Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Watching the Demon Emperor depart into the distance, the great demons in the wind and snow remained silent, unsure of what to do. As they gazed at the Great Liang Emperor who was about to head south, they hesitated, not knowing whether they should take any action.
In the end, none of them spoke, and none of them made any moves. They simply watched the two emperors leave.
Soon, a figure appeared within the wind and snow.
It was the High Priest of the demon race. This figure, who held a position of great authority among the demons, had been absent during the previous battle. No one knew where he had gone at that time, but now he had returned, albeit a little late.
All the great demons looked at the High Priest, a strange glint flashing in their eyes, wondering if he had brought any decree from His Majesty.
But the High Priest merely glanced at the numerous great demons present, waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Everyone, leave."
With just those two words, he said no more and headed toward the royal city.
The great demons felt some regret but did not say anything. Soon, the demonic clouds dissipated, and the great demons left one after another.
The Demon Emperor was still alive, and this demon territory was still under his rule. Whatever decisions he made, no one dared to defy him, because defying him would certainly result in punishment by the Emperor.
The earlier battle, though thunderous and fierce, did not truly harm His Majesty. Everyone knew that he had not been seriously wounded, and the scene back then would not be repeated.
This battle did not change anything, the demon territory remained as it was, and His Majesty was still the Emperor.
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In the wind and snow, the Demon Emperor and Autumn were walking slowly. This father and daughter pair walked at a leisurely pace, not because the Demon Emperor was gravely injured, but simply because he did not want to walk too quickly. Perhaps he was reluctant to return so soon to that demon royal city, where he would resume his role as the lonely m
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