Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and First Kirin couldn't help cursing inwardly when they heard this.
But the lives you were putting on the line were theirs!
If you wanted to risk something, risk your own life. What did it have to do with them?
As he spoke, Di Jun glanced thoughtfully at Yuanfeng and provocatively said with pointed meaning,
"We're things that can't even be put on stage? Then today, I, the Emperor, will show you how these things that can't be put on stage will flatten the Human Race and seize the position of ruler of the Primordial World!"
"I really want to see exactly how you're going to be 'impolite' to us. I'm looking forward to it!"
What he said...
He was really asking for a beating!
Yuanfeng's face flushed red with anger, and she could barely remain standing.
If she hadn't been seriously injured by Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass and Tongtian, and if her whole body weren't aching so badly that she couldn't move, she would definitely pluck every single one of Di Jun's feathers, then twist his head off and kick it around like a ball.
Di Jun arrogantly raised his brows, then waved his hand and issued his command.
"Men, follow me!"
"Flatten the Human Race! Rule the Primordial World!"
His long-held wish had finally come true. Their Demon Clan was finally going to rise!
"Ruler of the Primordial World, here I come! From today onward, I, Di Jun, will become the supreme ruler of the Primordial World—the ruler of the Primordial World!"
With that, Di Jun led a group of the Demon Clan in attacking the Human Race, preparing to wipe them out.
A vast army of the Demon Clan surrounded the entire Human Race with astonishing speed. Every one of them bared their