As the Divine Sense of the Bu Mie Demon God gradually dissipated, the terrifying pressure that had been overshadowing the Demon Hall also vanished, allowing the Demon Cultivators who had been under the heavy oppressive atmosphere to finally breathe a sigh of relief and experience a momentary relaxation of their tense nerves.
After seeing off the Divine Thought of the Bu Mie Demon God, several Demon Lords sat in a circle, exchanging glances with each other, each with a somber expression and heavy hearts.
The Blood Refining Demon Lord, dressed in a blood-red robe, his gaze sharp as a knife, stared angrily at the Primordial Spirit of Bu Mie Demon Lord Tian Jue, furiously calling his name: "We are now surrounded by formidable enemies, yet you have brought us such immense trouble once again, Tian Jue! You are truly adept at causing us distress!"
