Hearing this, Yu Qingzi frowned apologetically, but before she could say anything, she heard Gui Yi continue, "We've been waiting for ten days but still haven't seen the Demon Lord. Is he planning to keep us in the Demon Palace and never let us celebrate his birthday? If we can't see the real master, then why should we celebrate his birthday? Unless... the Demon Lord can't show up to see us!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the righteous cultivators fell silent immediately.
This answer was the only explanation they got after discussing for so long.
They had united because they were worried about the Demon Lord and had searched all the way to the Demon Palace. But when they arrived at the Demon Palace, the Demon Lord refused to see them. Doesn't this mean that the Demon Lord was in trouble and couldn't show up?
Qin Guihe's eyes were blazing with fire, and he shouted angrily, "What do you mean, old thief? Keep your mouth shut! Do you think you can just make up the affairs of our Palace Master?"
Gui Yi said, "Then if you have the guts, ask the Demon Lord to come out and see us!"
As he spoke, Gui Yi tightened his grip on Yunxiang's throat even more.
Although Yunxiang was a prominent figure of the younger generation, having reached the Nascent Soul stage in her early forties, only six months after Luo Jianqing, she was still no match for Gui Yi, who was in the late Mahayana stage. She whimpered in pain, her face flushed red, which angered Luo Jianqing, and the Buddhist disciple glared at Gui Yi in dissatisfaction.
Just as a great battle was about to break out, at this moment, a powerful and fierce pressure came down, like thunder descending to the world, with dense blood clouds, and the pressure condensed into a vast ocean, drowning everyone.
Gui Yi was also crushed by this might, unable to move. His face turned red with pain, and finally blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He immediately let go of Yun Xiang's hand. Qin Guihe quickly snatched Yun Xiang back, but Gui Yi's eyes were red and his body was shaking, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
The pressure still did not stop, but almost all of it was concentrated on Gui Yi.
After a long time, a cold and sinister laugh was heard. The voice was low and soft, but full of spiritual power. Every word was so heavy that Gui Yi slowly knelt on the ground, unable to move.
"This deity and that Xuan Lingzi haven't made a move for a hundred years, and you scum think that as long as you reach the late Mahayana stage, you can turn the world upside down? If you want to see this deity so much, then I will be waiting for you in the hall in three days.
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