All beings present, whether from the Wu clan, the Three Clans, or other factions, had their gazes fixed on Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi.
They all understood perfectly that the current situation, whether it led to a fight or a truce, rested entirely on the decision of these two.
Di Jun, looking at the Wu clan and the Qilin clan surrounding them from the outside, and then at the Dragon and Phoenix clans, along with the forces of the Immortal Court, all eagerly waiting within the encirclement, his brows furrowed deeply, his expression grim.
If a battle were to truly break out, the Demon clan would be facing five opposing forces.
Even though Di Jun believed the individual combat prowess of the Demon clan far surpassed these five factions, he could not guarantee their victory in such a predicament.
Perhaps, managing to break out and escape would be a great fortune in itself.
However, even if they managed to escape, it was likely that less than one in ten of the Demon clan present today would survive; the majority would perish here.
But if they didn't fight, with the overwhelming pressure from the five forces and the watchful eyes of numerous powerful beings from heaven and earth, how could the Demon clan withdraw unscathed?
Di Jun's gaze involuntarily fell upon the ranks of the Demon clan.
At this moment, even though the demons, facing the covetous stares of the five forces, put on a brave front, appearing ready to fight to the death, their slightly trembling limbs and unconcealed fear spoke volumes about their lack of hope for this battle and their overwhelming despair.
Under such circumstances, already outnumbered and showing fear before any fighting had begun, they wouldn't even be able to perform at their usual strength, let alone fight one against a hundred.
Di Jun found himself in an agonizing dilemma: to fight or to retreat, neither seemed viable, leaving him in extreme distress.
"If only I had known, I wouldn't have come here. What's the point of the Huang Zhong Li, or Penglai Immortal Island? Whoever wants them can have them! Damn it!"
Di Jun was vexed and couldn't help but curse internally.
While Di Jun was troubled, Dong Huang Tai Yi was filled with rage.
The words of the dark jade Qilin had already made him feel as if the entire Demon clan was about to explode. A mere, declining Qilin clan dared to trample on the Demon clan when they were down, truly showing no respect for them.
Now, feeling the contemptuous gazes of all the beings present, as if they were looking at a dying dog, Dong Huang Tai Yi could no longer tolerate it. These people truly treated the Demon clan as a fallen canine!
This filled Dong Huang Tai Yi, the foremost power of the Demon clan and their Emperor, with unbearable humiliation!
"Well done, Qilin clan. You have brought the wrath of war upon yourselves. Do not blame our Demon clan!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi erupted in fury, pointing at the dark jade Qilin and roaring. His finger then swept across the Dragon clan, the Phoenix clan, the Immortal Court, and others, speaking indignantly.
"You! And you! And all of you!"
"Since you are helping Xu Fang, you are making enemies of our Demon clan! How can our Demon clan spare you!"
"My brave warriors of the Demon clan, charge! Slay the enemies before us and raze Penglai Immortal Island!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi was beyond enraged, and immediately prepared to summon the Demon clan's army to charge forward, to let these people know the might of the Demon clan.
These people wanted to kick a dog when it was down? Then let them see clearly who was the dog being kicked between them and the Demon clan!
However, as Dong Huang Tai Yi's words fell, there was no movement from the Demon clan. It was as if they hadn't heard his command.
The members of the Demon clan were clear-sighted. They knew that if they were to obey Dong Huang Tai Yi and charge out, the battle would erupt uncontrollably.
Perhaps the Demon clan wouldn't be annihilated here, and some might even escape.
But facing such a disadvantage, none of the demons present could be certain that they would be the ones to escape, rather than someone else.
Therefore, they ignored Dong Huang Tai Yi's words, their gazes falling upon the solemn Di Jun.
Compared to the volatile Dong Huang Tai Yi, Di Jun was clearly more trustworthy at the moment.
However, Di Jun's heart was also filled with misery; he had no idea how to resolve the current predicament.
Sensing the gazes of his clansmen, he became even more flustered and lost, with no clue how to deal with the situation.
At this moment, Di Jun intensely envied the Kun Peng who was lying on the ground feigning death.
"I should have just played dead with him instead of standing here!"
Seeing that no one from the Demon clan responded and all eyes were on Di Jun, Dong Huang Tai Yi immediately spoke.
"Brother, what are you waiting for? These scoundrels look down on our Demon clan so much. As Demon Emperors, how can we let them continue to do so?"
"Brother, please issue the command immediately. Dong Huang Tai Yi is willing to lead the charge."
Before Dong Huang Tai Yi could finish, Di Jun quickly silenced him.
"Tai Yi, if you can remain silent, do so. Has your mouth not caused enough trouble already?"
Di Jun rebuked his foolish brother with a look of exasperation.
This stupid younger brother, with his continuous blunders, had only caused Xu Fang to gain more allies. Di Jun was already furious.
Even though he knew that these people would have stepped forward even if Dong Huang Tai Yi had remained silent, his repeated provocations had severely dampened the morale of the Demon clan.
Now, Dong Huang Tai Yi, failing to grasp the situation, was clamoring for war at this critical juncture. Was he truly intending to lead the Demon clan present to their doom single-handedly?
Although Dong Huang Tai Yi was unconvinced, he dared not act against his elder brother and could only reluctantly be pulled back by Di Jun.
He muttered something about the glory of the Demon clan and how they could not be insulted, which immediately drew laughter and a cheerful atmosphere from all the beings present.
"Dong Huang Tai Yi, the fiercer your shout, the faster you cower, is that it?"
"Is this the so-called number one expert of the Demon clan? Is this the Demon clan? Heh heh!"
"Oh my, fellow Daoist, speak carefully. You might draw trouble upon yourself and implicate me!"
The observing powerful beings erupted in hearty laughter, unreservedly.
Didn't the Demon clan sound very boastful just a moment ago? Now look at them!
They were practically wishing Dong Huang Tai Yi would lose his temper and initiate a battle with the five forces present.
A fight between the Demon clan and five other factions? Heh heh! Wishful thinking!
They wanted to witness how the once-arrogant Demon clan would suffer a crushing defeat, preferably with not a single survivor!
"Haha! Dong Huang Tai Yi, didn't you say earlier you wanted to roast bird wings? I'm standing right here, come and hit me!"
The Golden Winged Great Peng, always full of mischief, jumped out and shouted at Dong Huang Tai Yi.
"You..."
Dong Huang Tai Yi was furious and was about to retort when Di Jun, with his quick reflexes, instantly pulled him back.
"Enough, Demon clan, stop wasting everyone's time. Hurry up and die."
The Ancestral Wu Zhu Rong had lost patience watching this farce. He spoke, preparing to command the Wu clan members to engage in battle.
Even if this battle couldn't capture Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi, making the Demon clan stumble severely and suffer heavy losses would still be a good outcome.
Upon hearing this, all the beings present fell silent. So, a battle was inevitable after all.