This was the first time Evil Emperor had ever thought that this son of his was better off not existing.
After a while, Evil Emperor repeated to this Evil Eye Tyrant what Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had told him.
"Do I still have a path to death?"
Huo Yuhao's voice slowly drifted over.
"How could that be? Little Evil is the one with a path to death. You can call me Little Evil from now on."
The Evil Eye Tyrant also straightened out his attitude. Though it floated in the air, it arranged its twenty tentacles with perfect stiffness, as if standing at attention.
This master had even beaten his father into submission. What was there left for him to fuss about?
As for those brothers of his who had been killed?
Pah, mongrels with impure bloodlines. Not one of them was purely Mental Attribute. They deserved to die.
Besides, this was an opportunity to become a God right before his eyes. If not for his father's sake, could he have gotten aboard so easily?
Little Evil's twenty silver white tentacles awkwardly rubbed against each other. Its huge eyeball blinked repeatedly as it tried its best to appear harmless, but it only looked even more horrifying.
"Alright, alright. Go back. You two have plenty of time to chat in the Sea of Spirit later. A little damage to the Mental Origin doesn't matter."
"Later, I'll retrieve the Gold of Life. You can reside within it and recuperate for a while."
Huo Yuhao was somewhat helpless as well, but Little Evil was quite easy to say, so he went along with it. It would also distinguish him from Evil Emperor.
"There's Gold of Life too?"
Little Evil sucked in a sharp breath. He had truly followed the right master. Naturally, he