The depths of the Western Regions, within the Demon Court.
The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.
Dark red demonic qi swirled above the great hall, lingering for a long time.
At the center of the hall, an old man with white hair was kneeling.
Though he had taken human form, two withered dragon horns still remained on his forehead.
"Your Majesty!"
"Great Tang has gone too far! First they killed the prodigy of my clan, Jiaoxu, and now they've gone even further, publicly slaughtering Jiaoli and Jiaoxuan, two of our Demon Kings!"
"How is this merely killing the Demon Kings of my White Flood Dragon Clan? They're clearly slapping you in the face, Your Majesty, and challenging the authority of the entire Demon Court!"
On both sides of the great hall,
stood dozens of figures radiating terrifying auras.
At that moment,
these Great Demons, each powerful enough to unleash a bloody storm in the outside world, all lowered their heads and eyes.
Losing two Lotus-Planting Realm Demon Kings would be a devastating blow to any clan.
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing that there was still no response from above, Jiaomo abruptly lifted his head, his eyes bloodshot.
"Your old servant begs Your Majesty to issue an edict! Allow me to muster the soldiers of my clan and march into Liangzhou!"
"I'll tear the murderer limb from limb and devour his flesh raw! I'll avenge my fallen clansmen!"
"If Your Majesty refuses, then today... I'll smash my head against the floor of this great hall!"
With that,
he made as if to charge.
Just then,
"Cough... cough, cough..."
On the throne, the figure slowly stirred.
He did not look tall; in fact, he seemed rather frail.
His simple robe bore no elaborate decorations.
This supreme being who ruled the countless demons of the