A Great Demon walked slowly to the mountain peak.
It looked like a lion and a tiger, with a massive body. Even though it had deliberately shrunk itself, it still looked like a small mountain. Yet when its feet touched the ground, they were as light as feathers, making no sound at all.
As the Great Demon walked, its sharply defined muscles stood out clearly, displaying tremendous strength. A horn grew from its lion-tiger-like head, its tip flashing with a cold gleam, as chilling as a blade.
Its deep green eyes gleamed brightly, and five tails fanned out behind it, swaying in the air.
Zheng reached the empty ground behind the Demon Emperor, lowered its head slightly, and saluted. "Zheng has a request."
The Demon Emperor turned and looked at him. Zheng was one of the Demon Venerables under his command.
After a glance, the Demon Emperor asked calmly, "What is it?"
Zheng's pupils were filled with cruelty. "This Human Race cultivator has become far too brazen!"
"If he's allowed to continue like this, I fear half of Qingyao Mountain will be destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulations."
"I ask the Emperor Venerable to permit me to act."
"I'll make sure that Human Race cultivator dies, his Dao body becoming food for our kind!"
At this, the Demon Emperor said indifferently, "Even I can't find his whereabouts. How do you expect to do so?"
Zheng's expression instantly turned vicious. He sneered. "Emperor Venerable, Zheng doesn't need to find him!"
"As long as you order that Human Race cultivator to fight me, then if he wins, he can leave Qingyao Mountain."
"If he loses, he'll stay behind as food for our kind!"
"This is the only chance he has to survive. He'll definitely agree!"
"Zheng will crush him into minced meat, tear