The Blood Demon King, the War-Heaven Demon King, and the other Demon Lords looked at one another.
They somewhat understood Zhang Yang's reasoning.
But was it right?
Could it work?
Zhang Yang looked at the Demon Kings with a smile. "Whether it works or not, you'll know once you try it.
For example, did you ever imagine that we would sit together and eat hot pot?
Do you need to eat these things?
But when you cast aside your identities as Demon Kings, doesn't it give you a different feeling?
Actually, I think it would be best if you sealed away your Demonic Dao cultivation and used your body's own senses to experience the numbing heat and spiciness of hot pot. I can guarantee that this is an experience you have never had in your lives... a flavor you have never tasted, not even when you were at your hungriest!"
The Demon Kings became wary.
They could put down their status, but they could not abandon their power!
Zhang Yang said meaningfully, "Gentlemen, I have several Emperor Armaments in my hands, as well as dozens of Immortal King Realm subordinates. I can invite a Great Emperor, even my master. If I truly wanted to plot against you, would I need such methods?
I only want to take you to experience a different Heaven and Earth, a different Demonic Dao.
But if you seal yourselves up the moment you take your first step, then forget about ever reaching the Demon Emperor Realm for the rest of your lives."
Thinking of the power Zhang Yang possessed, the Demon Kings felt that he truly could take them down with ease.
The Blood Demon King lowered his guard and said with a smile, "Brother, although you are not entirely one of the Demonic Dao,