Jared gently patted the shoulder of Montane Daemon, as a gesture of comfort. The predicament the demons found themselves in today was certainly someone’s calculated scheme.

There was also the Celestial Battle, there was definitely someone manipulating things behind the scenes.

The Celestial Battle wasn’t confined to just the Ethereal Realm. It was a chaotic war that spanned across numerous planes.

“Mr. Daemon, I firmly believe that it won’t take long for the three clans to coexist harmoniously. The entire cultivation world will surely flourish. Back then, be it the human race, the demons, or the beast race, all were treated equally,” Jared said in a calm and nonchalant manner.

“I hope for that day to come…”

In the eyes of Montane Daemon, there was a glimmer of hope.

“I won’t ask for equal treatment. All I hope for is a clear distinction between right and wrong in the eyes of the public. Although I am a Demonic Cultivator, I abided by the rules and kept my promises. Yet, some of the so-called upright and reputable sects of the human race were even worse than us Demonic Cultivators.

were nothing short of despicable. In the entire Ethereal Realm now, where was there any

Jared could understand his

the rules. However, due to his identity as a

nearly lost

Rosetta and Dalton would have perished in

and Dalton did nothing

had not committed any

they

turned around and left. As

safer being alone. Having altered his appearance and aura, no one would be

and the others were with him, there would certainly be

Peak down the mountain. Moreover, he

forward, Bloodroot Peak was no

Mountain, two cultivators were running in a disheveled manner, among them was Serena Pruitt, a woman dressed in green. She wore a gem on her chest, which shimmered with a

an injured left arm, said, “Serena, take

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