The many Demon Lords of the Heavenly Demon Clan looked at one another.
They could not refute Zhang Yang's words.
Because in the current world, there truly was no one with a greater backing than Zhang Yang.
Even if he really robbed the holdings of several Demon Kings, those Demon Kings would not dare do anything.
"Robbing them is certain, but it has to be done with sound reason." Zhang Yang fell into thought. "Everything in your Demon Realm is far too straightforward. That won't do!
These rules of brute force need to change.
If violence is the greatest rule in the Demon Realm, then wouldn't everyone else's Demon Dao be gone?
You might as well go learn from the Demon Race."
After pondering for a long while, his eyes suddenly lit up. He said to Gu Yan, "Senior, I'll need to ask you for a favor."
"What favor?" Gu Yan asked.
Zhang Yang smilingly looked at the elderly Heavenly Demons beside him. "By the way, I have yet to ask how I should address you seniors."
The elderly Heavenly Demons were quite pleased by Zhang Yang's respect. One of them smiled and repeatedly waved his hand. "Your Highness, you flatter us too much!
We old fellows have merely lived a few more years.
This old man is Gu Ming, and this is my brother Qinghe... Your Highness, you should know that aside from True Names, our Devil Race only needs a name to call one another by."
Zhang Yang nodded to the elderly Heavenly Demons to show that he understood, then said to Gu Yan, "Senior, I ask that you issue a declaration in the name of the Heavenly Demon Clan, stating that the lands of the Ten Thousand Demons Pool are to be planned out.
Mark every parcel