"In the past, you would never have dared stand as my equal. Compared to then, you have already made great progress."
Moxialuo spoke calmly.
After speaking, his expression suddenly turned cold and severe.
"But what surprises me is that you dared attack a Demon Emperor of our clan without permission. Have you stopped taking me seriously now that you have become a Demon Monarch?"
As his words fell,
the atmosphere grew heavy.
Langfellow's expression changed drastically.
Moxialuo was clearly angry. If the two Demon Monarchs truly came to blows, it would be a catastrophe for the clan.
Never mind the other clansmen.
Even he had no confidence that he could survive the aftershocks of a battle between such powerful beings.
Just as Langfellow's heart trembled,
Yelvis's expression remained unchanged. "You are overstating matters, Lord Demon Monarch. I was merely teaching him a lesson.
"No matter what, I am also a ruler of the Moxialuo Clan. What right does Yifli, a mere newly ascended Demon Emperor, have to seize my seat?
"This lesson was only meant to teach him his place.
"Even if you had not intervened, Lord Demon Monarch, I would not have taken his life."
As he spoke,
Yelvis paused, then continued, "If you are displeased with this matter and wish to act on his behalf, Lord Demon Monarch, I have nothing to say.
"But I have devoted myself wholeheartedly to the clan. What right does a mere newly ascended Demon Emperor have to stand as my equal?"
A dark aura spread.
His eyes were filled with disdain for Yifli.
Moxialuo did not reply. He merely looked at Yelvis indifferently.
After a long while,
he waved his hand. Yifli felt as though lightning had struck him, his body bursting open in midair as he was sent flying.
"You are