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"You! You're Xia Yitian, right? How arrogant! How dare you spout such wild boasts? Don't you know that I, Liu Shanhe, am a renowned cultivator in Leizhou?" the old man said angrily.
Of course I knew Liu Shanhe. The little old man had come here with the Queen Mother of the West earlier.
"Liu Shanhe, tell me—compared to the Evil Emperor, are you stronger, or is he?" I asked. Liu Shanhe froze for a moment before saying, "The old man and Fellow Daoist Evil Emperor each have their own strengths. How could one be said to be stronger?"
The group of Demon Cultivators was immediately puzzled by my question. I nodded at once and said with a smile, "Oh, then do you know why the Evil Emperor didn't attend the Phoenix Race's wedding banquet this time?"
"Could it be that you..." a female cultivator demanded angrily. She was also at the Ninth-Layer Immortal Transformation Realm. I recognized her at a glance—this was Sima Li, Liu Shanhe's wife.
"The Evil Emperor was indeed killed by me. If you have any sense, take your people and get lost. If you don't, don't blame me for killing you one by one," I threatened immediately.
"What!?" Liu Shanhe sucked in a sharp breath, while Sima Li's face filled with disbelief. Yet after the two exchanged glances, they couldn't think of any other Demon Cultivator who might have such a deep grudge against the Evil Emperor.
Even in Leizhou, traveling from east to west wasn't something that could be done in a dozen days, or even a month. It was only natural that news wouldn't travel smoothly. Besides, this wasn't some urgent order from their organization, such as sealing off a realm passage—an important matter like that. And the Evil Emperor himself had died