571: One person surrounded the demon city

“Destroy the Ten Thousand Demons Country?”

The Great Clan Elder was also greatly astonished upon hearing this and instantly fell into a daze.

The other aboriginal forces were also stunned. The Ten Thousand Demons Country had a vast foundation; how could it be destroyed just like that? Rumor had it that its old lair contained a world-shaking great array capable of suppressing Heavenly Mandate.

“Chu Jiang Wang, I know your strength is extraordinary, but attacking the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s old lair, please reconsider carefully. The waters here are too deep; I fear you…”

The Great Clan Elder advised, stating the pros and cons to Chu Jiang.

“Hmm, understood!”

Chu Jiang Wang nodded, delving deeper into the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s hinterlands, continuing to pursue the fleeing demons.

“This, this…”

The Great Clan Elder’s eyes were unfocused. What you said with your mouth and what you actually did are completely inconsistent, aren’t they?

“Hmm…understood.”

And then immediately charge into the Ten Thousand Demons Country?

“Great Clan Elder, don’t worry, Chu Jiang Wang’s strength is unfathomable. Even if he’s not an match, the Ten Thousand Demons Country won’t be able to kill him.”

The Nine Nether Saint said with a faint smile, taking it quite calmly.

“That’s true!”

The Great Clan Elder thought about it carefully, and he was right. Chu Jiang Wang alone had almost swept through more than half of the demon tide, and no one could harm him in the slightest.

The Earth Fire Remnant Clan, Wandering Soul Clan, and other clans were completely dumbfounded when they saw Chu Jiang Wang actually flying towards the Ten Thousand Demons Country.

This Ten Thousand Demons Country was probably about to be turned upside down.

Neither Chu Jiang Wang nor the Ten Thousand Demons Country were forces they could afford to provoke. The major forces had no intention of watching the show, so they changed direction and headed elsewhere.

…

Ten Thousand Demons Country, Demon City.

Demon City was the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s only city, with a vast battle scale, and was also regarded as a pilgrimage site by the Nether Abyss demons.

At this moment, inside a luxurious black palace, a banquet was being held—a gluttonous blood feast, with the dishes being the flesh and blood of Ferryman, Wandering Soul Clan, and other aboriginals.

Within the palace, three factions were seated.

The Tiancan Sword Alliance, the Corpse Barbarian Tribe, and the Ten Thousand Demons Country.

The Tiancan Sword Alliance, however, did not eat these humanoid creatures.

Among them, the Corpse Barbarian Tribe ate the most fiercely, their mouths covered in fresh blood, using daggers in their hands to carve up the flesh.

“Damn it, the Ferryman’s flesh is still tastier. This Earth Fire Remnant Clan’s meat quality is too poor; it feels like chewing on a piece of rotten iron.”

“Don’t worry, once my Corpse Barbarian Tribe unifies the other side, we’ll keep them in captivity, make them reproduce every day, and provide us with flesh and blood.”

“That would be excellent.”

“The Red-haired Lion King and the others are probably already returning with a large batch of fresh flesh and blood. When they do, we’ll play with a few exquisite ones.”

“…”

The three factions conversed with each other. The demon tide launched by the Ten Thousand Demons Country, no one in the entire Nether Abyss could stop it.

Everyone looked at the Ant Demon sitting in the main seat, covered in iron armor.

This demon was one of the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s three great kings, the Moving Mountain Ant King.

His strength was second only to the Witch Demon King, and he was assigned to guard Demon City.

“That Red-haired fellow is probably already stuffed by now!”

The Moving Mountain Ant King said with a faint smile, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

The Nether Sea Treasure Trove could only belong to his Ten Thousand Demons Country. Whether it was the outsiders from Yan Luo Temple, or the Tiancan Sword Alliance, Corpse Barbarian Tribe, once they were used up, they would all die.

And to enter the Nether Sea with his Ten Thousand Demons Country and divide the Treasure Trove? What a fool’s dream.

The people of the Corpse Barbarian Tribe, on the other hand, were thinking about how to unite with the people of the Ten Thousand Demons Country to ambush the Tiancan Sword Alliance. For them, the Tiancan Sword Alliance was always an outsider, merely descendants of outsiders from a few thousand years ago.

