Kun Yu left the divine hall, surrounded by a group of Immortal King Demon Race members.
"Demon Master, the Demon Emperor is courting death himself. We only need to wait and watch the show," an Immortal King said.
"No, we can reap the fisherman's profit. Once the Demon Emperor and Jiang Changkong have fought until both sides are battered, we'll make our move."
One Immortal King radiated dense demon qi. He was an Aoyin.
"Exactly, we can reap the fisherman's profit." The other Immortal Kings agreed.
A trace of coldness flashed through Kun Yu's expression. "Eastern Emperor Changyue only came to deal with Jiang Changkong. Once he retrieves the Demon Race's treasures, who will still take him, this Demon Emperor, seriously?"
"The Demon Master is right. That Golden Crow of unknown origins is unworthy of being Demon Emperor. The true Demon Emperor should be the Demon Master."
The demons showered him with flattery. Given the relationship between the Demon Master and the Demon Emperor, he would surely become Demon Emperor in the future.
As for the current Demon Emperor, Eastern Emperor Changyue, none of them took him seriously.
A Divine King who had surpassed the limit was powerful, but not invincible. The clans behind these Immortal Kings basically all had Immortal Emperors.
Moreover, this Demon Emperor's origins were unknown. The Demon Emperor had not personally bestowed the title upon him, so they had no desire to acknowledge him.
After sending all the Immortal Kings away, Kun Yu entered another divine hall and contacted the Flame Immortal Emperor.
"My lord, why did you tell Sun Yuan about the Witch-Slaying Sword as well?"
Kun Yu's expression was extremely ugly. This time, Sun Yuan had practically ground him beneath his feet.
Just thinking about how that monkey would soon spread the news made