Jun Tianxing carefully tucked the ring into his robe, then looked up at his master, seeming to hesitate.
"Oh? What is it?" Zhao Sheng asked lightly, lounging half-reclined on the jade couch with an indolent expression.
Gritting his teeth, Jun Tianxing said humbly, "This lowly one wishes to beg you for a Heavenly Demon Great Curse. I hope you will grant my request, Master!"
"A Heavenly Demon Great Curse?" Zhao Sheng was somewhat surprised and could not help asking, "Little Jun, what do you need it for? Could it be that you intend to harm one of your brothers in secret?"
A dense blood-red glow welled up in Jun Tianxing's eyes as he said hatefully, "The one I wish to deal with is none other than my most beloved imperial father!"
"Master, if this lowly one succeeds by chance, you will gain a Return to Void-level Demon Emperor under your command. This can only benefit you, never harm you. Please grant my request, Master!"
Zhao Sheng suddenly sat upright. After pondering for a moment, he abruptly asked, "Tell me, then. How has the war been going lately?"
Jun Tianxing's heart lurched, and he immediately began recounting in detail the various developments and changes in the Human Race's frontier-expansion war over the past century.
It turned out that a hundred years ago, after the Azure Peng Demon Emperor led his army to destroy Demon Suppressing City ahead of everyone else, the morale of the Human Race army plummeted.
Just as the Human Race's rear territories were being relentlessly ravaged by the Demon Race vanguard, two Human Race Return to Void cultivators emerged out of nowhere and seized the chance to launch a sneak attack on the triumphant Azure Peng Demon Emperor.
The Azure Peng Demon Emperor could not defeat the two