Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Seeing that they were already intimidated, Chu Jinghong pressed his advantage and said sternly.

"At that time, not only will the inheritance be lost, but even your heads will be in danger!"

"His Majesty will never allow you to retreat safely to the Central Plains; he will only..."

Having said this, he glanced around coldly, "We'll live and die with Liangzhou!"

These words shocked everyone present, and a chill ran down their spines. They suddenly realized that this was no ordinary demonic scourge, but a huge crisis that could overthrow Liangzhou and shake the foundations of the nation.

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has always governed with benevolence, diligence, and love for the people. No one expected that he would be so furious this time. Thinking of this, everyone fell silent.

They exchanged glances, and the expressions of the people who had been making excuses just moments before instantly changed.

Jingxu Daoist chuckled twice and quickly said, "Lord Chu, please calm down. We had no such intention. It is our duty to resist demons and protect the righteous path. Qingfeng Temple is willing to send twenty of its elite inner disciples, led by two elders, to be ready to be dispatched by the Demon Suppression Division at any time."

"Our Vajra Temple is willing to send thirty elite warrior monks."

"Our Crimson Radiance Sect is willing to send twenty people..."

"Fifteen members of the Zhao family from Tianshui will be selected..."

Immediately, everyone rushed to express their opinions, and no one dared to be perfunctory anymore.

Chu Jinghong watched this scene with a cold eye, feeling little relieved. He knew that these sects and families ultimately prioritized their own interests and would never be at the forefront if a real fight broke out.

In the Western Regions, deep within the Great Snowy Mountains.

The cold wind was like a knife, whipping up thousands of layers of snow, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

Mr. Mo was still wearing his old, faded Taoist robe, which fluttered in the strong wind. He walked with ease, as if he were enjoying a spring outing and appreciating the snow.

A few days ago, he went out of seclusion to gather information, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the White Ape Demon Saint. Back then, this guy had sneaked into Chang'an and, with the power of the Thirty-Three Heavens Map, actually tried to kill him.

Now that Liangzhou is in chaos, his reappearance makes Mo Wentian believe that the two events must be connected. The person behind them is very likely the same person.

As soon as the White Ape Demon Saint discovered his trail, he immediately fled. Mr. Mo chased after him all the way west, until he went deep into the snow-capped heart of the mountains, where few people ever went.

However, after entering the snow mountain, the White Ape Demon Saint disappeared without a trace. He searched the mountain for two days without success, which made him feel strange.

Before him lay a valley of breathtaking scenery. Mr. Mo stopped and scanned his surroundings, but all he saw was endless wind and snow.

Suddenly, he sensed a subtle spatial fluctuation in a glacial canyon ahead.

"They certainly know how to pick a spot," Mr. Mo muttered, carrying his wine gourd, and strolled towards the glacier canyon.

The canyon entrance was narrow, with ice walls on both sides towering over a thousand feet high, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the pale light of the sky. As soon as he stepped into the canyon, the scenery around him changed abruptly.

The sound of wind and snow disappeared instantly, and the surroundings became nothingness, as if we had stepped into another space.

He was surrounded by the vast and boundless sky, with only the thirty-three layers of illusory heavens, faintly visible, exuding an aura of antiquity, like an endless cage enveloping him.

"The Thirty-Three Heavens Map..."

Mr. Mo raised an eyebrow, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. "So it's that ancient treasure again. No wonder it can conceal the secrets of heaven and form its own space."

"White ape, why haven't you shown yourself yet?"

"Hehehe... Old Mo, your nose is still as sharp as ever."

With a triumphant laugh, the White Ape Demon Saint appeared in a flash. "You've pursued me for tens of thousands of miles; today, this will be your burial ground!"

He stared at Mo Wentian with venomous eyes, and beside him, two figures slowly solidified.

On the left is a person dressed in white with white hair, even his eyes are silver-white, exuding a chilling aura.

