"Hroooooar!"
The instant the Demonic Monkey King's voice fell, eight powerful beast spirits from the Spirit Realm let out a collective roar towards the sky. Then, they sprinted through the air, their bloodthirsty maws full of fangs gaping wide as they charged towards the Clan of the Realm and the experts of the four major powers, ready to begin a massacre.
Facing this scene, all the members of the Clan of the Realm and the four great powers shut their eyes in terror, unable to bear witnessing such a bloody spectacle.
The people from the Spirit Realm Guild, on the other hand, were all faces filled with vindictive satisfaction. Not only did they show no sympathy whatsoever, but they secretly cheered on the eight beast spirits, hoping they would quickly eliminate this great enemy.
However, no one dared to lend a hand, for they too were terrified of those eight spirits, fearing that if they entered the fray, they might be accidentally injured, which would be a loss far greater than the gain.
"ALL OF YOU, STOP RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Yet, just as the situation hung by a thread, a voice suddenly thundered in the distant sky. At the same time, a majestic and overwhelming pressure descended from above.
"Awoooo..."
Once that voice sounded, the eight incomparably powerful beast spirits actually let out low whimpers and retreated one by one behind the Demonic Monkey King. They cast fearful glances towards the southern horizon, and in that moment, everyone's gaze followed suit, because that voice had come from that direction.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."
Soon, from the southern horizon, the sound of rolling thunder approached. Several golden war chariots appeared under the night sky, soaring through the air and speeding towards the Spirit Realm Guild.
These chariots were each pulled by a massive Heaven Martial-realm demon beast, exuding an extraordinary presence. Under the night sky, their golden surfaces gleamed, dazzlingly bright.
Behind these golden chariots followed an army of tens of thousands.
The soldiers were all clad in golden armor, riding war horses capable of flight. Within the army, several war banners stood tall, each emblazoned with the four large characters "Jiang Dynasty".
"The Jiang Dynasty, have they finally intervened?" Looking at the Jiang Dynasty's army, Chu Feng murmured to himself.
"It seems they're a little late," Zi Ling added from beside him.
"No, the way I see it, they've arrived at just the right moment," the Demonic Monkey King chuckled, giving Chu Feng and Zi Ling a knowing smile before narrowing his eyes toward the Jiang Dynasty's army.
Finally, under the gaze of countless onlookers, the Jiang Dynasty's army halted in mid-air. They did not move above the Spirit Realm Guild but stopped outside its perimeter.
"Clan Leader of the Clan of the Realm, Guild Master of the Spirit Realm Guild, come here at once!"
Suddenly, from within an enormous war chariot, another commanding shout rang out. As this voice sounded, a powerful force erupted from the chariot, sweeping across the heaven and earth. The restraining force of the Demonic Monkey King over the Clan of the Realm and the four major powers was shattered by this immense power.
"It's the Imperial Lord, the Imperial Lord of the Jiang Dynasty!" At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Spirit Realm Guild furrowed their brows. They had recognized the newcomer's identity—it was the Imperial Lord of the Jiang Dynasty.
"The Imperial Lord, it's the Imperial Lord! Wonderful, wonderful! Hahaha..." In contrast to the Spirit Realm Guild's furrowed brows, the people from the Clan of the Realm and the four great powers were all overjoyed, beaming as if they had grasped a lifeline. They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, smiling so widely they couldn't close their mouths.
"Whoosh!" At the same time, Jie Xingpeng was also ecstatic. He launched himself into the air, flying first toward the chariot where the Imperial Lord was located.