Qian Learning State Boundary, Third Grade Territory, desolate countryside.
A ruin where a "Blood Banquet" is about to take place.
All the Demon Cultivators suddenly had their minds go blank.
They stood frozen like statues in the wind, standing there bewildered for a long time.
The plan was ready, the Taoist Court dogs fell into the trap, the ambush circle was closing, everyone was sharpening their knives, bloodthirsty and frenzied, caught unprepared, but suddenly a message came, saying there was a spy, and the plan needed to be halted...
Near the ruins, the densely packed Demon Cultivators couldn't help but look at each other, and then all eyes turned to the leading Golden Core Demon Heads.
At the forefront of the crowd, several Golden Core Demon Heads, clad in pitch-black Demon Path cloaks, swirling with Demonic Qi around them, their faces obscured by murky Demonic Qi, all frowned simultaneously.
One person spoke hoarsely, "What's going on?"
