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"That's right!" echoed the Deer Monarch. "My children died at their hands. Instead of guessing, I'd rather slaughter a way out. So what if they are the Six Schools Three Sects. When have we demons been afraid of them?"

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"Well said! Isn't that the very reason why we are gathered here today? Regardless of who the culprit is, we have to slaughter our way out to exact vengeance for our brethren!" Even the timid Rabbit Monarch also stood up and echoed in agreement. After all, the species that had suffered the greatest losses was the rabbits.

"Agreed! If we don't exact vengeance, it would be embarrassing to call ourselves demons!"

"The dead souls of our departed brethren, we vow to exact revenge for you!"

"We shall rid those despicable humans and bring peace back to our Demon Realm!"

"For the Demon Realm..."

The other Demon Monarchs stood up in support, and even the demons gathered in the area returned to their true forms, baring their claws as they cried out for revenge. They were the very picture of an army that was prepared to march to war. All sorts of roarings from the demons swept through the area and reverberated through the clouds endlessly until...

"Hey..." A faint voice suddenly sounded amid the demon horde. "I don't think there is a need for you to proceed."

This objection that suddenly sounded amid the fervent demons managed to capture the attention of the demons despite being faint. The roarings came to an abrupt halt, and all the demons immediately scanned their surroundings for the perpetrator.

"Who is it?" the Tiger Monarch roared furiously as it searched for that cowardly demon.

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Despite possessing keen senses, the demons failed to find the one who had said those words.

"Who was the one who spoke earlier?" The Tiger Monarch was infuriated. "Where did such a timid demon come from? Show yourself!"

"Here! I'm here!"

"Where?" The demons scanned their surroundings once more, but still failed to find the originator of the voice.

"Here, here..." That voice sounded once more. "To your left, left... That's too much! Right, a little more to the right... You missed it again! Over here, look here!"

The demons followed the instructions of the voice, but they still failed to find the person.

"Sigh! Forget it, I'm here!"

It was only after a sigh sounded and a figure used all its limbs to climb up to the stand where the Demon Monarchs were seated did the demons finally see the source of the voice.

It was a woman dressed in a gray robe. Her shoulders were slouched weakly and her spiritless eyes seemed to droop lowly. Her entire being seemed to effuse an aura of laziness. She had a short and skinny figure, and her face was a little sallow.

Instantly, a single word emerged in the minds of every single demon: "Weak!" She was way too weak! Even the weakest, most pathetic demon present could blow her away with a single puff.

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It was no wonder they had failed to find her despite searching all day; such a demon was simply way too inconspicuous.

The hot-blooded Tiger Monarch could not stand for any of this. With an angry snort it said fiercely, "Hmph, you gutless fellow. To think a few mere cultivators are able to scare you to the point of assuming such a form." Demons possessed the ability to morph themselves, but this was the Myriad Demon Congregation. The demons gathered here were in their true forms yet she had chosen to retain her human form instead. This irritated the Tiger Monarch even further. "You do not dare show your true form to us? What kind of demon are you?"