Halfway up Mount Cang, the atmosphere was oddly tense.
No one would think that Shi Xiaole, at his age, could fight against four top-class Devil Path warriors alone. Even withstanding only ten attacks would be difficult without revealing signs of defeat.
Poor Holy Young Master, making his first appearance, was about to be subdued by Demon Marquis's henchmen. Of course, this also reflected that he is no match for Demon Marquis.
The Devil Path always values survival of the fittest. Only the strongest can ascend to the highest seat and rule over everyone.
"Old Yi, are we really just going to watch?"
'Slaughter Demon Hand' Xiao Qian, one of the rescued Demon Path elders, asked 'Flying Demon' Yi Wentian.
"I said, this matter concerns the rise and fall of Devil Path, we can't let emotions interfere. Of course, if Demon Sky Sect dares to act ruthlessly, I'm not an ungrateful person either."
Yi Wentian calmly looked ahead.
