"It's no use. It's all too late," the Great Willow Tree said slowly, with great difficulty.
"It looks like this Demon God has already addled your mind... since you want to submit, why not curse it viciously instead?" Zhang Ming said.
"Huh?" The Great Willow Tree was a little bewildered, unable to follow his reasoning. "What good would cursing do? The Demon God won't lose a scrap of flesh. Are you proficient in cursing power? But even curses can't hurt a Demon God."
Zhang Ming snorted. "Of course it helps. I'll teach you how to curse."
He thought for a moment. "Usually, you take a term for a relative, add a certain organ, and put them together with a verb. That gives you an insult."
"For example: [Dusk], you were raised on your mother's toenails!"
Zhang Ming cursed viciously.
The radiation from the Demon God's power caused mutations throughout his body, inflicting excruciating pain.
So he cursed while clearing away those anchorings.
The Great Willow Tree repeated after him, beginning to curse wildly too, louder and louder.
Jia Huangjin and Flaming Sun, who were eavesdropping through the communicator, heard those vulgar words...
And were dumbfounded!
Moreover, those vulgar words grew louder and louder, practically filling heaven and earth, as though they would engulf the entire world.
"Lord Flaming Sun, what do we do? The Demon God has driven my old buddy insane!" Jia Huangjin wailed miserably.
Flaming Sun remained silent. In his long life as a dragon, this was the first time he had heard such vicious insults. He felt that his standards of decency needed lowering.
Only after a long while did Flaming Sun catch his breath. "Don't panic... he hasn't gone mad yet. There seems to be some logic to this way of cursing."
"Well? Does cursing