Mingzhitian said, "I am here to help Tian Nanjie resolve this matter."
Bali Dong frowned, "Friend, you have no connection with them. Please do me a favor and step aside. If you do not interfere, this Demon God will befriend you."
However, Mingzhitian replied, "I, Mingzhitian, do not lack friends, and you, a demon, wish to be my friend? You are not worthy."
"You!" Chui Zhen and Wo Qiang were about to erupt.
Bali Dong stopped them, then chuckled, his expression instantly turning cold. "No one has ever dared to speak to this Demon God like this. You are the first. Kid, though your Awakening Realm First Tier is rare, your body is too frail to be my opponent. My final advice to you is to leave, or die."
Mingzhitian said, "I also advise you to take your villagers and leave the Ten Lands of Desolation. Go back where you came from, and be sent back to where you were born."
"Despicable!" "Argh..." Bali Dong was utterly enraged.
It was too ironic, calling his demon army "villagers"! A disgrace! And telling him to go back into his mother's womb, a slap in the face!
Seeing that the magic user was still in Mingzhitian's hands, on the verge of suffocation, Bali Dong said, "Release him."
Mingzhitian asked, "On what grounds?"
Bali Dong declared, "My words are absolute. You must obey."
Looking at his unquestionable gaze, Mingzhitian smiled. "Heh, I don't know how you command people in the Demon Sect, but this is the Ten Lands of Desolation, not your Demonic Gate Sect."
Bali Dong was somewhat surprised. "You... are you defying this Demon God?"
Mingzhitian replied, "You could say that. Let's stop the nonsense and make a deal. You release Tian Nanjie, and I'll release this brat."
Bali Dong stated, "Kupala is a traitor and a sinner of my Demonic Gate Sect. I cannot release him just because you say so."
Mingzhitian looked at him with interest. "Oh? So... there's no room for negotiation?"
Bali Dong looked at him meaningfully. "No negotiation..."
"Crack...!"
"Ugh..."
Before the Demon Ancestor's magic user could react, Mingzhitian twisted his neck, his head dangling at an unnatural angle.
"You!" Demon God Bali Dong looked at the scene in disbelief. Although he was cold-blooded, the death of a magic user was not unusual, even a confidant, a loyal subordinate cultivated for years, it didn't matter.
However, Mingzhitian had humiliated him, openly challenging his dignity under his authority! Right before his eyes as a Demon God, and under the gaze of nine hundred thousand demon soldiers, he had killed the magic user directly. This was a frontal display of power.
The Demon God was furious. He drew his demon hammer. "Kill them!"
The demon soldier army roared, "Kill, kill, kill!..."
Hong Lie Feng, wielding a halberd, swung it violently! Drawing a line on the ground. "Stop! No one moves!"
The nine hundred thousand demon soldiers stood their ground, staring directly at Hong Lie Feng, their formation incredibly orderly, ranked one, two, three... line after line, assembled into well-trained units.
Bali Dong's face fell. "Lie Feng, whose side are you on? Hurry over here."
Hong Lie Feng knelt before him and said respectfully, "Lord Demon God, Hong Lie Feng only asks you one question: Why do you launch a massive army to attack the Twenty-Three Sects and Thirty-Nine Gates?"
Bali Dong spread his hands. "Naturally, to rule the Ten Lands of Desolation. My Demonic Gate Sect has been dormant for too long. It's time for us to make a move and let them remember that we have not vanished, but are kings returning."
Hong Lie Feng countered, "They have families, they are flesh and blood. For your selfish desires, you spare no cost, and are willing to trade their lives for a piece of land?"