Suppressing the Demon Hall

"Azure Emperor, what are you trying to do?!"

The many demon clans within the Heavenly Demon Realm had fallen into panic because of a giant hand that shrouded the heavens. Meanwhile, the demons of the Hall of Ten Thousand Devils, who had been contending with the Great Thousand Palace, were equally alarmed by Yan Qingshan's actions. One of the Heavenly Devil Emperors could not help but shout a question at him.

"What am I doing? Heh, isn't it obvious? I'm making a move against your Heavenly Demon Realm!"

Yan Qingshan gave a cold, contemptuous chuckle. Standing within the incomparably immense giant of azure light, he looked down upon the demons of the Hall of Ten Thousand Devils. "I'm actually quite interested in your Outer Realm Evil Race, especially the Saint Devil Clan. I heard that your god came from the Saint Devil Clan as well. I want to capture a few Saint Devil Clan members for research. You don't have any objections, do you?"

"You dare! Our clans will surely destroy you!"

"You bastard native, we must kill him!"

"Forget the Great Thousand Palace. This madman is the greater threat!"

The group of Heavenly Devil Emperors within the Hall of Ten Thousand Devils were about to explode upon hearing Yan Qingshan's words. The bones of the Saint Heavenly Devil Emperor had not even gone cold, yet Yan Qingshan was openly planning to target the Saint Devil Clan right in front of them. This was no longer merely a slap in the face; he was planning to grind their faces beneath his feet over and over again.

"Heh! What do you think you can still do? You're only good at talking. Stop me? Do you have that ability? Who can stop me?!"

Yan Qingshan had no interest in trading insults