There was no need for these few fools at all. What they had done just now had thoroughly enraged him, and there was no use in keeping them alive anyway.
"As you wish."
After Ye Lin spoke, he flicked a finger. A faint breeze drifted past, and the three Demon Kings before him turned to ash. Until the moment they died, they never knew what Ye Lin had done—or how they had died.
Though he had already witnessed it once, seeing it again still made the Demon Emperor feel the terror of Ye Lin's methods. At the same time, he began to doubt Ye Lin's cultivation.
Ye Lin's methods looked comparable to his own at his peak. If his guess was right, Ye Lin was also an Emperor.
The Demon Emperor now had countless doubts in his heart. Why had spiritual energy vanished? Why had the Demon World become like this? Why was there not a single Human Race expert? Why had the immortals and gods disappeared? And why was there a new Emperor?
He buried all these questions deep in his heart. He still did not dare ask Ye Lin. Having once been an Emperor himself, he knew full well the pride of an Emperor.
Even if he had once been an Emperor, he no longer was. A new Emperor would not show courtesy to a fallen old Emperor. Not killing you was already giving you plenty of face.
It was like if he encountered a weak Immortal Emperor now—he would definitely strike without hesitation.
"Take me there."
Ye Lin spoke then. He remained quite interested in the Demon Emperor's possessions. The Demon Emperor had once been a Tribulation Transcendence expert; perhaps he possessed something important from Skywave Sacred Land.
A Sacred Land from the primordial era was comparable