The Demon Empress remained silent for a long time.
Her violet-gold eyes stayed fixed on Huo Yuhao, as if she intended to see straight through him.
Huo Yuhao appeared calm, but his heart was racing wildly.
He had already said everything he needed to say.
He had also finished making up everything he could.
If the Demon Empress still did not believe him, he could only have Electrolux forcibly activate spatial teleportation.
As for whether he could escape...
That would depend on fate.
"You said that one day, you would kill your way into the God Realm?"
The Demon Empress finally spoke, her voice as cold as ever.
"Yes."
Huo Yuhao did not hesitate. He said seriously, "Soul Beasts being unable to become gods was a rule set by those arrogant, brain-dead gods. As long as that rule remains, the Soul Beast race will never have a future."
That was not something he had made up.
The Demon Empress gave him a deep look.
She still could not determine whether Huo Yuhao had truly been a Soul Beast who had rebuilt his cultivation.
There were simply too many suspicious things about this young man.
But one thing could not be faked.
That Three-Hundred-Thousand-Year True Dragon had indeed willingly sacrificed herself to him.
And the Million-Year Ice Silkworm within him was real as well.
More importantly, when Huo Yuhao mentioned Tang San, there had been no obvious anomaly in his spiritual fluctuations.
He truly held no reverence for that Sea God.
There was even hostility.
That was enough.
"Go."
The Demon Empress withdrew the pressure that had blanketed the entire deserted island and said indifferently, "Until you truly possess the qualifications to challenge the God Realm, do not appear before me again."
Upon hearing that, Huo Yuhao nearly cried with gratitude.