"Is the Demon Alliance really that well informed?"
The Red King and the others had heard of the Demon Alliance. Its minimum entry requirement was Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and dragons and fish mingled within its ranks. It liked collecting negative emotions and could be called the stronghold of the demonic path in the Cultivation World. It was tremendously powerful; in terms of reserves and strength, perhaps no top sect could match it.
They lived far across the ocean and rarely dealt with the Demon Alliance.
The Demon Alliance was powerful, but their Superpower Organization was not necessarily any weaker. If it dared snatch the Imperial Heirloom Seal from them, it had better first weigh whether it had the ability. "These two are useless now. Burn them," the Curse King suggested.
The Red King nodded and cursed, "Two Foundation Establishment Realm nobodies thought they deserved to get involved with the Imperial Heirloom Seal? They must have gotten tired of living!"
The Force Wielder and Mind Master trembled in terror. If anyone traced things back to their source, the two of them had been the first to try to steal the Imperial Heirloom Seal.
They had even attacked Zhou You back then, only to be beaten into a headlong retreat by him when he had just entered Qi Refining.
Thinking back now, they must have been drunk out of their minds. With their strength, how had they thought themselves fit to lay a finger on the Imperial Heirloom Seal?
Luckily, Zhou You had beaten them back then. Had they beaten Zhou You, the next person they would have faced would have been Heavenly Calamity.
Thank you for beating me, Brother Zhou!
Even hitting me with a brick was for my own good.
The Red King snapped his fingers, and the blood cloud