Although the three demon lords did not recognize the old goat, they recognized the Demon Saint's Scepter. The aura emanating from the Demon Saint's Scepter made their blood seem to boil.
When the Demon Saint's scepter appeared, it represented the appearance of the demon clan's leader. Hundreds of millions of demons surrendered. That vast divine power directly caused the strong men in the Demon City who were possessed by the extraterritorial demons to disappear completely.
"Son of the Demon Saint?!"
Yue Chongshan, Lingzhi and Maha's eyes were all startled and fell on the old goat.
They had never imagined that this goat, which looked very ordinary and even a bit wretched, would actually be the son of the Demon Saint, the young master mentioned by the three great demon lords!
"Clan Leader Yue, long time no see!"
Ling Xiao glanced at Yue Chongshan and smiled slightly.
"It seems that Young Friend Ling has gained a great opportunity in the Demon Saint Palace. He actually survived the Black Water Tribulation and the Sky Wind Tribulation in one go!"
Yue Chongshan looked at Ling Xiao deeply and said with emotion.
When the three major tribes besieged the Moon City, Ling Xiao had just survived the Earth Tribulation. Unexpectedly, in just half a year, he had survived two tribulations. This speed of cultivation amazed Yue Chongshan.
"It was just luck!" Ling Xiao said with a smile.
"Are you the son of the Demon Saint? The three of them said that they were controlled by the ancient magic tree and had no control over themselves. I wonder if it's true?" Lingzhi looked at the old goat with some doubt and said.
"Everyone, the four major tribes are as close as a family, and they jointly protect the Lord God of War! The Monster City is indeed a little special. At the beginning, an ancient magic tree was suppressed by the Monster Saint. It was only after millions of years that the ancient magic tree found a loophole and controlled the people of the Monster City. Therefore, the damage caused to the three major tribes was not their intention. But fortunately, the ancient magic tree has been killed by us. I hope that the four major tribes can be reconciled in the future!"
The old goat glanced at the three patriarchs and smiled faintly.
“Hmph! That’s easy to say. Even if they are controlled by the Ancient Demonic Tree, their hands are stained with the blood of people from my three major tribes. They must pay the price!” Lingzhi said with some resentment.
Bai Ze Yao Zun glanced at the old goat and said, "Young Master, as long as you give the order, the three of us brothers will be ready to be killed and commit suicide to thank the world!"
"That's right! Young master, we three brothers will take responsibility for the mistakes we made. Please give the order!" Tyrant Tiger Demon Lord also said in a muffled voice.
The old goat didn't look at the three demon lords, but his eyes fell on the Lingzhi Mountain, and he said lightly: "I wonder what price the Ling Clan leader wants them to pay?"
"Just do as the three demon lords said. Let them commit suicide. As long as they die, my three tribes will never pursue the crimes of Demon City again!"
Lingzhi said indifferently.
Only at this moment did Ling Xiao take a good look at the Lingzhi tribe leader.
Lingzhi was wearing a palace dress, with a graceful figure. She looked to be in her thirties and quite beautiful. But at this moment, her face was cold and her lips were very thin, giving people a feeling of being mean and ungrateful.
Her tone was somewhat aggressive, and she insisted that the three demon lords commit suicide to apologize.
"Do the two chiefs of the Moon Tribe and the Buddha Tribe have the same opinion?" The old goat's smile grew a little cold, and he glanced at Yue Chongshan and Maha indifferently.
Ling Xiao knew that this was a sign of the old goat's anger, and Ling Zhi's words might have angered him.
Yue Chongshan frowned a little, looked at Lingzhi and said, "Sister Ling, please forgive them when you can. The demon kings of Demon City have all died in our hands, which can be regarded as revenge for those people! These three city lords were only controlled by the Phantom Demon Ancient Tree, and they were also helpless. I think we should just forget it!"
Maha nodded and said, "That's right! The Monster City has suffered heavy losses. If the three city lords commit suicide, the Monster Tribe will really be destroyed! Moreover, now that outsiders have gathered in the Cave of Time and want to open the Temple of Time, our four major tribes must guard the Temple of Time. Chief Spirit, please let us go!"
"No! They must commit suicide! My father, my grandfather, and countless strong men from my Spirit Tribe all died at the hands of the Demon City. I must avenge this! What does the destruction of their Demon Tribe have to do with me? Today, the three of them must die!"
Lingzhi was surprisingly stubborn and didn't even give face to Yue Chongshan and Maha. He looked at the three demon lords with a cold face and said.
"Young master, please give the order. I am willing to commit suicide to apologize!" Bai Ze Demon Lord's face was also slightly angry, and he bowed to the old goat.
"Young master, what do you mean by what does the destruction of our demon tribe have to do with her? This bitch deserves a slap in the face. Young master, you'd better let us commit suicide, so as not to suffer in front of this bitch!" The Tyrant Tiger Demon Lord said in a muffled voice, with an angry look on his face.
"Young master, I only ask for death!" The Divine Crane Demon Lord also said in a cold voice.
Obviously, Lingzhi's words made the three demon lords angry, but the Demon City was in the wrong to begin with, so they couldn't get angry and only asked for death.
"Ba Hu, who are you calling a thief? Do you have the guts to call me that again? Do you believe I will cut off your tongue?" Lingzhi's eyes turned cold, waiting for the Ba Hu demon to speak.
"You thief! You thief! You thief! So what if I called you? If the young master hadn't told me not to do it, I would have chopped you to death with one axe!"
The Tyrant Tiger Demon Lord glared with his big copper bell eyes, and there seemed to be flames bursting out of his eyes, and he was extremely angry.
"you wanna die!"
Lingzhi exuded a cold aura all over his body, as if he was about to go berserk.
"Shut up, everyone!"
The old goat suddenly roared, his voice like thunder, shocking everyone.
"You three are all from my demon tribe. I didn't agree to your death. Who dares to let you die? You have to admit your mistakes, but we, the demon tribe, can't let others slaughter us without resistance!"
The old goat glared at the three demon lords and said.
Although he was scolding the three demon lords, every word he said was alluding to Lingzhi, which immediately made Lingzhi's face become extremely ugly.
"Chief Ling, you keep saying how many people from the Spirit Tribe were killed by the Demon Tribe, but why didn't you come here to seek revenge before? Why did you wait until I destroyed the Phantom Demon Ancient Tree before you came here to show off? You said you wanted to kill yourself, a member of my Demon Tribe? I respect your Spirit Tribe's ancestor Ling Zun, who is one of the four great generals under the seat of the God of War, along with my father. But who are you? Are you qualified to give orders here?"
The old goat stared at Lingzhi and sneered, not being polite at all.
The old goat's words immediately made Lingzhi's face turn pale.
“Hahaha… Son of the Demon Saint?! The Demon Saint has been dead for millions of years. How dare you, a black-haired beast who came from nowhere, call yourself the son of the Demon Saint? Don’t think that just because you have obtained the Demon Saint’s scepter, you are truly the son of the Demon Saint. My Spirit Tribe does not recognize you as such! Since they are unwilling to commit suicide, the Demon Tribe can only wait for my Spirit Tribe’s revenge!”
Lingzhi stared at the old goat with an extremely cold voice.
(End of this chapter)