All the Demon Emperors turned their heads, shock written all over their faces.

Only Young Master Yu Zhuo flicked his fan, looking as if he had known all along.

The Nine-Headed Lion groaned, "Big Brother, what on earth is going on? Who is worth us sacrificing the lives of tens of thousands of brothers to save?"

The Golden-Haired Behemoth said in a deep voice, "Have you ever heard of the ancient battle between Human Emperor Xuanyuan and Demon Chi You? Among the Ten Great Demon Kings, there is one known as Blood Demon Ancestor, a fierce general under Demon Emperor Chi You. Later, Chi You was defeated and killed, and Blood Demon Ancestor was sealed by the immortals beneath Mount Shu. Over time, the seal has weakened. Previously, Blood Demon Ancestor’s avatar emerged once, almost destroying Mount Shu. Now, if we use the blood qi of these millions of demons to help Blood Demon Ancestor break through the barrier, once he emerges, this world will be ours."

Demon Emperor Qiongqi said in a low voice, "The Demon Race is ruthless, once they kill, they leave no one alive, be it Human Race or Demon Clan. If Blood Demon Ancestor comes out, will he sincerely cooperate with us?"

The Golden-Haired Behemoth replied, "Currently, the Demon Race is weak; they can’t contend with the Human Race alone. They want to reclaim this world and compete for fortune with the Humans, so they will inevitably ally with us, the Demon Clan. They use us, and we use them. Once we grow stronger, we can stand against them."

The Demon Emperors frowned, secretly moved.

However, they watched their kin rushing up the mountain, as if filling an endless void.

Hearing their mournful roars, they felt much reluctance in their hearts.

On the field, a sturdy black bull suddenly roared, "I never thought you harbored such intentions, letting our Southern Ridge demons die in vain. I, Old Bull, wrongly trusted you, treating you heartless bastards as brothers. You are willing to sacrifice our kin, but I, Old Bull, am not. Our brotherhood ends here; you can send yours to die, but not a single one of mine will go up there."

Its words instantly froze the atmosphere.

Boss Golden-Maned Behemoth glared fiercely at Old Bull, "So, you refuse to cooperate with us?"

Old Bull shrugged and said, "What if I do!"

The Golden-Haired Behemoth glanced at the other Demon Emperors, his eyes sinister, "Anyone else who refuses can step out now."

The other Demon Emperors shuddered, aware of the Golden-Haired Behemoth’s power, and behaved obediently in its presence.

The Golden-Haired Behemoth sneered coldly, "Those who achieve great things don’t bother with trifles. Only the ruthless can stand in the world. Only a dumb ox like you would care about this bunch of ordinary blood. Even if you protect them today, can they live forever?"

"Cut the crap, if you want to fight, fight, stop pretending to be cultured!"

Old Bull’s temper flared, and before it could finish rambling, it swung a Bull Demon God Fist ferociously at it.

The fist smashed down, revealing a towering black bull phantom over a hundred meters high, like Mount Tai pressing down, distorting the void before it.

"Seeking death!"

Golden-Haired Behemoth coldly shouted, raising its hand and tearing forward.

Five black claw marks appeared in the void, piercing through Old Bull’s fist force.

The surging force of the fist was torn to pieces by the black claw marks.

With a tearing sound, Old Bull’s arm was ripped with five gashes, instantly spraying out crimson blood.

The surrounding Demon Emperors were all shocked, not expecting Demon Emperor Golden Mane Hound to have become so powerful.

Though human in appearance, it wore a black robe and hood, sinister and indistinct.

Its fur shed, revealing shriveled black skin like dry wood, resembling a corpse.

That claw left Old Bull’s arm instantly rotting.

It resisted the sinister death aura with its essential qi, roaring furiously at Golden-Haired Behemoth, "Is this all you got?"

The Golden-Haired Behemoth coldly said, "Your wild bull lineage is valuable; the emperor spared you. If you have any sense left, kneel and submit now, and this emperor will spare you."

Old Bull roared to the sky, "Stop the nonsense, you sinister fiend, how dare you expect me to submit to you, dream on!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

It wielded a black giant axe with one arm, summoning a formidable force, and swung it down at Golden-Haired Behemoth.

The axe split the void, creating a spiderweb-like crevice on the ground and raising clouds of dust.

The shadowy figure of Golden-Haired Behemoth evaded the axe, circling around to Old Bull’s back, lifting its shriveled claw, and sneered, "Rebellious thing, die!"

Its claw seemed to pierce through the void, stabbing through Old Bull’s back, about to burst out from the front.

At that moment, the ground exploded.

A ferocious sword qi shot up between Old Bull and Golden-Haired Behemoth, almost slicing into Golden-Haired Behemoth’s arm.

Golden-Haired Behemoth quickly released it and flashed back.

Old Bull vanished from sight, whereabouts unknown.

The Demon Emperors exclaimed, "What happened?"

"Where did that black bull go?"

"Let’s split up and chase, don’t let it escape!"

"..."

Golden-Haired Behemoth raised a hand to stop them, "Forget it, prioritize the greater plan. The dead bull is poisoned by my extreme yin claws, and will surely die."

The Demon Emperors coughed awkwardly, secretly relieved they hadn’t rebelled with Old Bull.

Golden-Haired Behemoth’s prowess was unmatched since appearing in the Southern Ridge, easily becoming the top fighter of the Demon Clan.

Each challenged it but gained no advantage, all submitting to it.

They looked at the mountains of demon descendants, sighing inwardly that this was their fate.

Too much killing leads to heavy karma, and retribution is inevitable.

Golden-Haired Behemoth had long set this plan, inciting the Demon Clan to sweep through humanity, massacring cities, to gather demon blood qi.

Now, all was refined in the formation on Mount Shu, condensing blood qi to help Blood Demon Ancestor break through.

What goes around, comes around, all is destiny.

Atop Mount Shu, Bald Dog carried Old Bull and burst from the underground with Ground Rat Demon King, finding Long Fei and shouting, "Master, save Old Bull. It got scratched by Golden-Haired Behemoth and passed out!"

Above the blood river on the mountaintop, Long Fei was meditating, absorbing the demon blood, preparing to intercept the Blood Demon’s fate.

Using the blood of millions to refine his Five Elements Divine Beast Dharma Laksana.

He opened his eyes and checked Old Bull’s wounds.

The five black claw marks were evident, already festering.

If not for Old Bull’s robust blood qi, it would have melted away.

"Extreme yin poison, this guy is something else,"

Long Fei sighed, cut his finger, and smeared a drop of golden blood on Old Bull’s arm and back wounds.

Yin and yang clashed, releasing white smoke with a sizzle, and the pain roused the unconscious Old Bull.

Long Fei took out a peach, stuffing it into its mouth.

Bald Dog watched anxiously, "Master, will Old Bull be okay?"

Long Fei shook his head, smiling at Old Bull, "This fool never listens, knowing he’s no match for Golden-Haired Behemoth, yet still challenging. He’s got luck; a moment later, and he’d be a puddle."

Bald Dog and Ground Rat Demon King sighed in relief, sitting beside Long Fei.

Wang Xiaoya sprinkled Chaos Green Lotus on Old Bull’s wounds, healing it with Chaos Qi.

Old Bull frowned, then opened its eyes, still weak and shouting, "I’m not satisfied, I didn’t even touch him just now!"