Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

When Alan Wangsu, Wuya, Chu Yang and Baichuan Menghu walked in, they found that the attendants leading the way did not take them to the main hall.

Instead, he took them all the way to Yunhai Square.

Wu Ya touched his nose and raised his eyebrows at Chu Yang.

[Wu Ya: What does this mean? You don't take us seriously? You even skipped the hospitality to save face?]

[Chu Yang: It's really strange, but they invited us here. If this is really a conspiracy, we can just go to war with them!]

[Wu Ya: The king suddenly summoned us last night and asked us to come to the banquet today. Does he have other plans? To make trouble in the Heavenly Palace?]

[Chu Yang: If that were the case, the Queen would definitely come, but she didn't come and asked Prince Su to bring us here. She must have other plans.]

Baichuan Menghu stretched his neck and looked around.

Where is the little master?

When they climbed the jade steps leading to the square, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood.

Wu Ya and Chu Yang's expressions changed, and they both subconsciously put their hands on the magic weapon storage bags at their waists.

The originally empty square is now surrounded by cultivators of the Celestial Clan.

But they were divided into two distinct groups.

The wave on the left is led by Thor, standing with his head held high.

The group on the right, although also wearing the white robes of the Celestial Clan, the cloud patterns on the cuffs and collars are very different from those of the Celestial Palace.

A little more gorgeous.

But they were all covered in dust and dirt, with bruises all over their faces, and three or four of them were standing together, supporting each other.

In the middle of the two groups of people were five old men with white beards, who were barely able to stand by using their swords to support themselves on the ground.

The five of them were missing their left eye, right eye, left ear, right ear and one hand respectively.

The bloody stuff was casually thrown into the mist at their feet.

The leading old man with a white beard was cursing at the woman sitting in the upper seat.

The woman sitting on the throne was none other than the young emperor of the Celestial Clan. She sat on the throne, playing with a bright red dagger in her hand.

The dagger looked as if it had been filled with blood, and was turning purple.

She seemed to be tired of the Great Elder's abuse, and raised her eyes to glance at him lightly.

The old man immediately changed from cursing to mumbling.

Wu Ya touched his nose again and used his magic to transmit a message to the others:

[Wu Ya: It seems that the Celestial Clan is dealing with an internal issue. They let us in after dealing with it halfway? ? ]

[This is not just not taking us seriously, it's simply not treating us as outsiders! ]

Wu Ya felt very embarrassed. They came here for a banquet today, but how could they start talking seeing the look in front of them?

It is said that your Celestial Clan is really lively and the red meat all over the ground is really festive?

Or how about you let us know after you finish?

Chu Yang felt a little strange.

This scene before my eyes... this familiar feeling...

He looked up at the nonchalant smile on the young emperor of the Celestial Clan's lips and felt it was particularly familiar.

The Heavenly Palace at this moment really looks like a palace of secluded bamboos!

When the Great Elder saw these people, his eyes lit up.

"Demons! You actually invited demons to the sacrificial ceremony. Heaven cannot tolerate this!"

Several other elders also had their ears or hands cut off, and their eyes looked as if they were poisoned.

"The Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan have always been incompatible. Who knows what you, Young Emperor, are up to?"

"You, you are a spy from the demon clan!"

All the cultivators of the Celestial Clan turned their eyes to Alan Wangsu and the others.

They all heard that Gushan Tianzun had sent an invitation to the demons, but that was just a warning to the demons.

They actually dared to come to the banquet!

Coming to a territory filled with Celestials, aren't you afraid that they will turn against you and take their lives?

Yue Gushan strode out and said, "I invited you here. Who dares to say no?"

"Now is the truce period between the two tribes. Our Celestial Tribe has produced such an unparalleled, far-sighted, and talented young emperor. Let alone the Demon Tribe, I wish I could invite everyone from the entire Three Realms to come and see our Celestial Palace!"

"Look at our Heavenly Palace. It has eliminated the decay and is welcoming a new life!"

When everyone in the Heavenly Palace heard Yue Gushan’s words, they suddenly became excited.

The people in front of me are no longer the annoying demons. They are clearly witnesses of the restoration of glory of our Celestial Clan!

Chu Yang had already felt unhappy after listening to what these old men said.

"It was you, the Celestial Clan, who invited us here. Our king was kind enough to order us to come to the appointment."

"If it weren't for the king's order, we might not have come if you invited us!"

At this moment, some random eyes fell on them.

"It turns out to be some fellow Taoists from the demon clan."

Ren Yi stood up and smiled at Alan Wangsu:

"The Heavenly Demon Competition has just ended. Now is the truce period between the two tribes. Everyone who comes is a guest."

"Come, take a seat."

If anything, the identities of Alan Wangsu and the others in the Heavenly Palace are defined as "guests".

Since you are a "guest", no one should be neglected.

"Everyone, I still have household chores to take care of here, so please wait for a moment." Ren Yi said.

Alan Wangsu led the three people behind him, bowed to the young emperor, and sat down on the seats prepared for them.

Alan Wangsu specially changed into the clothes of the demon prince today.

The black brocade robe was embroidered with a golden python, and there was a three-finger-wide jade belt around his waist, which made his height and legs look even longer.

The wide sleeves emit a faint golden glow as the woman walks; the blend of black and gold makes the dress appear even more elaborate and solemn.

The young monk had only heard that Prince Alan Wangsu of the Mo Xiuluo family was well-known among the demons, but he had never met him in person.

And now Alan Wangsu is already one of the four new princes of the demon clan, and everyone is even more curious about him.

Although Alan Wangsu is a demon, he is not as burly as the common demons, but more like a celestial being.

But they have more power than the Celestial Clan cultivators.

Many female monks already had their eyes fixed on him.