At that moment, Zayan was still slowly recovering his spiritual sense under a tree on Demonia Mountain. Xavion was getting bored, fiddling with a golden knife in his hand.
At that moment, two branch leaders returned but didn’t bring anyone else from the Demon Seal Alliance. Zayan frowned. “What’s with the two of you? Do you not have any subordinates?”
“Mr. Cabeza, we received a message from Mr. Lefterov. Take a look.” One of the branch masters handed a communication device to Zayan. Zayan accepted it. He read it with his spiritual sense and furrowed his brows.
“What did my father said, Mr. Cabeza?” asked Xavion.
“It seems we aren’t allowed to deal with Jared on Demonia Mountain. Right now, everyone in that region is forbidden from attacking anyone. The main demon factions on Demonia Mountain have reached an agreement with the nearby sects to enforce that rule. To think all these people want a piece of the pie waiting in the Celestial Battlefield so badly that they’re willing to cooperate with the Demonic Cultivators. How shameless!” spat Zayan disdainfully.
Upon ending his sentence, he instantly felt embarrassed. After all, the Demon Seal Alliance was also working with the Demonic Cultivators behind the scenes.
The only difference was that those on Demonia Mountain were doing so openly.
In response, Xavion persuaded, “In that case, we can visit the Celestial Battlefield too, Mr. Cabeza. You don’t need to worry about my safety there.”
“Mr. Xavion, they only mentioned that no one is allowed to fight on Demonia Mountain. Once inside the Celestial Battlefield, no one can control anyone. People will definitely battle each other for the various magical items there. While I can bring you there to take a look, you aren’t allowed to enter the Celestial Battlefield. If anything happens to you, I won’t be able to explain myself to your father,” said Zayan. While those people can prevent conflicts from erupting on Demonia Mountain, no one will give a d*mn about the rules once they’re inside the Celestial Battlefield.
“Let’s go, then! Since we can’t do anything on Demonia Mountain, we’ll just wait until Jared leaves the place and deal with him then,” said Xavion impatiently.
Resignedly, Zayan led Xavion toward Creston Sect Creston Sect could be considered the largest sect on Demonia Mountain. It had been residing in a large crack deep within Demonia Mountain.
As people rarely passed by that area, and it was swarming with demon beasts, human cultivators rarely visited the place. Creston Sect had the space to develop.
If not for the Celestial Battlefield, barely anyone would visit Demonia Mountain. Igor eventually brought Jared’s group to Creston Sect’s territory. Above the sect was a gigantic dimensional crack.
The crack appeared to be tearing the sky apart, surrounded by a cloud of white mist. Anyone could see the continually spinning vortexes above them. Those were all temporal disturbances.
“It seems it’ll only be mere days before the Celestial Battlefield fully opens,” said Igor as he glanced at the crack.
“So that’s what the entrance to the Celestial Battlefield looks like. It’s completely different from how I imagined it to be!”
“What a superb sight! Also, to think that Creston Sect is such a huge demonic sect despite the current situation in the Ethereal Realm.”
“If the Celestial Battlefield opens at such an obscure location, how did news of it spread out? Were Creston Sect themselves the ones who leaked the news?”
“Why didn’t Creston Sect keep this matter a secret and take the magical items for themselves when the entrance opens?”
“Is this a conspiracy?”
The crowd had numerous thoughts on the matter because they were still wary about the Demonic Cultivators.