Mo Wentian raised an eyebrow. This person was none other than the Xuanbing Demon Emperor, whom he had known for a long time. His true form was a piece of ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing that had come to possess sentience.

He disliked the heat and spent most of his time in the snowy mountains of the Western Regions, rarely venturing outside.

The person on the right was dressed in a green robe, with a tall and straight figure and a gentle and refined temperament. He was playing with a green lotus bud that was about to bloom, and there was a faint Taoist aura flowing on the lotus bud.

Upon seeing the blue lotus in the man's hand, Mr. Mo's eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized the man's identity.

"Xuanbing, why aren't you staying in your ice palace? Why are you getting involved in this mess?"

Surrounded by three top experts, Mr. Mo remained unmoved, looking at the Xuanbing Demon Emperor with a calm tone, as if he were reuniting with an old friend.

The Xuanbing Demon Emperor looked at Mr. Mo with an indifferent expression. "Old Daoist Mo, how have you been? The wind and snow here are in harmony with your Dao. Staying here is not an insult to you."

"Keep me here? You think you can?"

Mr. Mo chuckled and turned his gaze to the man in blue. "The one who can simultaneously summon the Xuanbing Demon Emperor, the White Ape Demon Saint, and this Azure Lotus Demon Saint must have an extraordinary background."

"It seems you're determined to leave this old man here in the snowy mountains. I just wonder, is it for my sake alone, or..."

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint paused slightly in his hand, which was playing with the azure lotus, and finally spoke, "Mr. Mo, you are overthinking this. This situation is not set up specifically for you. Whoever comes from the Great Tang Dynasty this time, once they enter this canyon and see the Thirty-Three Heavens Map, they must stay."

"As for the purpose..." he paused, "Sir, you are a recluse of high moral character, so why should you get involved in the conflicts of this mortal world?"

"It really was him."

Mr. Mo sighed, but there was little surprise in his eyes. "Who else but the Lord of the Demon Court could command you, the Azure Lotus Demon Saint, to personally take action and borrow this Thirty-Three Heavens Map?"

"I just can't understand why you've gone to such lengths to trap me and those who might come to my rescue. Is it just for those few passes in Liangzhou? I'm afraid it's not that simple."

The White Ape Demon Saint seemed impatient with the tug-of-war and said sternly, "Old ghost! You're about to die, yet you still have so many questions. You'll know once you're refined into this diagram."

The Xuanbing Demon Emperor also said, "Mo Tianwen, you cannot leave today. Stay here and observe how things change."

"Rest assured, our purpose is merely to trap you, not to fight to the death. This Thirty-Three Heavens Diagram isolates you from the outside world, ensuring your peace and tranquility here."

"Just to trap me?"

Mr. Mo suddenly laughed, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

Then, after a moment's thought, he suddenly sighed, "That's it. The reason you've gone to such great lengths, mobilizing three demon saints and setting up an ambush with the Thirty-Three Heavens Map, is definitely not just for the Liangzhou war."

"You're stalling for time, trying to cover up your true purpose... But what is it?"

He took a leisurely sip of his drink and muttered to himself, "Could it really be because of that kid? I just wonder, does that kid have that much influence?"

Upon hearing this, the White Ape Demon Saint's expression changed drastically, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Azure Lotus Demon Saint. "Sir, you are indeed insightful. However, whether you know it or not makes no difference at this moment."

He cupped his hands slightly in greeting, "Please."

As soon as the words were spoken, the three demon saints moved simultaneously.

"Aww!"

The White Ape Demon Saint let out a fierce roar, his body swelled up, and the cold iron staff in his hand stirred the void, turning into thousands of staff shadows, which smashed down with the force of collapsing mountains and splitting peaks.

Xuanbing Demon Emperor raised her crystal-clear finger and gently tapped Mr. Mo.

With a single touch, the temperature within the entire Thirty-Three Heavens Map plummeted to freezing point, and countless fine, hair-like Xuanbing needles materialized out of thin air, shooting towards Mr. Mo from all directions.