Boom—
The earth trembled.
Two vast surges of Demonic Qi violently collided.
Shockwaves rolled like thunder from a clear sky, scattering the clouds and mist for miles around.
Before the dust could settle.
The two figures had already clashed and separated, each retreating to their own side.
On the left stood a man in crimson robes, hovering in mid-air.
He possessed a handsome appearance, with a face like polished jade and lips as red as rouge.
However, his eyes were narrow and slanted slightly upward at the corners, exuding a sinister, effeminate aura.
Most striking was the cluster of crimson fur at the center of his brow, resembling flickering flames that extended into his temples.
The Spirit Mountain Demon Emperor, Red Silk Ribbon.
And opposite him.
A colossal figure dug its feet into the ground, carving two deep trenches into the rocky surface before finally halting its retreat.
It had the head of an ox and the body of a man, standing over thirty feet tall.
Its muscles were knotted like piled rocks, with bluish-black skin crisscrossed with scars.
A nose ring swayed as two streams of white vapor shot from its nostrils like sharp swords.
At this moment.
The Old Ox was glaring fixedly at the crimson-robed man across from it.
Its bell-sized eyes were filled with disbelief and towering rage.
"Red Silk Ribbon!"
The Old Ox's voice was low, rumbling like muffled thunder in its throat.
"You, a dignified Spirit Mountain Demon Emperor... would stoop to such despicable acts?!"
"Earlier, you said you were just passing by, merely wanting to pay your respects... I treated you with fine wine and meat, regarding you as an honored guest!"
"And this is how you repay me?!"
Facing the Old Ox's accusations.
Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon remained calm and composed.
"Treasures of Heaven and Earth in this world are inherently ownerless."
"Since they are ownerless, naturally, they belong to the virtuous and are taken by the powerful."
As he spoke, his gaze passed over the Old Ox's massive frame, greedily settling on the depths of the cave behind it.
There, a dazzling silver light flickered in the darkness.
It seemed to swirl with rosy clouds and gather moonlight.
twelve-colored rosy cloud silver.
Such a treasure, capable of tempering the Primordial Spirit—if he could obtain it... the fire in Red Silk Ribbon's eyes burned even brighter.
He looked at the Old Ox and chuckled lightly, "Brother Ox, you're just too rigid."
"Guarding this treasure for so many years, yet you don't know how to adapt."
"I merely want to help it find a better home. Why get so angry?"
"Bullshit!!!"
The Old Ox roared, causing rocks to tumble down the mountain.
For this twelve-colored rosy cloud silver, it had guarded this desolate, godforsaken wilderness for thousands of years.
Enduring wind and rain, never leaving day or night.
Just waiting for tonight's full moon, the moment the treasure fully formed.
As an Ascending the Tower demon immortal, hailing from the Ten Thousand Demon Great Marsh, it was already notorious for its ferocity.
Every demon and monster within a thousand miles knew this territory was its turf.
Even with ten times the courage, none would dare provoke it.
But who could have imagined... despite all precautions, the thief came from within.
This Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon, born of the orthodox Spirit Mountain lineage, usually presented himself as an enlightened, noble demon, full of talk about benevolence, morality, rules, and etiquette.
The Ten Thousand Demon Great Marsh and Spirit Mountain, while not exactly allies, had always kept to their own domains and maintained some rapport.
They were all demons with Dao Lineage and status.
They valued face and upheld rules.
Therefore.
When Red Silk Ribbon claimed he only wanted to look and would not lay a hand on it.
Though wary, the Old Ox didn't take it too seriously.
But who could have known... appearances can be deceiving.
This beast harbored such a filthy, greedy heart!
Such behavior—how is it any different from those uncivilized beasts?!
"Fine... fine indeed, 'belonging to the virtuous'!"
The Old Ox laughed in extreme anger, its laughter shrill and bitter.
The Demonic Qi around its body surged instantly, transforming into billowing black smoke that shot straight into the sky.
Its originally bluish-black skin now took on a bloody hue.
"Since you won't follow the rules, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
"When I return to the Ten Thousand Demon Great Marsh, I will surely invite the Lord to come out and go to your Spirit Mountain to settle this matter!"
Mentioning the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Great Marsh finally caused a slight flicker in Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon's indifferent expression.
But it was only a flicker.
Since they had already torn off the mask, there was no turning back.
As long as he devoured this twelve-colored rosy cloud silver and refined it into his Primordial Spirit.
By then.
What could anyone do to him?
At most, he'd offer apologies... could they possibly dig it out of his Primordial Spirit?
Thinking this, murderous intent flashed in Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon's eyes.
Besides... if he permanently silenced this stupid ox here, who would ever know about today's events?
Just as Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon gathered Demonic Qi in his palm, ready to strike a fatal blow.
"No need to find others to settle this. How about I settle it for you?"
Both the ox and the demon, poised for a life-or-death struggle, froze.
In this desolate wilderness, besides them, there was actually someone else?
The two demons paused simultaneously, instinctively turning their heads toward the voice.
Not far away.
A figure in dark robes was dragging a half-dead Old Flood Dragon, slowly descending from the clouds.
The girl stood tall and straight, her expression cold and stern. Without bothering to conceal herself, she boldly intruded into this battlefield of Ascending the Tower demon immortals.
Beside her, there was also a boy with delicate features like carved jade, his hands clasped behind his back.
This combination was rather peculiar.
Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon narrowed his eyes, his Divine Thought sweeping over them instantly.
Ascending the Tower... first level?
As for the Old Flood Dragon, its cultivation was only at the Mountain Gazing Realm.
"Who are you?"
Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon didn't act rashly, only asking coldly.
Jiang Yuechu ignored his question, casually tossing Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable aside.
Her gaze swept over the faint silver light emanating from the depths of the cave, then looked at the two demons in confrontation.
Finally, her eyes settled on the Old Ox, whose face was filled with shock and suspicion.
"Is this treasure yours?"
The Old Ox was taken aback, nodding instinctively, "Yes, it's what I've been guarding..."
Before it could finish.
Jiang Yuechu turned to Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon, "You want to steal it?"
Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon frowned, a surge of inexplicable anger rising in his heart.
This Human Race girl had an incredibly arrogant tone.
As if these two demon emperors, who commanded respect in their domains, were nothing more than street thugs brawling in her eyes.
"This lord's actions require no explanation to..."
"Enough."
Jiang Yuechu cut him off, her expression indifferent as she adjusted her sleeves.
"Since everyone wants it, then no one gets it."
"This thing belongs to me."
As soon as these words were spoken.
Dead silence fell over the scene.
The Old Ox widened its bell-like eyes, and Demon Emperor Red Silk Ribbon laughed in extreme anger.
Where did this reckless fool come from?
Was she tired of living?
And behind Jiang Yuechu.
Wang Ziyu looked at the two terrifying demon emperors, then at the fearless girl in front of him.
His little face scrunched up like a bitter melon.
He raised a hand to cover his forehead, sighing helplessly.
Barging out so boldly... all that saliva wasted on the road earlier was for nothing.
This girl hadn't listened to a single word.
Acting out was one thing, but she had to offend both sides at once.
Was this mediating a fight?
This was clearly adding fuel to the fire, jumping into the flames with a bucket of oil!
Wang Ziyu shook his head, spread his hands, and silently took half a step back.
"What a disaster..."