Despite the immense displeasure and humiliation the demon race felt in their hearts, they still complied with Di Jun's, or rather Xu Fang's, intentions and began to produce treasures from their possessions, all for the sake of safely leaving this place.
After all, the five allied armies were watching with predatory intent, and if they did not heed Xu Fang's words, they would truly be descended upon for a "discussion" the next moment.
In such a scenario, the peace Di Jun had painstakingly brokered through compromise would be shattered. Not only would they lose face, but everyone would also risk losing their lives.
When compared to that, handing over some treasures to secure their survival was not something the demon race found as utterly unbearable.
Thus, those among the demon race who possessed magical artifacts produced them, and those who didn't offered spiritual herbs, medicines, or pills. In essence, they brought out all the treasures they had.
For those who truly had nothing, they borrowed from their companions. After all, when one's life and possessions were at stake, the demon race dared not be negligent.
Seeing this, Xu Fang smiled faintly and glanced back at the Golden-Winged Great Peng.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng immediately understood and quickly stepped forward.
"Senior, rest assured, I'm familiar with this. Leave it to me!"
After joyfully responding, the Golden-Winged Great Peng, along with Ao Xue, flew up and landed before the demon race.
They had previously experienced having to offer treasures to spare their lives from powerful beings, and this was now a familiar process.
"You demons, who choose the path to hell when the heavens offer no road, are truly ignorant of death. I can't even be bothered to lecture you."
Standing beside Di Jun, the Golden-Winged Great Peng shouted at the assembled demon race, showing them no respect whatsoever.
"It is only because Senior Xu Fang is kind-hearted and willing to grant you a path to survival that you stand there foolishly. Hurry up, get in line, one by one!"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng bellowed, completely disregarding Di Jun and the other demons present.
The demon race, looking at the Golden-Winged Great Peng acting presumptuously under Xu Fang's guise, seethed with anger. Their eyes blazed with fury, wishing they could immediately rush forward and make him feel the might of the demon race's iron fists.
Di Jun, standing beside the Peng, felt an itch in his palm, impulsively wanting to smash him into a pulp.
However, gazing at Xu Fang, who stood there with a half-smile, Di Jun had to forcibly suppress his rage and produced two treasures, tossing them at the Golden-Winged Great Peng's feet.
"This is for myself and my brother Taiyi."
Di Jun uttered this, suppressing his anger, and then, with the already unconscious Eastern Emperor Taiyi, retreated to the side, making way for the demons behind them.
If Eastern Emperor Taiyi were awake, he would likely have already charged forward to fight.
"Hey, you demon, why are you cutting in line! Never mind, never mind, you are the Demon Emperor, I'll let you exercise your privilege!"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng grumbled discontentedly, scolding Di Jun for his lack of manners.
Di Jun's palm itched uncontrollably. Why was this fellow courting death so relentlessly? Did he think he couldn't be crushed?
However, Di Jun knew that any action on his part would escalate into an all-out war. He could only silently retreat to the side and chant to himself, "Don't get angry."
The Golden-Winged Great Peng also knew when to stop, not further mocking Di Jun, and turned to shout at the demons behind.
"Alright, alright, you lot, stop standing there like fools. Your Demon Emperor has already set the example, don't you know what to do?"
"Come on, let this bird with no worldly experience take a look at the foundations of your demon race! Haha!"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng roared with laughter, never imagining a day would come when he could extort the prosperous demon race.
Truly, this was the peak of his avian life. After extorting powerful beings of heaven and earth, he was now extorting a great race of heaven and earth. It was an unprecedented feat.
Gratitude to Senior Xu Fang for giving me this opportunity, allowing me, the Golden-Winged Great Peng, to have such a day of pride and prominence!
The demon race, looking at the Golden-Winged Great Peng's smug and ecstatic face, were consumed by rage.
However, it could only be internal burning. Since their Demon Emperor had set the precedent, how could they dare to act rashly against this opponent?
They could only suppress their anger, obediently line up, and come forward one by one to pay their tributes.
This scene evoked a sense of shared suffering among the great beings present. How long ago was it that they, too, under the tyranny of this great devil Xu Fang, had to offer treasures to spare their lives?
Of course, now that the situation had befallen the demon race, they felt more schadenfreude.
"I never imagined, never imagined that the demon race, who roamed freely across the Primordial Era, would face such a day!"
"This is a day destined to be recorded in history. We are all witnessing history!"
"Demon race, hold on, demon race, don't cry, you are the best!"
The great beings watched the spectacle with keen interest, exclaiming loudly and commenting on the demon race.
This large-scale extorting of the demon race was truly a sight to behold, unprecedented and perhaps unrepeatable, destined to become a beautiful legend in the Primordial Era.
To personally witness this historic moment was truly an honor!
Upon hearing such words, the members of the demon race could only pretend not to hear. After throwing their treasures at the Golden-Winged Great Peng's feet, they stood behind Di Jun, their faces ashen and exceedingly grim.
They were filled with anger and confusion, their silence palpable, as if they were broken souls who had lost their dreams, their bodies left behind while their spirits had departed.
Their dejected appearance even made those great beings who had been mocking them feel a bit ashamed, as if they had driven them to the brink of despair and incurred a sense of guilt.
Even as allies of Xu Fang, the armies of the five allied forces, looking at the demon race in this state, felt that it would be rather unkind to mock them further.
Who could have imagined that the demon race, who had unhindered dominion over the Primordial Era, would suffer such a catastrophic defeat at the East Sea, due to Xu Fang, the greatest setback in their history?
On the Wu clan's side, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Hou Tu, the three Ancestral Witches, watched their greatest rivals, the demon race, silently accept such humiliation and expressed their emotions.
"This is truly killing with a heartless blow. Fellow Daoist Xu Fang truly has a way with things!"
"Indeed, I finally understand why the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes were so eager to help Xu Fang!"
"It seems we need to foster a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Xu Fang. Dealing with the demon race is clearly something this Daoist is more adept at!"
The three Ancestral Witches were utterly convinced. Xu Fang's methods of dealing with the demon race were clearly more professional than their own Wu clan's.
Although they had not utilized the armies of the five allied forces to inflict great losses on the demon race this time,
this operation had made them feel more unbearable than if they had been killed.
In full view of everyone, this was a public execution. The psychological torment the demon race here endured was clearly more severe than physical injury.
This scene today would undoubtedly become a psychological scar. If not handled properly, it could easily develop into inner demons.
The Wu clan and the demon race had been in conflict for so long, and the number of demons killed was incalculable. However, when compared to what Xu Fang had done today, those deaths and injuries seemed insignificant.