"Elder Yan, you are joking! If they dared to attack Peakless Mountain, they would clearly be provoking us. For the dignity of the Demonic Sect, how could I forgive them easily?"
Shi Qianjue understood that the Fire Tribe was using the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect to fight the Sacred followers. But the headquarters of the Demonic Sect definitely wouldn't have the Fire Tribe fight them, so the Demonic Sect had to do it themselves.
The Fire Tribe elder bowed and stepped back.
"Zhang Ruochen," Shi Qianjue said, "are you still not retreating?"
"I won't."
Even faced with a Supreme Saint, Zhang Ruochen was still decisive.
"Whatever. Today, I will teach you a lesson in Emperor Ming's place."
At that moment, the Crazy Alcoholic and Gu Songzi streaked forward like two blurs. They reached the vicinity of the second layer of defensive formations.