"Demon Emperor Ji, what are you saying?"
From within the hall came the Undying Tribulation Demon God's voice, brimming with fury.
"I humbly request that Father King ascend to heaven!"
Demon Emperor Ji clasped his hands slightly.
"Hahaha, my good son, Demon Emperor Ji. Among my ten thousand-plus descendants, you are the most promising. I intended to groom you as my successor, but you simply cannot hold your nerve!"
The Undying Tribulation Demon God said coldly.
"Father King, you have lived for tens of thousands of years and still refuse to abdicate. When will I, your eldest son, inherit the title of Undying Tribulation Demon God?"
Demon Emperor Ji said calmly.
"Demon Emperor Ji, what colossal nerve you have! You dare scheme to seize the throne while Father King is still alive!"
At that moment, an icy shout rang out. A young man approached slowly with more than a dozen people behind him. It was none other than the Seventh Prince, Mo Yong.
Following behind the Seventh Prince Mo Yong were the Demon Tower Divine King and a group of Divine King-level experts from Demon Tribulation Hall. These were precisely the experts who had previously followed Demon Emperor Ji into the Ten Thousand Year Demon Pit.
When Demon Emperor Ji saw this, he was briefly stunned before sneering. "Mo Yong, Mo Yong, it seems you had been putting on an act all along. I never expected you to secretly persuade all these ancestors!"
"Royal Brother, Father King gave them plenty of reasons they could not refuse, so naturally they pledged themselves to me. I hid myself and followed behind you all this time just to wait for this day. I want everyone else to know that I, Mo Yong, am no mediocre talent!"
Mo Yong said.
"Then you have miscalculated.