The cultivators of the Immortal Realm who had reached the Innate Great Perfection stage felt humiliated and utterly wretched.
This insult did not come from the demons, but from their own kind.
In war, victory and defeat are inevitable. One can accept winning or losing, but betrayal or cowardice is something no one could ever stomach. The Sect Master of Xingxiu Palace had fled to the Mortal Realm while everyone else was fighting on the front lines, only to be dragged back by the demons. Now, just before the two armies were to clash, that same Sect Master was tossed between the front lines.
Chapter 483