After Lu Chuan gave them the coordinates for the Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits, the three great demon kings could hardly wait and rode long rainbows toward it.
"Speaking of which, when are you going to take this thing off me?"
Six-Eared Macaque pointed rather speechlessly at the black lotus above his head.
This black lotus was extremely formidable. It had suppressed his Niwan Palace and the Primordial Spirit within, leaving him unable to use any of his divine abilities or magic power at all. He was practically crippled.
Being without magic power in this den of demons made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
The only good news, perhaps, was that this Black Lotus Holy Envoy had enlightened the demons, making fights far, far less common.
If you had no magic power anywhere else, then you were the target all the demons bullied. Don't be surprised—demons' lives were just that realistic.
Because he could not use any methods at all, he could not even send a message to the True Martial Great Emperor.
Just look at this pack of demons. They had plots, they had organization, and the gang was this large.
If it were only that, then fine—they were just a rabble of crows and geese. But now they had actually started doing education.
Education!
This was them developing from a rabble of crows and geese into a regular army. If this went on, then one day this gang of demons would absolutely become a great enemy of the Heavenly Court!
No. He had to think of a way to make this Black Lotus Holy Envoy undo the seal, send word to the Heavenly Court, and wipe out this gang of demons.
Lu Chuan smiled. "When you truly submit to This Seat, This Seat will undo it for you."
Undo