Ji Wushang agreed to all the Gods and Devils' conditions.
For the Human Emperor's throne, he even agreed to let the future Human race serve as slaves and blood food generation after generation.
At this moment:
The Human Emperor and the others looked grim.
Shang Xie gritted his teeth. "Idiot!"
"Can someone like this still be called the Human Emperor?"
The Gods and Devils, on the other hand, threw back their heads and laughed.
The overall situation had been decided. It was time to reap the fruits of victory.
If someone could help them manage the Human race, then they could stay home and feast on the flesh and blood the Human race delivered to them.
This was simply wonderful!
And with the slave contract in place, they had plenty of ways to ensure that the Human race would never be able to resist, for all eternity.
Ji Wushang laughed as well.
Though he had paid a great price, what he had given up was only the future Human race—other members of the Human race—not Ji Wushang himself.
He would trade the future of the others in the Human race for the Human Emperor's position. That did not seem too bad.
At this thought, he smiled.
Chu Qing smiled too.
He laughed from the sheer extremity of his fury.
He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone as shameless as Ji Wushang.
He took one step forward and appeared before Ji Wushang.
Seeing Chu Qing, Ji Wushang's pupils contracted as he retreated frantically. "Save me!"
The Gods and Devils roared one after another. "Insolence!"
"Your Human Emperor is about to kneel and become a dog, yet you still dare resist?"
"Kill him!"
These Gods and Devils knew that Ji Wushang absolutely could not die.
At least... before the Human