"Ah!"
"Why? This is the imperial crown of my Flame Stone Family!"
The Flameflow Imperial Heir roared madly, smashing things again and again, bellowing without cease.
His voice echoed through the empty palace.
Two Kings stood silently within the palace as well.
One was a pitch-black giant of demonic stone, heavy as a mountain. He was Mo Shan, chieftain of the Rock Demon Clan and a loyal servant of the Flame Stone Family. Even now, he stood respectfully and humbly, carefully listening for any word from his master.
The other was a King of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, broad-bodied and crowned with a thick horn.
He watched the crazed Flameflow Imperial Heir coldly without saying a word.
He was the Flame Stone Family's Sinking Mountain King, and also the Flameflow Imperial Heir's own uncle. He would not betray him; he would accompany the Flameflow Imperial Heir in death.
This was the Flame Stone Great Emperor's command.
When an Imperial Heir died, prodigies, heroes, and Kings had to be buried alongside him.
Clack.
A general-rank Rock Demon Clan cultivator, covered in wounds and breathing weakly, entered the great hall. Seeing this scene, fear rose in his heart, and he hesitated, not daring to speak.
"Azure Rock, you are called Azure Rock, right?"
"You are Mo Shan's son."
The Flameflow Imperial Heir suddenly recovered from his frenzy. In a gentle, cordial voice, he said, "What is it? Speak. Do not be afraid."
This was the son of his most loyal general. He had always treated him kindly and looked after him often, moving many Kings of the slave races to tears, who called him a virtuous Imperial Heir.
"Imperial Heir..."
Azure Rock's eyes instantly reddened, tears glimmering faintly within them.
He had been taught all his life to be loyal to