"Human slave!"
The Wolf Barbarian Emperor could not help roaring in fury, murderous intent seething in his eyes. The weather abruptly changed for dozens of miles around, but the instant it reached the Lang Lu Incarnation, everything subsided.
All the furious demon barbarians became utterly calm, the blood-red color swiftly fading from their eyes.
Waves of invisible Sacred Way power smoothed everything over.
Hundreds of millions of barbarians bowed their heads.
When a Half-Sage did not rage, all things were at peace.
Rather than becoming angry, the Lang Lu Incarnation habitually tapped the ground twice with his right forepaw, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"We of the Demon Race love fierce souls most. In the Demon Realm, the sages hate you to the marrow of their bones, but quite a few Demon Sages greatly admire your temperament. You dare ask this sage to serve as your mount? Very good. I find myself less and less inclined to kill you." A speck of crimson appeared in the center of Lang Lu's clear eyes.
That speck of red was thick beyond measure, as though countless streams of blood had gathered within it.
"Then please leave, Your Majesty Lang Lu, and return to Wolf Sage Mountain," Fang Yun said.
"This sage does not wish to kill you, but the Demon Realm does!" The crimson in Lang Lu's eyes expanded another ring.
"The Demon Realm tried. It failed." Fang Yun spoke confidently before the Lang Lu Incarnation, without the slightest fluctuation in his emotions, as though facing an ordinary member of the Demon Race.
The nearby scholars secretly admired him. The Great Scholars were one thing, but every Grand Academician knew full well that a single glance from the Lang Lu Incarnation would leave their entire body rigid. Never mind arguing back-they