The demon soldiers were so frightened that they abandoned their weapons and fled, going to inform Di Jun.
There was still a glimmer of hope in running away, but those who stayed behind would either die or be injured!
Seeing that no one was stopping them, the Patriarchs of the Three Clans swaggered inside.
At that moment, Di Jun was unusually relaxed, reclining in the main seat while eating grapes and drinking tea. He had nearly been driven mad by troubles lately, so it was rare for him to have such a leisurely, carefree day.
He had just peeled a grape and put it in his mouth, before he had even started biting into it, when he saw a group of gatekeeping demon soldiers rush in with a series of "whooshes." They nearly crashed into Di Jun.
Di Jun's good mood vanished in an instant. Pointing at these blind fools, he began cursing them furiously.
"What are you rushing for? Is a ghost chasing you?"
The demon soldiers trembled, looking utterly aggrieved.
There really was one...
But they were even more terrifying than ghosts...
The demon soldiers spoke to Di Jun one after another, gasping for breath.
"Your Majesty, the Patriarchs of the Three Clans are attacking... They're invading our Demon Clan!"
"Yes... Your Majesty... That's not all. They even, they even kicked down the main gate..."
The demon soldiers spoke over one another, their faces all displaying extreme terror.
Upon hearing this, Di Jun raised his brows slightly and narrowed his eyes. A chilling, sinister, and terrifying aura radiated from his entire body.
He practically spat the words out one by one through clenched teeth.
"What?"
"Those three old fools are attacking our Demon Clan, and they even kicked down the gate of the Heavenly Court?"
Chapter 383: We'll