The victor became king, and the defeated became outlaws!
True Man Gu had schemed for the position of Human King for a thousand years.
Now that Di Xin had finally become so depraved that the people of the Human Race despised him, and the Jiuli Tribe was entirely under his control, True Man Gu would never give up so easily.
Victory or defeat hinged on a single thought!
If he defeated Great Shang and crushed Di Xin beneath his feet, he would naturally earn the recognition of the Human Sacred Land and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
As for his methods, why should they have to be honorable?
"Di Xin, I have brought the mighty ones of the Demon Race to help True Man Gu bring prosperity to the Human Race. If you insist on resisting, I will show no mercy to you, the Human King!"
Lu Ya's expression was cold as he spoke to Di Xin.
The moment he said this, the entire Great Shang camp erupted in laughter, everyone cursing Lu Ya for his shamelessness.
Di Xin pointed the Xuanyuan Sword at Lu Ya and scolded him. "What are you, you Mixed-Feathered Bird? If Eastern Emperor Taiyi weren't secretly protecting you, the various factions would have torn you to pieces long ago."
"Who knows? The Two Sages of the West might even have converted you into the Buddhist faith, making you a pet to guard Spirit Mountain!"
"Besides, do you want to try what it feels like to have your throat pinned down again?"
"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're a Late Quasi-Saint!"
As he spoke, Di Xin was a little astonished himself.
The last time Kong Xuan and the Golden-winged Great Peng Bird had toyed with Lu Ya, he had only been an