"The Demon Emperor is wise."
For the first time in history, Kun Yu praised the Demon Emperor.
This was the first time they had thought alike.
The Heaven-Devouring Python said worriedly, "Demon Emperor, Jiang Changkong's strength is rather terrifying."
Kun Yu immediately flew into a rage. "Jiang Changkong is nothing! The Demon Emperor can crush him with one finger. The Demon Emperor has the Chaos Bell protecting him."
He could not wait for the Demon Emperor and Jiang Changkong to start tearing into each other.
It would be best if they fought until both were grievously wounded, each left with only a breath.
Then he could reap the spoils and kill them both outright.
"However, before that, there is one more matter to handle," the Demon Emperor said.
Kun Yu's heart jolted, afraid that he was the one to be dealt with. "What matter?"
The Demon Emperor glanced at him. "The other factions. When I battle Jiang Changkong, I cannot let the others profit from it."
"The Demon Emperor is right. Then let us sweep away the other factions first." Kun Yu relaxed inwardly. As long as he was not being dealt with, all was well.
It was exactly what he had in mind too: sweep away the other factions, then let the two of them wound each other badly.
In the end, he would be the only one to benefit.
Once they were all dead, he alone would be able to find the method to open the Underworld!
A faint, cold gleam flickered in the Heaven-Devouring Python's eyes. This Demon Master truly was no good thing.
Had he forgotten that it was still here?
Though the Demon Master was formidable, he was badly wounded now and all his belongings had been stolen. Could it not even defeat this badly