The Confucian Way to Sagehood
Chapter 1200

No Talk of Friendship!

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The Demon Realm.

The newly built Demon Emperor Hall.

On the throne in the imperial hall sat a Great Barbarian King encased entirely in golden armor. Light shimmered intermittently across the armor, wreathed in seven colors, magnificent beyond compare.

Wisps of the aura of Sainthood drifted from the armor in every direction.

His hands, neck, and every other part of him were sealed tightly within the golden armor. Only a pair of eyes, their black and white sharply defined, showed through the gaps in his visor.

Yet his eyes were covered in a dense web of blood-red fissures, as though they might shatter at any moment.

Several Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings stood before the Demon Emperor. Two white dragons, each three hundred feet long, floated in midair on clouds and mist.

"Ao Tang of the Western Sea Dragon Palace greets Your Highness, the Demon Emperor. On behalf of His Majesty the Western Sea Dragon Sage, we have brought one of his Sacred Scales. When the time comes, it will shine of its own accord and take you into the Bloodmang Ancient Land. Sending you there once will consume a thousand drops of Sacred Blood and five years' worth of Sacred Power. We hope you will slay Fang Yun and not disappoint His Majesty's expectations."

The Demon Emperor's golden visor covered everything except his eyes. Though no movement of his mouth could be seen, a deep voice rose and fell like the tides from behind the visor. It even set heaven and earth resonating, making the entire Demon Emperor Hall tremble faintly.

"I intend to bring a Half-Sage Battle Body."

Great Dragon King Ao Tang froze, then hurriedly said, "How could that be allowed? Although a Half-Sage Battle Body is merely refined from a Half-Sage's remains and has strength

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