The next day, the entire upper echelon of the Night Demon Clan was shocked by the news!
"What? Elvis lost?"
The first to receive the news was the royal family. The Night Demon Emperor, who had already entered his decline, widened his eyes as he stared at the priest reporting the situation.
"Er..." Logan glanced at the Old Night Demon Emperor and gently consoled him. "Your Majesty, please don't get agitated."
"Cough, cough, cough!" The Old Night Demon Emperor coughed several times, his face turning bright red from the effort. Logan hurriedly cast a high-level Divine Art to ease his weakness.
"I told you not to get agitated." Logan sighed as he looked at him, his expression complicated.
A single era ago, the withered old man before him had still been a spirited youth. He had also been the most outstanding prince among his peers back then. The scene of him becoming Logan's disciple and cultivating Divine Art was still vivid in his mind.
In the span of just one era, he had become like this.
It was truly impossible to say whether the royal bloodline was blessed by the heavens or cursed.
"How did he lose?" The Night Demon Emperor took a long time to recover before finally catching his breath with the help of Logan's Divine Art. He asked weakly, "How did he lose?"
The corner of Logan's mouth twitched slightly. He really wanted to roll his eyes and say, How else could he lose? He got beaten, that's how.
But in the end, he couldn't say such things to a disciple who looked ready to enter his coffin. He merely sighed with a smile. "He was too careless. This child has never suffered a setback since he was young, and he took the heroes of the world