Clash of the Demon Gods

Beneath the Nether Pool, within the Watery Grotto-Heaven, Xu Xian was incredibly anxious.

He was terrified that they would not actually start fighting. While watching, he did not forget to critique their actions and offer unsolicited advice.

He wished he could be there in person just so he could secretly strike with a sword to ignite this powder keg. Even with a thousand miles of nether water between them, he would not settle down.

"This girl is pretty wild!"

The Little Book Spirit chimed in, "If I were one of those ten, I certainly would not be able to take it."

Xu Xian immediately agreed, "I couldn't take it either. They have to fight!"

Above the Nether Pool, the standoff continued. Even though the High Priest had spoken such harsh words and left no room for negotiation, and some of the demon gods were itching to act, the group was still restraining themselves.

A clash between demon gods was no joke. Once it began, it would surely be a fight to the death.

On a small scale, the Nether Pool would be thrown into chaos. On a large scale, it was possible the entire Nether Capital would be destroyed.

The so-called catastrophe might very well originate from this moment.

Chi Ming, who had been silent all this time, saw that matters had reached a point where it was extremely difficult to find a resolution. He broke his silence for the first time.

However, as the head of the Chi family, his stance this time was on the side of the heavenly demon race.

He advised Jin Qing, "High Priest, hand it over. Bai Mang is already dead. Even if he is not, you will never find him. Just consider this a time to rest."

Jin Qing was somewhat surprised, a flash of astonishment crossing her eyes. For a long time, she had believed that Chi Ming was the one among all the demon gods whose values were closest to her own.

He understood her even better than her own sister did.

Even though the two of them had a massive disagreement over the matter of the Nether Gate, she knew it was merely a difference in position on that specific issue.

She had never questioned Chi Ming's loyalty to the Demon Abyss.

Facts had always proven her right. During the incident with Bai Mang, he had advocated for protecting Bai Mang from the very beginning, even when the boy was suspected of being able to condense nether fire.

Later, when Bai Mang vanished, he was the first to offer assistance, willing to believe in her and provide both people and power to blockade the Nether Pool.

But today...

He was still standing with the heavenly demon race, wanting to strip her of her position as High Priest. Was it out of selfishness?

Or was it for something else?

She did not understand. Staring at Chi Ming, she asked blankly, "Uncle Ming, do you truly think I am unworthy of being the High Priest?"

Chi Ming lowered his gaze and hesitated for a moment before saying word by word, "It is not that you are unworthy, but that you are currently unsuitable. You have been too tired over these years. You really should rest."

He repeated it once more: she should rest.

He still admired her, but he felt she should not stand in opposition to the heavenly demon race.

Did she really make a mistake?

Was her mistake in getting close to Bai Mang, in testing him, or in exhausting herself to find a way out for the Demon Abyss?

Was she truly wrong?

No!

She was not wrong!

She was right in the past, she was right now, and she would be right in the future. Time would tell everyone that she was correct.

She did not need to prove her right or wrong to anyone. She only needed to act according to her heart and leave no regrets.

Her gaze became even sharper and colder. Her dark green eyes radiated a chilling light.

In her hand, a blade had materialized at some unknown moment—a black demon blade.

The blade was ten meters long, thin and narrow. Even the hilt was as long as an ordinary sword.

Jin Yu gripped the blade with one hand, her palm pressed against the hilt. The edge was freezing cold, wreathed in black mist, standing out starkly amidst the curtain of rain.

She pointed the blade at the ten individuals, radiating murderous intent for the first time.

"Come!"

The expressions of the demon gods darkened instantly, and the demon qi around them began to surge restlessly.

The auras of several demon gods sank into the abyss, and malevolent energy began to swirl within their pupils.

"Jin Qing, do you truly intend to be so stubborn and fight against us?"

"Can you win a ten-against-one fight?"

Jin Yu took a step forward. Her eyes flickered with starlight as the mournful wind whipped her hem. "No, it is two against ten. I am here as well."

Jin Qing gave Jin Yu a deep, appreciative look.

At least she knew she was not alone.

She retracted her gaze, and the tenderness in her eyes evaporated, leaving only a spectral blue like uranium ore.

"Good. Today, we two sisters shall slay gods in the name of suppressing a rebellion!"

The Wind Demon and the Yellow Demon exchanged a look of mutual understanding. Both simultaneously unleashed their immortal-demonic weapons. One held a pair of hammers while the other waved a wind flag, launching a sudden attack.

"Nonsense! Today, this old man shall teach you two sisters a good lesson on behalf of your father. I will make you realize that as members of the heavenly demon race, you should have the awareness of the heavenly demon race!"

"Howling Gale!"

A fierce wind erupted, sweeping across a thousand miles. The curtain of rain was severed and sent flying into the sky.

As the golden hammers were unleashed, lightning and thunder crackled with violent intensity.

Beneath Jin Qing, the Golden Dragon King let out a roar. Golden light erupted, illuminating the firmament.

Jin Qing stepped off, holding her long blade, and slashed horizontally toward them.

"My father died by my blade. If you wish to take his place, then you shall die as well."

The battle was triggered instantly. The clash of the demon gods, in just a moment, produced a roar like thunder. The clouds and sky surged like a tide, rolling and exploding.

Everything within sight was swallowed by the aftershocks.

The Small Priest struck out at the perfect time, and her first move was a killing blow.

She went straight for the Wind Demon. Unlike the High Priest, who was deliberately holding back her strength, the Small Priest attacked with the genuine intent to kill her opponent.

She wanted to grind them into nothingness, soul and all!

The Golden Dragon King was not to be outdone either, charging out instantly.

Four people and one dragon were locked in a chaotic melee.

The other demon gods retreated at extreme speed, keeping their distance and watching from afar.

The Black Dragon King beneath the Crimson Demon was restless.

Being a demon dragon itself, the Golden Dragon's attack made it feel both fearful and excited. This stemmed from the primitive nature of a demon beast that had not yet fully regressed.

The Crimson Demon had no choice but to constantly soothe it. He frowned deeply but showed no intention of joining the fight.

In front of the Bixu Mirror, Xu Xian's lips curled up, revealing a row of white teeth. He had been genuinely worried that these people would not fight.

Thinking about it now, he had been overthinking things.

He also took back his previous misunderstanding of the Huang family. These two brothers of the Huang family were truly gutsy, fighting as soon as they said they would without any hesitation.

They were man enough.

Though, their brains seemed to be just like Huang Xiao's—not very bright. They were the first to charge in and the loudest to shout, but they were also getting beaten quite miserably!

The Little Book Spirit commented, "These two old men of the Huang family are quite gutsy!"

"Indeed, they are very brave. If those two hadn't acted, this fight might not have actually happened."

As Xu Xian spoke, he did not forget to point at the demon gods who were just watching the show, cursing them with an exasperated tone:

"What are these people doing? Watching a play? You guys should get in there! Don't you understand the principle of shared stakes? Do you have any combat instincts at all..."

The Little Book Spirit's eyes darted around. Not quite understanding, it asked weakly, "Master, are you mistaken? If they all go in together, those two sisters won't be able to hold out..."

Xu Xian rolled his eyes at it and reminded, "Know your place. We are not on the same side as those sisters. Don't think she is one of us just because you stayed with her for a month."

"Uh!"

"As an audience member, the more chaotic it is, the better the show. Understand?"

"I see!"

"Then watch closely..."

......

In the depths of the Nether Pool, the winds and clouds were in turmoil. As soon as the two brothers of the Huang family started fighting, they fell into a disadvantageous position. The Yellow Demon roared at the others.

"What are you all standing there for? Everyone, attack together!"