"My beloved... I want the Golden Sacred Scarab... Please, my beloved... Give me the Golden Sacred Scarab..."
"You said it yourself, my beloved... A dignified demon prince wouldn't welch on a debt... How could you go back on your word..."
"Give me the Golden Sacred Scarab... I want my Golden Sacred Scarab..."
Inside the rock fortress at the heart of Rhino Horn Lava Court, Demon Prince Guangguai lay sprawled on the ground, chanting those infuriating debt-collection lines over and over.
Not far away, veins bulged across Prince Ora's forehead. His right hand tightened around the armrest of the indestructible demon obsidian throne for who knew how many times, nearly crushing it to pieces.
Rage burned wildly in his chest.
Ora truly wanted to leap up and kill that clown squatting in Rhino Horn Lava Court on the spot.
But he simply couldn't do it!
It wasn't because he lacked the strength to defeat a demon prince below level 30.
It was because Guangguai was a challenger for the Demon King's throne!
In three cycles, he would challenge Demon King Qin!
There was an unwritten rule in the Demon Domain.
Before a challenger for the Demon King's throne stepped onto the Demon Battle Platform, no demon—including the Demon King—was allowed to take action against them.
Otherwise, they would incur the Demon God's displeasure and forever lose the chance to receive divine blessings.
For demons, this was an extremely fatal restriction.
Even someone like Ora, who had already challenged for the Demon King's throne once, did not dare do anything that might displease a god.
That was why he was so helpless.
"I've said it countless times. Dai Li owes you a Golden Sacred Scarab, not me, Ora."
"If you want to collect the debt, go collect it from Dai Li. What