The Demon Emperor said indifferently. The White Stone Demoness was not a simple demon but a combination of demon and Stone Statue Race. Among the five great Demon Kings, although the White Stone Demoness’s combat power was not the strongest, no one dared to underestimate her.
"Where are the other four?"
The Demon Emperor’s gaze was somber, and hidden within his calm demeanor, demon flames faintly flickered. The Demon Race had a strong life force, and at their level of cultivation, unless unforeseen accidents occurred, they would not fall.
"Those four bulky ones should be arriving soon."
The White Stone Demoness said, her expression cold and seductive, filled with endless allure.
As her voice fell, the entire space began trembling rapidly, small vortices slowly extended and then quickly expanded, spreading across a hundred meters.
A massive blood shadow emerged from the vortex. It was a demon resembling a pangolin, with a pointed head adorned by a pair of red round horns, covered in blood-colored scales, and eyes as red as blood, with remnants of blood slowly dripping from its mouth.
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The Demon Emperor saw the colossal demon, his expression calm, and spoke slowly.
"Greetings, my Emperor!"
The Demon Blood Horn King’s figure dramatically shrank, eventually transforming into a humanoid form with crimson skin, kneeling respectfully before the Demon Emperor.
Following the Demon Blood Horn King, three vast black shadows covered the void, like fish beneath black tides, emerging from the void.
"Greetings, my Emperor!"
"Greetings, my Emperor!"
"Greetings, my Emperor!"
The three figures were incredibly large. On the left was a terrifying black battle elephant, its long trunk whirling, and with each breath, it could stir up a space storm. Invisible demon flames burned eerily in front of it, and upon its appearance, the entire space seems vaguely suppressed - this was the Giant Elephant Battle King.
"You five come to my palace!"
The Demon Emperor ordered, his figure transforming into a black wind, disappearing from the spot. From the moment he vanished, the pressure over the whole restricted area lightened considerably.
The five great Demon Kings rose from the ground, glancing at each other, and flew towards the black palace in midair above the restricted area.
"Hehehe, what do you think the Demon Emperor wants from us five upon awakening?"
The speaker was the Black Demon Nether King. His entire body was shrouded in black mist, indistinct, but as he flew, the space made a continuous hissing sound, slowly being corroded by the black mist.
"It must be about the Celestial Martial Continent. After tens of thousands of years, we still haven’t occupied the Celestial Martial Continent. Hopefully, the Demon Emperor won’t blame us."
The Spider Illusion King was a giant spider with hundreds of iron legs, its head covered with a row of sharp mouthparts, teeth extending outward, terrifying to behold. True to its name, the Spider Illusion King’s specialty was illusions. Any emperor-class strong force that fell into his illusion realm would be at his mercy.
"The Human Race, just like our Demon Race in the endless cosmos, is a pinnacle race. Though individual power may be tiny, it is not short of peerless talents. In the starry sky, there are many Heavenly Dao strong forces belonging to the Human Race."
The White Stone Demoness’s expression was cold, her eyes closed faintly twisting the void, gray currents swirling around the five Demon Kings without any sign of settling.
"Not just in the late Ancient Era, but even now, the Empire creators and destroyers on the Celestial Martial Continent can be considered first-rate prodigies in the starry sky. Even in a remote corner, such talent exists. I wonder what will happen when they leave the Celestial Martial Continent and reach the starry sky."
The Giant Elephant Battle King’s pupils were dark, filled with the flames of destruction. The space shuddered, distorted around him.
"Hehehe, I think they won’t have the day when they leave the Celestial Martial Continent. Now that the Demon Emperor has awakened, and no human Swordsman can pick up the Human Dao Sword, how can they resist the Demon Emperor?"
The Demon Blood Horn King sneered coldly, and the other four Demon Kings did not oppose. Though the Empire creators and destroyers of the Celestial Martial Continent were dazzling, they were still far inferior to the Demon Emperor. From a true sense, the Demon Emperor’s cultivation surpassed the Life and Death Realm King, but upon entering the Celestial Martial Continent, his cultivation was suppressed by the continent’s will.
In the Ancient Era, the Ancient Sword Emperor was only able to severely wound the Demon Emperor by relying on the Human Dao Sword and burning his life force. Now, neither the Empire creators nor destroyers could wield the Human Dao Sword, making them inferior to the Ancient Sword Emperor at his peak.
"However, I find the Celestial Martial Continent quite odd."
The White Stone Demoness pondered, her eyes coldly glittering.
"What’s odd about it?"
The Giant Elephant Battle King was slightly stunned, not understanding the White Stone Demoness’s meaning.
"Don’t you think there are too many geniuses on the Celestial Martial Continent?"
The White Stone Demoness’s gaze swept over the other four Demon Kings, slowly questioning.
"Not just Empire creators and destroyers, but the strong physiques. In the starry sky, on a small continent like Celestial Martial Continent, having one low-level physique genius is already rare. But the Celestial Martial Continent is different; it has numerous strong physiques, almost comparable to typical high-level continents."
The White Stone Demoness hesitated slightly, revealing her thoughts.
Once said, the other four Demon Kings fell into deep thought. They had noticed this a long time ago.
"Enough of this, we’ve reached the Demon Emperor’s palace."
The Spider Illusion King woke up from his thoughts, reminding the other four Demon Kings.
The black palace was immensely vast, like a black dragon coiled in mid-air, emitting immense pressure. Even the full strength strike of a common emperor-class strong force couldn’t leave any mark on it.
The palace’s black doors opened; the five Demon Kings looked inside, seeing the Demon Emperor seated high on his throne, his expression stern. Though he emitted no aura, he still instilled a sense of awe.
"Greetings, Demon Emperor!"
The five Demon Kings knelt simultaneously, their expressions devout.
The Demon Emperor said coldly. Beneath his throne were five black fur chairs, where the five Demon Kings sat, not far from the Demon Emperor.
"Tell me about the situation of the Celestial Martial Continent."
Once they sat, the Demon Emperor spoke, his face pale, red eyes glaring, and a black demon pattern flickering between his eyebrows.
"Yes, Demon Emperor."
The White Stone Demoness began to tell the Demon Emperor about the entire situation of the Celestial Martial Continent. The Demon Emperor had been asleep for tens of thousands of years, and now the Celestial Martial Continent had completely changed. As for the next step for the Demon Race, it still needed the Demon Emperor’s command.