Above the sea of clouds, the old man in a yellow robe suddenly looked down, seeing the toad demon engulfed in demonic flames, a smile spreading across his face.
“The young one you brought is impressive, able to wield Black Flame demonic fire. He has a Black Flame demon body, doesn’t he?”
At this moment, the old woman opened her eyes, a trace of surprise on her face.
Clearly, though her eyes were closed, she had been closely monitoring the battle below.
“You know about the Black Flame demon body?”
The yellow-robed old man also showed a hint of surprise, then smiled, “Since ancient times, divine bodies, immortal bodies, and sacred bodies have been considered the pinnacle of physiques. But in truth, there are others that rival them, and demon bodies are among them!”
“Only demon bodies are truly suited for our demon race!”
“Black Flame was born with a Black Flame demon body and is an extremely rare black tiger. That’s why he was named Black Flame!”
“Black tiger?!” The old woman’s face showed surprise again.
“Indeed, in our tiger clan, black tigers are rarer than white tigers! Every black tiger born is almost always naturally endowed with immense strength. Even if not a divine or sacred body, their innate power alone rivals those physiques! And Black Flame not only has natural strength but is also the legendary Black Flame demon body! His potential is limitless, destined to surpass the White Tiger Saint King!”
The yellow-robed old man spoke with pride, then looked down at the sea of clouds with a sinister smile, “How could the position of our tiger clan’s Holy Son fall to an outsider demon?! A mere frog in a well, dreaming of ascending to the heavens? Impossible!”
“But he received the White Tiger Saint King’s inheritance. Aren’t you afraid of the Saint King’s wrath?” the old woman frowned slightly.
“It’s precisely because he received the Saint King’s inheritance that he must die! Why would the Saint King grant such an important inheritance to an outsider demon? If not for that girl’s interference, this toad would’ve been crushed by me long ago!”
The yellow-robed old man sneered repeatedly, then, as if recalling something, grinned wickedly, “As for the Saint King, he hasn’t shown himself since his battle with the Celestial! If not for the commotion you’ve caused here at Fengming Mountain, we’d have thought he was dead! The rules were set by him, and Black Flame is only at the Demon General level. If he kills this inheritor, the Saint King will have nothing to say!”
At this, the yellow-robed old man laughed even more sinisterly and unrestrainedly.
The silver-haired old woman shook her head, saying no more. After all, this was White Tiger Sacred Mountain’s internal affair.
Her only task was to ensure this conflict didn’t taint Fengming Mountain’s sacred ground.
As the two great demons conversed, the battlefield below underwent rapid, dramatic changes.
First, Mo Fan was engulfed by Black Flame’s demonic fire, followed by Black-Clothed and the thralls being trapped by the flames.
The demonic fire was terrifying. Even White-Clothed’s three thralls dared not touch it, facing constant danger.
Though helpless, they had no choice. The fire was so fearsome that once it touched them, it couldn’t be extinguished, reducing them to ashes!
If not for Black-Clothed pushing her body to its limits, even burning her essence blood to make her divine body radiate brilliantly, barely resisting the fire’s corrosion, they would’ve been incinerated already.
Even so, Black-Clothed was struggling, a trace of despair in her eyes.
Her divine body could resist the fire, but once her demonic energy was depleted, death was near!
She was essentially trading her life to stall Black Flame, already in grave danger.
“Look at you now, how pitiful!”
“One a first-generation with a divine body, another the Saint King’s inheritor, both about to die by this Holy Son’s hand!”
“After today’s battle, I, Black Flame, will secure the title of White Tiger Mountain’s Holy Son! When word of this spreads, my name will resound across the world! You’re destined to be my stepping stones!!”
Black Flame laughed wildly, walking towards Mo Fan’s location.
Sensing that Mo Fan was still alive, he intended to finish him personally!
“Toad demon, it must feel awful under my demonic fire’s corrosion, huh?”
“Don’t think that receiving the Saint King’s inheritance makes you equal to us Holy Sons!”
“Compared to a true Holy Son, you’re just a frog in a well!”
“Now, let this Holy Son crush your skull personally! Let the Saint King see what a grave mistake it was not to choose me, Black Flame!”
Black Flame’s face was crazed with laughter as he reached the area covered in demonic fire. He swung his two massive spherical hammers, smashing them fiercely into the flames!
Boom!!
Instantly, the ground shook, and demonic flames scattered!
“Master!!”
“It’s over! It’s over! It’s over!”
“The Master’s been smashed to death, and what a miserable way to go! His death is one thing, but now it’s our turn! Waaah… Lord Turtle doesn’t want to die yet!!”
Seeing Black Flame’s hammer create a deep crater, the trapped Black-Clothed and her group looked grim, while the turtle demon thrall wailed.
“Hey! Stop your damn howling!”
“You’re already dead, what’s there to fear? At worst, you die again!”
The double-headed wolf demon frowned, glaring at the turtle with annoyance.
“Pah! What do you mean ‘already dead’? What’s this ‘die again’ nonsense?!”
“You talk so lightly, but you’re probably panicking too, aren’t you?!”
The turtle demon fumed, saying venomously, “Who’d want to die again if they could keep living? Even if we’re already dead, we still have consciousness, don’t we? If that vicious black tiger kills us, we’ll truly have nothing left!!”
“Shut up!”
White-Clothed spoke up, unable to tolerate it any longer.
“Mantis freak, you’re the one who should shut up!”
“As the newcomer, you should act like one. You’re the youngest, yet you bully Lord Turtle with your strength. Now that we’re all doomed, I don’t need to fear you anymore! If you dare bully me again, I’ll curse your ancestors for eighteen generations…”
“The Master isn’t dead!”
Before the turtle demon could finish, White-Clothed cut him off.
“What… what?”
“What did you say?”
“The Master’s still alive!!”
The turtle demon’s eyes widened, then he frowned, “How’s that possible… he was clearly…”
*Slap!*
This time, White-Clothed struck, sending the turtle demon stumbling with a slap.
“Idiot, use that pig brain of yours and think. As the Master’s thralls, if he were dead, would we still be standing here alive?”
“White-Clothed’s right. We thralls exist because of the thrall space within the Master’s body. If he died, the thrall space would collapse, and we’d vanish too!”
The double-headed wolf demon nodded earnestly, a trace of excitement on his face.
As the turtle demon said, not dying was naturally the best outcome.
Hearing the three thralls’ analysis, Black-Clothed, who had been calm, suddenly had a spark of light in her previously dim eyes!
