Chapter 335
The young man in the purple robe was none other than Bai Yongzhe, the Demon Lord of this region.
He watched the projection of the battle on the ground with keen interest, finding the situation rather amusing.
"Traveling hundreds of thousands of kilometers, mobilizing their entire sect, all to avenge a few disciples?" Bai Yongzhe mused. "Tsk tsk, Heavenly Dragon Cliff is certainly intriguing."
At that moment, a towering demon over three meters tall, with crimson skin, stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "Demon Lord, based on the current situation, it seems unlikely that Blackstone Monastery will be able to resist Heavenly Dragon Cliff's assault. Should we intervene?"
This demon, named Shi Nüe, was a peak Heavenly Demon cultivator and Bai Yongzhe’s top general. He also happened to be a close friend of Blackstone Monastery’s sect master, Ge Linfei.
Bai Yongzhe glanced at Shi Nüe, his gaze cold and indifferent. He remained silent.
Shi Nüe trembled under the weight of that gaze and hastily added, "Demon Lord, I am not suggesting we assist Ge Linfei. However, Heavenly Dragon Cliff is a sect under Bai Xichu's territory. For them to recklessly enter our domain and attack another sect—don't you think they've overstepped their bounds?"
Bai Yongzhe remained quiet for a moment before replying softly, "This matter stems from Blackstone Monastery's wrongdoing. Heavenly Dragon Cliff is justified in seeking justice for their fallen disciples. As Demon Lord, if I were to interfere in a dispute between sects, I would be accused of being intolerant and petty."
He continued, "Besides, Blackstone Monastery has been using your name to cover up their unsavory actions for years. It’s long overdue for some discipline."
Hearing this, Shi Nüe understood Bai Yongzhe's intent and bowed his head. "I was thoughtless. Please punish me, Demon Lord."
Bai Yongzhe waved a hand dismissively and returned his attention to the battle projection. His gaze lingered on Ye Yu.
The young demon cultivator who had so boldly raised the banner of righteousness at the start of the conflict now sat cross-legged atop a spiritual boat, his eyes closed in meditation, completely detached from the chaos of the battle.