"Take Meng Ji to the Heavenly Prison!"
After Di Jun finished speaking, his gaze shifted to Li Mo.
[It's my turn! It's my turn!]
[Jun Ge, I've rebelled and everything.]
[Hurry up and strip me of my title as Demon Emperor.]
[Come on, hurry up. Stop dawdling.]
Li Mo felt like he was about to float away.
The sky was high enough for birds to fly, and the sea vast enough for fish to leap.
From now on, he'd live freely!
No more living in fear, worrying about the Lich Calamity.
Di Jun's head started to ache.
Li Mo was still thinking about escaping!
He took a deep breath.
He couldn't let Li Mo leave.
The war between the Lich and Demon Races was too important. He had to keep Li Mo here.
Only then could he do everything possible to turn the tide of the war.
At that moment, Bai Ze repeatedly sent Li Mo a telepathic message. "Disciple, hurry and beg for mercy! Tell him you didn't rebel, or who knows what punishment the Heavenly Emperor will impose. I'll plead for you."
Bai Ze said, "Heavenly Emperor, Mo Huang would never be so foolish. He's only at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, yet he brought Meng Ji and ten thousand of Meng Ji's subordinates to rebel on Penglai Island. Only someone out of their mind would do such a thing, wouldn't they?"
[Master! I advise you to mind your own business. Shut up!]
[Don't ruin my big moment!]
Shang Yang hurried over, shot Bai Ze a glare, and said, "Heavenly Emperor! Mo Huang is undoubtedly a man of great wisdom. How could he be out of his mind?"
[Well said! A round of applause for you! Clap, clap, clap!]
Bai Ze's eyes nearly popped out of