Liu Wenjian looked straight at the suddenly appearing Demon King Qin, without the slightest hint of timidity or fear in his eyes.
He spoke calmly:
"I have never taken Your Majesty the Demon King for an idiot."
"That's right, you only took him for a fucking moron!" Before Guangguai had even climbed back up, his voice came from the ground as he forcibly cut in:
"Save it. You can't provoke me." Demon King Qin did not immediately respond to Liu Wenjian, merely glancing at Guangguai in the distance.
Then, before the other could speak, he parted his lips and uttered an obscure syllable:
"Silence."
The demonic energy around Guangguai instantly surged, condensing into countless illusory hands that piled atop one another and tightly covered his noisy mouth, leaving him unable to make another sound.
Li Yun, standing nearby, had his mouth sealed as well.
However, unlike Guangguai, what stopped him from speaking was not illusory hands formed from demonic energy.
Instead, it was a silencing item resembling tape that flew out of Demon King Qin's storage item.
After doing all this and ensuring that the conversation would no longer be disturbed, Demon King Qin turned back to Liu Wenjian and spoke evenly:
"Devouring the flesh and blood of one's own kind and forcibly absorbing the demonic energy of others will indeed lead to uncontrollable madness."
"But it is not an irreversible dead end."
"As long as one receives a blessing, the side effects of madness can be completely eliminated."
"Not only will one's strength not diminish, it will instead soar because of the previous act of harming one's own kind!"
"That's right." Liu Wenjian admitted frankly, "It was precisely because I received the Holy Lord's protection that I was fortunate enough to break free from the abyss of madness."
"However..."