As time ticked away, the purple light vortex remained at the center between both sides.

However, neither the humans nor the beasts dared to act rashly. The bleached white bones around the vortex, along with the blood-soaked mud, served as a stark warning.

Anyone sensible could see the danger.

During this time, over ten more Revivers joined the human side.

After arriving, these individuals instinctively gathered with the crowd, joining other humans.

On the beasts' side, consecutively, over a dozen fourth-tier beasts arrived, along with hundreds more who had reached the peak of the third-tier.

Overall, as time passed, the strength of the beasts' side slightly prevailed.

The atmosphere was tense, and the entire platform was filled with killing intent. At this moment, the plump monk in the center of the crowd stepped forward with a compassionate expression, clasping his hands together, and said sincerely, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. If you demon kings retreat now, there may still be a way to survive!"

"You damned bald donkey, stop talking circles with me here. Take these people and scram, otherwise I'll roast the fat off your body with fire!"

The Nine Yang Demon King was annoyed, retorting against the plump monk with extreme arrogance and looking at the human side with utmost contempt.

How dare these humans, nearly wiped out by a single Black Demon Tiger, boldly stand before the king.

"Amitabha, those who do evil shall not live!"

The plump monk's expression stiffened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, you spineless beast! Ladies and gentlemen, this Spirit Treasure is one of a kind and must not fall into the hands of the beasts. I propose that we join forces to kill or drive these beasts off Kunlun Mountain first.

Afterwards, we will rely on our own abilities for the Spirit Treasure!"

The Blind Daoist snorted coldly and loudly proposed to the crowd.

"Indeed, these creatures have no right to the Spirit Treasure. Let's kick them out first!"

Chi Huo was the first to respond with disdain.

"That's right, let's deal with these beasts first!"

"That's the logic..."

Soon, most people nodded in agreement. In an instant, powerful auras radiated from the people, glaring at the beasts, ready to strike at any moment.

"Ridiculous, with just your kind, you think you can drive me away? Next, you will all become the dead souls under my Ox Demon King!"

At the forefront, the towering Ox Demon King heard these humans contemplating driving his side away, igniting the fire of anger within him, as he coldly laughed.

"You nosy humans always boast. I've had quite a few boastful human slaves, but they all ended up in my belly!"

The Nine Yang Demon King sneered.

"Humans, do not deceive yourselves. I am here only for the Spirit Treasure, but if you dare to make a move, I won't mind adding a few human lives to my tally!"

The Azure Scaled Demon King, carrying the Giant Wood Treasure, said coldly.

In an instant, facing the murderous intent of the humans, all the demon kings glared angrily, bodies tense and ready to spring into action. At this point, all it would take is a spark to ignite the battle over the Spirit Treasure between humans and beasts.

Whoosh!

Just then, a streak of golden light flew over.

The piercing screech shattered the silence on the platform, easing the tension that had reached its peak.

Under many eyes, Nangong Luo, treading on the Golden Immortal Sword, slowly descended onto the platform, surveying the comparative strength of both sides present.

"Everyone, why must you be so eager for a fatal clash over a Spirit Treasure not yet born?"

Nangong Luo alighted on the platform, smiling lightly as he spoke.

"Golden Tiger!"

"Golden Tiger actually came!"

The humans' expressions changed upon seeing Nangong Luo; if the Golden Tiger came, did that mean Thunder Tiger followed?

But after observing and confirming that the Thunder Tiger didn't appear to have followed, the human side felt relieved.

Without Thunder Tiger, even if the Golden Tiger is strong, its power is limited, and they felt no fear.

Returning to their senses, many Revivers glared at Nangong Luo with murderous intent, their powerful auras swirling, Spiritual Power surging within, eager to make a move.

In the battle of Qingyuan City, quite a few Revivers were thrashed miserably by Nangong Luo. Now encountering him again, they naturally wanted to settle the score and leave this beast, the Golden Tiger, on Kunlun Mountain.

This way, they could also sever one of Thunder Tiger's arms!

"What? Want to make a move against me? Apparently, the previous lesson wasn't enough for you!"

The change in the humans' auras didn't escape Nangong Luo's notice, causing his gaze to shift, glaring coldly at them full of mockery and disdain.

"Hmph! Golden Tiger, you rejoice too soon. Previously, it was the Black Demon Tiger that constrained us, allowing you to act rampant.

By courting death alone here today, we'll rid the world of its scourge!"

Chi Huo stepped forward, brows blazing, glaring angrily at Nangong Luo, surrounded by fierce flames, ready to attack.

"Amitabha, Golden Tiger, aiding the Black Demon Tiger previously was absolutely wrong. Today, you face your retribution!"

The plump monk clasped his hands together, his tone calm yet filled with endless killing intent.

Back then, they were about to slay the Black Demon Tiger, but suddenly Golden Tiger intervened, ruining their plan.

He nearly lost his life to the Black Demon Tiger, almost meeting the Buddha earlier than expected.

As soon as the monk's voice fell, several more Extraordinaries stepped forward, glaring at Nangong Luo.

Instantly, a surge of intense killing intent rushed from the humans towards Nangong Luo.

The other demon kings, having heard of both Tiger King Ridge and the Golden Tiger's reputation, were wary of Nangong Luo, choosing to watch the tigers fight without intending to assist.

"Courageous indeed, so let me see if your strength has grown during this time!"

Nangong Luo remained unflustered, letting out a cold laugh, his presence bursting forth, golden eyes shining, overwhelming pressure sweeping in all directions.

In a flash, the auras between both sides clashed on the platform, stirring fierce winds.

At a critical moment, an angry roar resounded from above the firmament.

"Who dares touch my third brother!"

The next moment, a streak of blood light appeared, with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner spanning the sky, black mist rolling, flooding all around as Fang Yuan stood within the black mist, demonic energy surging, coldly staring down at the crowd, sweeping through the realm with terrifying pressure, full of dominance.

At this moment, whether beasts or humans below, all instinctively looked up.

Boom!

Controlling the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Fang Yuan swiftly descended, the black mist surrounding him spreading uncontrollably, causing the platform's light to instantly dim.

"The arrival of the Demon Monarch, get lost!"

The Vajra Giant Ape, standing arrogantly beside, shouted down.

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