After kicking and beating them, Fang Yun seemed to have finally vented his anger. With a black face, he flew before Ox Lu King, released part of his power, and asked, "Will you submit to this Sage, or die?"
"This King would rather die than submit to the Human Race!" Ox Lu King shouted, his eyes filled with contempt.
Fang Yun's expression darkened like still water, as though he had fallen into a dilemma. He paced back and forth atop the Flowing Current before finally snorting coldly. "I can spare Ox Lu King, but it must swear the most vicious oath. At the same time, Mouse Tai King, you must remove its storage stomach pouch and give it to me."
Ox Lu King shouted, "You two need not be afraid—death is merely death! Even if we die, we cannot let the Human Race have its way! After we die, the Ancestral God will help us reshape our bodies, make us gods of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, grant us three thousand beautiful demon women, and give us inexhaustible glory and wealth!"
Mouse Tai King froze, then suddenly swung his claw and viciously slapped Ox Lu King across the face. Furiously, he said, "Idiot! If we all die, who will revive the Demon Realm? Who will resist the Human Race? Who will remember how we fought Fang Yun? As long as we live, we are the greatest blow to Fang Yun and the Human Race! The Human Race has a saying: 'As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.' That is the very principle! As members of the Demon Race, how can our heads be filled with thoughts of going to the Heavenly Demon Kingdom to enjoy ourselves? We should wipe out the Human Race and