Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor of the Demon Race!

The scene change was way too fast.

Gu Yuan naturally followed Agula's perspective to another place.

A flash of white light.

Agula appeared within a teleportation array.

Demon Race cultivators at the Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation guarded the formation on all sides.

When they saw Agula, the guards all greeted him. Unfortunately, he was in a hurry and did not respond.

A vast city, prosperous streets.

The streets were extremely bustling.

All kinds of bizarre Demon Race members, along with some who looked human, mingled among the crowd.

The sight was exactly the same as the human race in an ordinary cultivation world.

It was simply that the hierarchy they followed was far stricter than the human race's, with far more restrictions.

After entering his own secluded estate.

Agula respectfully knelt before a memorial tablet.

Gu Yuan looked closely. The twisted characters on it vaguely seemed to read: Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor.

Great Emperor?

Was he meeting the boss already?

Yet after waiting for quite a while, there was no response at all.

At that moment, a phantom suddenly unfolded.

There was not the slightest cultivation, nor any pressure.

Why did it look somewhat familiar?

The hell, was this a technological projection?

Did the Demon Race do technology too?

Gu Yuan was somewhat speechless—not because of the technology, but because Agula held even less status than he had imagined.

If he could not meet this so-called Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor, he could not pass on the Qi Refining Formula or obtain deeper information.

The projection's face could not be seen clearly; only a shadowy outline was visible.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Agula knelt on the ground and kowtowed once, utterly devout.

The sound was loud, and it was clear that he was extremely excited.

"Speak."

This Heaven-Permeating Great Emperor uttered only one