A Great Demon Attacks!

The Cosmic Demon King heard this and let out a cold laugh.

"Half-Step Lamp-Lighting?"

"So what if he's truly lit the lamp?"

"I bear the Roc Bloodline. I can soar ninety thousand miles in a single ascent. In this vast world, there's nowhere I can't go and no one I can't kill!"

Jiao Mo hurriedly cupped his hands. "Little Sage King, I have every faith in your prowess."

"It's just that the old Daoist does have some Dao Cultivation. If he intervenes, I fear he may ruin your plans."

"That's why I had the cheek to follow you. My abilities are meager, but these old bones can at least shield you for a moment and hold that Daoist back."

"When the time comes..."

A ruthless glint flashed through Jiao Mo's eyes.

"Use whatever means you please to kill that human, Little Sage King!"

The Cosmic Demon King looked back at him with an unreadable smile.

"Heh."

"Very well. If you want to watch the show, come along."

With that,

he beat his wings,

and his speed surged another notch.

Jiao Mo watched his receding figure, and the ingratiating smile vanished from his face.

He had lived for thousands of years. Even his eyelashes had seen it all.

How could he fail to see what His Majesty was thinking?

And if he could see it, the Cosmic Demon King certainly could too.

If the Demon Emperor won,

he would eliminate a grave threat and seize the chance to set the Golden-Winged Roc Lineage and Great Tang against each other in a blood feud.

But for the White Flood Dragon Clan, that was no good news...

His Majesty's attitude made it plain: he was unwilling, perhaps even afraid, to wage all-out war against Great Tang.

With only the White Flood Dragon Clan's