All the Rock Demon Clan's lofty ambitions, soaring spirits, and grand designs became phantoms when the tentacles of the realm hegemon truly arrived.
Everything was vanishing like smoke.
"Heavenly Lord..."
"Immortal Sect Heavenly Lord..."
Intense pain appeared in Demon Mountain King's eyes. He no longer bore the bearing of a great ruler who had looked down upon all while slaughtering Immortal Sect citizens.
Crack, crack!
His bones and divine soul were shattering inch by inch.
He clearly sensed his own death approaching, yet he did not dare curse or roar. Instead, his face filled with desperate pleading.
At this moment, the great ruler and ancestor who had governed a minor world was gone.
The servile slave who had once groveled at Flameflow Imperial Heir's side had returned, pleading with a powerhouse from the realm hegemon for something.
"Heavenly Lord!"
"Th-this was all Demon Mountain's greed clouding his mind, his failure to know the immensity of heaven and earth. He ignored the counsel of many cultivators within the clan and insisted on going his own way."
"Demon Mountain deserves ten thousand deaths! May his divine soul never be reborn for all eternity!"
"This has nothing to do with the Rock Demon Clan. I beg Heavenly Lord not to implicate the innocent."
Demon Mountain pleaded.
But there was nothing he could do. He could not move. His mountain-sized demonic body was held by the neck in a slender hand; aside from speaking, he could not even kill himself.
"Hehe, naturally you will die. And you will die after a soul search."
Jiang Ding smiled.
"Your race will not escape either. Every Rock Demon Clansman who participated, directly or indirectly, will die. At most, one or two will be preserved as genetic stock for a biodiversity repository."
"Heavenly Lord!"
Demon Mountain King was