Chu Ye had just sat up in the stone coffin.
At the same time, the four stone statues guarding its corners began to shake with incessant rumbling.
Cracks spread rapidly across them.
Then great chunks of their stone shells peeled away, revealing bodies with rough textures or thick coverings of scales.
"Congratulations on your revival, Demon Emperor!"
After breaking free of their seals, the four Demonfolk immediately dropped to one knee and paid their respects to Chu Ye, the Ancestor of the Heavenly Demons.
"It's been several thousand years, and you four haven't changed a bit." Chu Ye smiled.
These four were his trusted confidants and capable generals. Calling them his right and left arms was no exaggeration.
Three thousand years ago, Chu Ye had maintained the upper hand despite commanding forces dozens of times smaller than the Human Race's, and these four generals of the Demon Race had played an indispensable role.
In terms of strength, Chu Ye could trounce them, but when it came to commanding troops, waging war, setting formations, and breaking them, the four generals were clearly superior to him.
Seeing all four still alive put Chu Ye considerably at ease. Clenching his fist, he declared through gritted teeth, "This time, I will never repeat my past mistakes. I will conquer the Southern Region! I will enslave the Human Race!"
"We are willing to contribute our strength to your great undertaking, Demon Emperor," the four Demon Generals immediately declared in unison.
Seeing Chu Ye rise from the stone coffin and spread his pitch-black wings, one Demon General could not help asking, "Your Majesty, are you leaving the palace?"
"A member of the Human Race outside the palace had the gall to spy on me. Before he escapes, I'm going to slaughter him." Chu Ye did not