As the Demon Emperor moved, wave after wave of power surged forth.
"Hmph, a mere Netherworld Office dared to resist me? Then don't blame me for showing no mercy."
The Demon Emperor's aura bore down in an instant. A surge of power of destruction emerged from his body and swarmed toward the entire Netherworld Office.
His action instantly left Heavenly Dao Hongjun and the Lord of Fate outside pale with shock.
"What happened? Why has the Demon Emperor's aura gone berserk?"
"Heavens, what is he trying to do? Why does it feel like he wants to destroy the Netherworld Office? Don't tell me our words have become a prophecy!"
Heavenly Dao Hongjun was especially shocked. Had the Demon Emperor truly lost his reason?
He actually wanted to destroy the entire Netherworld Office. What had happened? Why had the Demon Emperor become so extreme?
The Lord of Fate's expression was grave. "It seems he has gone berserk, but whatever happens now, there really isn't much we can do about it."
"Remember, even before the Demon Emperor gained that power, dealing with him was already incredibly difficult for us."
"The Demon Emperor gives us face and is willing to discuss certain matters with us because he thinks highly of us. But with his true strength, what could we do even if he refused to give us face? He would still be perfectly fine. It may sound heartless, but that is reality."
Hearing the Lord of Fate's analysis, the desperately anxious Heavenly Dao Hongjun instead calmed down.
He muttered to himself somewhat bewilderedly, "We can't stop him anyway, so let him be. Once we return here, we can rebuild the Netherworld Office if it comes to that."
"But we don't know whether he has truly lost all awareness. What worries me is that