Attack on the Demon Country

After Han Zheng dragged the White Deer Demon King down, he was completely bewildered.

He had been drinking, singing, and riding in his carriage just fine. How had he suddenly been hijacked?

And someone who could leave him utterly unable to resist had to be an existence at the Demon Emperor Realm!

When the White Deer Demon King saw Han Zheng's face, he was instantly scared out of his wits, inwardly crying, It's over!

Why was Han Zheng coming after him instead of going after the people of the Qingqiu Demon Country?

In truth, the White Deer Demon King had been living quite comfortably during this period.

Although the Qingqiu Demon Country had been badly crippled by Han Zheng's slaughter, as a high-ranking Demon Race, they were still rather principled.

The information provided by the White Deer Demon King had been valuable. It was only because they themselves had been too careless that Han Zheng had turned the tables and killed them.

Thus, though the Qingqiu Ancestor had been furious in the end, she had not taken her anger out on the White Deer Demon King. Instead, she had granted him a territory under her command.

Furthermore, because the Qingqiu Demon Country had lost six Demon Kings in succession, leaving many gaps in its strength, it had rearranged the Demon Race forces in its outer territories and assigned quite a few subordinates to the White Deer Demon King.

During this time, the White Deer Demon King had been waiting for the Qingqiu Demon Country to finish its arrangements. After waiting a full half year, his territory had finally been transferred to him, and the Demon Lords and Great Demons under his command had all taken their places.

That was why the White Deer Demon King had ridden his golden carriage