Sahara, Divine Wood Well (Please Vote!!!)

Just as Shaja had once said, Xu Fang wasn't someone you could easily talk around.

If you had a point, make your case.

If you didn't, he couldn't be bothered to argue with you. You weren't worth listening to.

As for the Extreme South Emperor's so-called balance, and its claim that Demon Beasts helped maintain peace and stability for humanity, Xu Fang thought it was complete bullshit.

Stability?

Did stability necessarily mean things were good?

By that logic, humanity should still be living in a feudal society—or even a slave society!

Now that was what you called stability. Ordinary people would spend their whole lives working like oxen and horses for the nobles, entrusting their spirits to religion, laboring diligently until the day they died, only to be forgotten like beasts.

Then why had anyone ever cried, "Are kings and generals born to their stations?"

"Maybe you're right. Killing you will indeed unsettle the so-called order."

Xu Fang said calmly, "But after the upheaval, humanity will have a more peaceful world. For that day to come, I must ask you to die!"

Sparrow Cry rang across Antarctica. The vast, radiant shadow of the Totem Vermilion Bird blotted out the sky and swallowed the Extreme South Emperor, until it disappeared without a trace.

Xu Fang turned the Extreme South Emperor's enormous demonic power into its original essence and tempered it into his Spiritual World.

Two of the Rooftop Emperors had now fallen!

There was only one left... Xu Fang opened a spatial portal.

Deep in the Sahara Desert, on the distant continent of Africa.

The sun hung high in the azure sky, with hardly a cloud to veil it. Its light poured down without restraint, dyeing the desert a dazzling gold.

Dunes stretched endlessly, rising and falling like waves. Each grain