In the large conference room, voices urging Huo Fei to reconsider rose and fell. A group of Taoist priests, with righteous indignation, set aside their differences between humans and demons and, from the perspective of world peace, urged Huo Fei to think twice before acting. Especially after hearing that Huo Fei was likely to break through, their persuasion intensified.

What a joke! Huo Fei's current strength is enough to intimidate the entire cultivation world by himself. If he were to return to the Buddhist sect for seclusion, he would only become more fearsome when he reappears.

Huo Fei closed his eyes slightly, concealing the dark light flowing within them. He pursed his lips, a hint of mockery flashing across his cold, hard face.

Having dealt with these monks for decades, he had long since figured out the cold-bloodedness hidden behind their compassion.

They pride themselves on being spiritual practitioners, possessing broad minds, refraining from indiscriminate killing, and showing boundless love for their own kind. Even ordinary lives, as insignificant as ants, are precious to them, and they readily offer assistance to their people in times of trouble. However, towards other races, even those who merely wish to live in peace and harbor no intention of harm, they remain constantly on guard.

Because, in their hearts, those who are not of our kind must have different minds.

Having been out of the mountains for so many years, he had seen through everything he needed to. Although he did not agree with the demon race's wanton killing of mortals, he wondered why death row inmates could have their sentences reduced, while the demon race was so harsh that they gave no chance for redemption.

To put it bluntly, out of the more than one billion people in the human race, the number who die at the hands of other races is probably less than one ten-thousandth of the number who die among their own kind.

Just look at the demons imprisoned in the demon prison and you'll know.

Throughout the entire country of China, how many demons are imprisoned for committing crimes? Even including those demons who committed heinous crimes and were killed on the spot upon arrest, the total number is less than a hundred. Compared to the number of people executed in human prisons every year, the demon race is practically innocent. Yet, even so, they keep a close eye on the demon race, fearing that the demons might grow too powerful and threaten them.

"Bingquan, know when to stop." While everyone was trying to persuade Huo Fei, an old Taoist priest with long eyebrows sitting close to He Bingquan across the long table quietly said to He Bingquan.

The old Taoist priest looked at He Bingquan, who exuded a cold aura, and his eyes flashed with disapproval.

Using Huo Fei as a scapegoat... It's amazing he even thought of that. Sigh, he's still too young.

Upon hearing the old Taoist's voice, He Bingquan's cold and stern face twitched almost imperceptibly. He offered a way out: "Protector Huo, you misunderstand. I was just asking casually. The main issue is that Tengshe has appeared in the world, but it is not under the control of the Special Security Bureau... I sent someone to Fuding Mountain to find him, hoping to have him come to headquarters to make a record, but unexpectedly, they discovered four other great demons there."

Huo Fei raised his eyes and said meaningfully, "The demon race is leisurely and has never liked to get involved in worldly affairs. They love deep mountains and forests the most. Although Fuding Mountain is not a blessed place, it is still a place rarely visited by humans. It is not surprising that a few demons live there."

After saying that, he looked at He Bingquan and sneered: "Hmph, do you think demons are like humans, with nothing better to do than act as righteous messengers all over the world?"

None of the people present were fools; they all understood Huo Fei's veiled sarcasm.

He exclaimed: "...Look how well-behaved my demon race is! Even the great demons are too lazy to come down the mountain for a stroll. They all hide in the deep mountains and forests. What more do you want?"

Everyone: "......!"

It's not surprising that powerful demons live deep in the mountains and forests, but when did your demon race change its habits and start liking to live together? For thousands of years, haven't you all lived separately?

The simultaneous appearance of four powerful demons at Fuding Mountain is so eerie that no one would believe it.

Huo Fei ignored them, straightened his tall figure abruptly, and scanned the people sitting there with his sharp eyes. He asked in a cold voice, "Does the demon that appeared in Fuding Mountain carry blood energy? Does it commit evil deeds and kill innocent people indiscriminately? If not, then it is not within the scope of our discussion at this meeting."

After he finished speaking, Huo Fei's aura suddenly changed drastically, and a huge pressure instantly emanated from where he was sitting.

His face was cold and stern as he looked directly at He Bingquan across the long table: "Director He, our clan has always followed the rules you set for us and has never acted recklessly. As the director of the Special Security Bureau, I hope you can enforce the law impartially and uphold the original agreement. Demons who have not shed blood are not within the jurisdiction of the Special Security Bureau... I hope Director He understands that demons cherish freedom, and it is their freedom to roam among humans. If you continue to hold this prejudiced attitude towards demons, I think I should talk to the head of the He family again about the contents of the original agreement."

Huo Fei unleashed his overwhelming aura, instantly intimidating everyone present. The demonic energy was so immense that it made it hard for them to breathe. Everyone's expression changed drastically, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Since Huo Fei left the mountain, he has been seen by all cultivators as a cold and aloof demon who is devoted to cultivation. In the past, Huo Fei rarely spoke in any meeting, and he never objected to the tasks issued by the Special Security Bureau.

This is the first time anyone has seen him lose his temper.

The long-browed old Taoist who had spoken up to persuade He Bingquan earlier saw that Huo Fei seemed genuinely angry. He sighed inwardly, stood up, bowed slightly to Huo Fei, and said, "Senior Huo, please calm down. Young man, you are ignorant. I will discuss this with Elder He later."

These younger generations are truly ignorant and arrogant.

Do you really think Huo Fei is just a protector of Luohan Temple? Didn't you see that even an old man like him has to be extremely respectful to Huo Fei?

"Protector Huo"? How could they even bring themselves to call him that?

The founder of Luohan Temple; the Dharma protector who guards the Bodhi tree; even Yuan Chi of Luohan Temple has to respectfully call him the Patriarch. Do these people really think that Yuan Chi is just a monk who has lost his temper from chanting scriptures?

Killing Buddhas is not as simple as just saying it.

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