Demon Emperor Bo Kui's voice echoed through the Heavenly Tomb, brimming with smug satisfaction, as though he could already see the new Demon Emperor slaying Xiao Yan.
At those words, however, a smile appeared on Xiao Xuan's face. His voice remained indifferent. "Is that so? Then let's wait and see!"
"What the fuck are you putting on airs for? You're at death's door, and you're still pretending!"
Demon Emperor Bo Kui suddenly broke into a torrent of curses. Ever since this fellow had become a Dou Di, every move Bo Kui made seemed to fall within his calculations. Especially after being suppressed by him, that feeling had only grown stronger, as though everything lay within Xiao Xuan's grasp.
That feeling stirred a faint unease in his heart, and Xiao Xuan's perpetually casual manner only irritated him further.
"Let me tell you, this new Demon Emperor carries the direct bloodline of my Saint Race. He's a Demon Emperor of the Sacred Demon Race! A Demon Emperor of the Sacred Demon Race, even a newly ascended one, absolutely ranks among the strongest Nether Demon Emperors. In other words, he can easily slaughter the Dou Di of your Dou Qi Continent.
"This descendant of yours is dead!"
Demon Emperor Bo Kui sneered.
"Understood..."
That single word was all the answer he received, still utterly casual, without the slightest hint of worry.
"You bastard!"
Demon Emperor Bo Kui grew frantic, but no amount of agitation could help him. His demonic body was still sealed by Xiao Xuan.
"Just you wait. This descendant of yours is dead!"
Demon Emperor Bo Kui snorted coldly, yet a faint unease still lingered in his heart.
Meanwhile, in the Central Plains, Xiao Yan's eyes remained tightly shut within the enormous flaming cauldron. His long hair stirred without wind, while