Wild History of the Heavenly Emperor

Duan De was the type of person who would never shed a tear until he saw his coffin, and would not give up until he reached the heart of the Ji River.

After Qin Sheng said he would tie him up, he was still being stubborn.

"You can't treat me like this! I performed meritorious service for the Four Heroes of the Firmament, I bled for everyone, and I have a heart of pure loyalty!"

"Qin Immortal, have you forgotten our past friendship? We shared adversity and blessings, chopped off a dog's head, and burned yellow paper!"

The Black Emperor flew into a rage and bit down hard, making Duan De howl.

"Daoist friend, it's not that I don't cherish our old ties; it's mainly that even if I were willing to let you go, Yezi and the Black Emperor wouldn't agree."

The Eastern Immortal was a sentimental person; it was the Sacred Physique and the Black Emperor who were too bad.

"I'll be the first not to agree!" the Black Emperor immediately stated his stance, and made some small movements.

"Dead Dog, where are you patting your paws!"

Duan De screamed in alarm as the Black Emperor's claws groped toward his Sea of Bitterness, harboring extremely malicious intentions.

"Daoist friend, today next year, I will make offerings to you."

Qin Sheng took out his own coffin, preparing to pack Duan De into it, and the Wicked Daoist finally softened a bit.

"I'll confess! I'll confess everything!"

"Is there really a problem with that tomb?" Ye Fan's eyes widened a bit.

"You still don't understand Dezi well enough." Qin Sheng shook his head.

"He's certainly willing to profit at others' expense, but he won't do it if it doesn't benefit himself, and harming himself to benefit others is an absolute