Zhang Yang stood with his back to the Flying Eagle Monster Emperor, his gaze calm as he looked at the many great demons of the Flying Eagle Clan. "Do you still want to harvest spiritual treasures?"
The many great demons of the Flying Eagle Clan had not even wrapped their minds around what had happened and were utterly unable to react.
They simply could not understand why their own Monster Emperor was standing on the other side.
Zhang Yang immediately turned around and said to the Flying Eagle Monster Emperor, "Demon Master, see? I told you they would not listen. They insist on ruining your honored title and sabotaging your imperial path!"
"Hmph!" The Flying Eagle Monster Emperor snorted coldly, his savage gaze sweeping over the many great demons of the Flying Eagle Clan.
Only then did the many great demons of the Flying Eagle Clan finally understand.
They immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and cried out in fear, "We will never dare harvest spiritual treasures again!"
Looking at the demons sprawled across the ground, Zhang Yang asked, "Will you listen to the Demon Master's orders?"
"Listen!"
He was their own Monster Emperor. How could they not listen?
"Will you listen to the Monster King Palace's orders?" Zhang Yang continued.
The many great demons fell silent once more.
"Hmm?" Zhang Yang raised his voice.
"Listen!" The great demons panicked again.
They had seen it clearly: their Monster Emperor stood together with the envoy from the Monster King Palace.
Even their Monster Emperor obeyed. How could they dare not obey?
"Very good. Go correct your mistake immediately," Zhang Yang said blandly. "The Demon Master's status is exalted, yet he had to make a personal trip over such trivial nonsense as yours. I hope you will not trouble the Demon Master