This way, his Corpse Barbarian Tribe could completely dominate the other side, ruling with the Ten Thousand Demons Country across the Nether River.

Just as the three major forces harbored their own thoughts.

A figure suddenly burst into the palace, looking flustered.

“Report, Ant King, urgent military intelligence!”

A scout demon said.

“Why are you panicking? What news has scared you like this, disgracing my Ten Thousand Demons Country? Speak…”

The Moving Mountain Ant King frowned, saying with displeasure.

His Ten Thousand Demons Country had stood in the Nether Abyss for thousands of years; what great storms had it not seen?

“The Commander…has been killed!”

The scout demon said slowly, head bowed.

“What!”

“The Red-haired Lion King is dead? Who killed him? Who is leading the demon army now?”

The Moving Mountain Ant King’s expression changed. Who could kill the Red-haired Lion King, given his strength? On the other side, only the Barbarian King and the Alliance Master of the Sky Remnant Sword Alliance had that strength.

But they had temporarily allied with the Ten Thousand Demons Country, so it was impossible for them to kill the Red-haired Lion King. Moreover, they had gone to the City of Wrongful Deaths in the depths of the Nether Abyss with the Witch Demon King.

They couldn’t be here.

Who exactly was it?

“Ant King, not only the Commander, but also the nineteen Demon Commanders who accompanied him, are all dead. The entire demon army has collapsed, with over seventy percent casualties, leaving only a few thousand demons to escape…”

The scout demon’s voice grew softer and softer, not daring to look up again.

Smack!

The Moving Mountain Ant King suddenly stood up, his face drastically changed, and he roared, “Tell me again!”

As soon as this news came out, even the Tiancan Sword Alliance and the Corpse Barbarian Tribe lost their appetite and all looked at the scout demon.

“Has the intelligence been confirmed? Is it a slip of the tongue?”

“Could it be that the Clan Chiefs of the major forces on the other side united and ambushed them!”

“But even that couldn’t shake twenty Demon Commanders. Losing a few would be the absolute maximum.”

The strong cultivators of the Tiancan Sword Alliance looked grim. These were Demon Commanders, top-tier powerhouses of the Nether Abyss. How could this happen?

Once the Red-haired Lion King and the demon army formed a demon killing array, even a Half-step Heavenly Mandate couldn’t do anything to him.

How could they all be killed?

It was simply impossible.

But when the scout demon recounted all the intelligence and details one by one.

Everyone had no choice but to believe it.

“Useless! Red-haired Lion King, you have ruined my Ten Thousand Demons Country! You are a sinner!”

“Ah… Damn it!”

The Moving Mountain Ant King’s eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot, filled with extreme rage.

The Ten Thousand Demons Country originally had less than fifty thousand demons, but now it had lost thirty-five thousand, leaving only ten thousand demons.

Ninety percent of the Demon Commanders had fallen.

The entire Demon City, including him, was left with only three Demon Commanders.

It even fell short of the four major aboriginal forces on the other side.

Even the Tiancan Sword Alliance could now overpower him.

The entire palace was filled with a suppressive atmosphere. Compared to the Moving Mountain Ant King’s rage, the Corpse Barbarian Tribe and the Tiancan Sword Alliance harbored different thoughts.

The Ten Thousand Demons Country was crippled.

That once towering behemoth, looking down on all forces, was now almost on the same level as them.

Boom!

Another demon rushed into the main hall, looking even more flustered.

“Ant King, that Human Race who killed the Demon Commanders has already charged towards Demon City.”

The Ant King’s expression was cold, saying, “How many thousands of people came? Are they bringing people from other tribes, hoping to take advantage of our misfortune?”

Truly, there’s a path to Heaven, but you don’t take it. There’s no door to Hell, yet you insist on breaking in.

If you had routed the demon army and then fled far away, there really would have been nothing to do about them. The Nether Abyss is vast, and it’s difficult to find one person in a short time.

Now, by delivering yourself to his doorstep, he would let them taste what true despair felt like.

Demon City was not a place just anyone could trespass.

“Ant King, it’s just him alone, no one else…”

The messenger demon said hesitantly.

All the demons were astonished.

What the heck?

One person?

Surrounding Demon City (°Д°)