect leaders always absent from any interference!

But now, according to Daoist Monarch Wuji, could the balance truly be breaking?