If possible, they did not want Yang Chen to negotiate with the Demon Emperor Xie Luo. As a Demon Emperor, Xie Luo had lived for who knew how many years. To put it bluntly, the man had no hair left in his eyebrows or heart—he was empty to the core. Yang Chen was merely a young man; negotiating with him would put Yang Chen at a crushing disadvantage in every respect.
But there was no helping it. The Demon Emperor Xie Luo had swallowed a weight and set his heart like iron—he insisted on negotiating with Yang Chen. This left them with no solution. They could not disregard the bigger picture. If the Forbidden Demon Clan truly stopped stirring up trouble, such an outcome would bring endless benefits to both sides.
Seeing the concern on the Great Emperors' faces, Yang Chen understood their worries and smiled. "Several Great Emperors, this junior understands the pros and cons. If things truly do not work out, you may send me messages to guide me."
"Mm, Little Friend Yang, hearing you say that puts us at ease," He Tan said.
Yang Chen nodded. Then, without further delay, he stepped forward.
On the Forbidden Demon Clan's side, a dark mass of troops had gathered not far away. When they saw Yang Chen emerge, an enormous figure immediately appeared in his line of sight.
Demonic energy surged astonishingly from all over this demon's body. Yang Chen looked carefully and saw him clearly. This Forbidden Demon was also an Immortal Demon, but his body was at least three to five times larger than the Immortal Demons Yang Chen had seen before.
Yang Chen could sense an extremely powerful pressure from him. He knew that this was the Demon Emperor Xie Luo.
"Boy, I am the Demon Emperor