At the summit of Floating Mountain in the Ethereal Realm.
Surrounding Floating Mountain were Devil Palaces built from countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Within every Devil Palace lurked a great demon.
At the summit, Li Zhuo stood in domineering golden armor, chest thrust out and hands clasped behind his back, gazing up at the heavens.
As he recalled the past, Li Zhuo suddenly sneered. "Su Hao, Su Hao. You took advantage of me so many times, even using the Blood Sin Dragon as bait, saying that one day I could avenge myself."
"In truth, you took all the benefits for yourself.
"If I turned out worthless and couldn't deal with the Blood Sin Dragon, you could continue using it.
"But if my strength surpassed it, then even if I personally slew the Blood Sin Dragon, you still wouldn't lose out—you'd even gain a foolish 'disciple' like me.
"One day, I'll return and settle every last one of these schemes with you!
"Sending Moon-Devouring to find you now was really just because I wanted to show off what I've achieved.
"More than a hundred great demons bow before me, and even a tribe of the Witch Race serves me.
"And you? You sit and eat until the mountains are empty. You seized so many resources, yet they were no more than one hair from nine oxen among the opportunities of me, the Human King.
"..."
Resentment and fury surged into his heart, mixed with a trace of mockery.
Suddenly, a strange expression crossed Li Zhuo's face. He sensed that the aura of the Moon-Devouring Great Demon had vanished, utterly ceasing to exist in this world.
Beneath the mountain, numerous great demons appeared one after another. Without prior agreement, they had all sensed that Moon-Devouring's aura was gone.
"Moon-Devouring