"Mother!"
The Ice Phoenix Demon Lord obscured the surroundings and threw herself into the Ice Plains Celestial Lord's arms. Tears streamed down her face, soaking her lapels, and she no longer looked like the calm, courteous figure she had been in the Black Demon Palace. She said bitterly, "That old thief Tushan! I cannot live under the same sky as you!"
"Today, you used your cultivation realm to humiliate me. One day, I will repay it a hundredfold, a thousandfold, slaughtering the human race to settle this debt!"
The Ice Phoenix Demon Lord growled, madness in her eyes, her face twisted into something ferocious and terrifying, revealing the Demon Race's inherent savage nature of drinking blood and eating raw flesh.
No matter how magnanimous a sovereign was, no matter how much favor he bestowed upon his subordinates, it had to be founded upon the brutal bloodshed of an apex predator. Otherwise, the Demon Race would inevitably rebel. Favor and loyalty were utterly useless.
"It is good that Little Phoenix is unharmed."
"It is good that you are unharmed."
The Ice Plains Celestial Lord soothed her gently. Her divine sense spread out as she used the Ice Phoenix Clan's bloodline secret art to examine her daughter's soul and body bit by bit. Then she said softly, "We truly underestimated the human race."
"They are so weak, and yet they never cease their internal strife. Who would have thought that such outstanding figures would suddenly spring up, utterly unreasonable?"
"Human slaves are far too unstable!"
"If we can win this time, we must exterminate every human and cultivate more obedient, more stable slaves anew—pig demons, ox demons, sheep demons, and the like."
"Though their output would be much lower, and they could not produce talismans, magic treasures, flying boats, and such, their