"..."
Most of what Ying Zhao had said was completely made up.
He had suffered a hidden loss at the Dragon King's hands.
Naturally, he had fabricated all sorts of things to provoke Demon Emperor Di Jun's anger.
That way, he would have a chance to vent his pent-up resentment against the Dragon King.
After hearing these words,
Demon Emperor Di Jun's expression changed dramatically.
"Damn it! That fellow is actually so arrogant?"
That damned member of the Dragon Clan had not only betrayed him,
but had even cursed him to his face?
That was absolutely unforgivable.
Demon Emperor Di Jun had been growing more and more irritable lately.
Ever since he had suffered a major loss at the hands of the Human Race,
his temper had grown increasingly volatile.
His mercurial temper had even made his younger brother, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, reluctant to provoke him.
"That fellow is so arrogant, slandering our Demon Race like this."
"He even keeps claiming he'll twist my head off. What do you all think?"
A vast crowd of demons stood packed below.
Most of them were Quasi-Saint-level experts.
The most powerful among them were the Ten Great Demon Sages.
Seeing Demon Emperor Di Jun fly into a rage,
these mighty demons naturally understood what he wanted.
So they immediately spoke up.
Every one of them supported attacking the Dragon Clan.
After all, the Dragon Clan had gone too far this time.
They had betrayed the Demon Race, and now they were even insulting it.
Wasn't that just rubbing salt in the Demon Race's wounds?
Seeing the crowd's outrage,
Demon Emperor Di Jun's expression eased somewhat.
But when he turned around, he saw that Demon Saint Bai Ze was simply standing there quietly.
Thinking of Bai Ze's abilities,
he immediately got an idea.
"Demon