Within the Heavenly Demon Imperial City, at the Nine Nether King's Estate, the two strongest emperors of the age stood opposed, demonic energy surging around them and shaking heaven and earth.
Both bore the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan and had once been twin heroes of their generation. Yet an old grudge from the ancient era had utterly driven them apart, leaving them unable to walk the same path.
Time was merciless. More than a hundred thousand years had passed, and the hatred and grievances of old had gradually faded. Yet rivers and mountains might change, but one's nature was hard to alter. In the end, the two were not fellow travelers; no matter how the years shifted, that could not be changed.
Within the Nine Nether King's Palace, the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy. The two Heavenly Demon emperors stared coldly at one another, with not a trace of brotherly affection visible between them.
"You are an emperor of the Heavenly Demon Clan. That is an unchangeable fact. Do you intend to stand by and watch your own clansmen be enslaved and slaughtered by the human race?" Demonic Emperor Kunyi's voice grew increasingly cold as Demonic Might swept forth and pressed toward the man before him.
"Enslaved?"
Xuan Jiuyou sneered. "When you provoked the war between the two realms, did you ever spare a thought for your own clansmen? The peace between the two realms is probably worth less than a penny before your ambition."
"Insolent!"
Demonic Emperor Kunyi's expression turned cold. "Xuan Jiuyou, is that how you speak to your elder brother?"
"Was anything I said wrong?"
Xuan Jiuyou did not yield in the slightest. "Imperial Brother, if you truly cared about the safety of our clansmen, you should end this war as soon as possible. Was