At once, the gathered Dark Demon Gods cursed this Aodebiao a hundred times in their hearts, but on the surface, each of them remained shrouded in darkness on his own, giving no response whatsoever to Nalant's words.
"No response? It seems none of you esteemed lords feels stronger than me, Aodebiao. Very well, then. If any of you encounter humans provoking you again in the future, you had better be a little smarter and not let humans swindle you again!"
"I, Aodebiao, am not saying this to prove I am stronger than you. I am sincerely doing it for your own good!"
And so, amid the twitching corners of the Dark Demon Gods' mouths, Nalant did not continue speaking.
After all, even after he had needled the Dark Demon Gods so many times, not a single one had stepped forward to confirm it. There was no point in continuing.
On the contrary, if he drew the God of Undeath's attention and displeasure up on the high platform, the loss would outweigh the gain.
After waiting for roughly two more hours, Aodebiao was drawn again in the arena.
When Nalant arrived in the arena, what stood ahead of him, to his surprise, was an extraordinarily dazzling human woman.
However, after looking carefully, Nalant relaxed, because the opponent was not a human, but a demon—precisely that extremely powerful female succubus.
Why did Nalant relax? The reason was naturally very simple. Although this female succubus might be very strong, she absolutely would not give him a major headache over how to spare her life.
At this moment, the female succubus also saw Nalant enter the arena. An almost imperceptible glint flashed through her eyes, and then she said in surprise, "To think I would run into you, Demon God's Shame?"
"Ah, you're that