Although the Peacock Demon King had some doubts about what Wang Zheng said about his father being an ancient divine beast that had lived from the primordial era to the present day.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Wang Zheng's identity, but rather that he felt that even if someone truly possessed the ability to communicate with gods, it would be impossible for them to live for such a long time.

However, he believed about 70-80% of the secrets Wang Zheng told him.

After all, it's easy to find flaws in fabricated history.

Moreover, he had rarely made a move in recent years. Even if the young man knew about his abilities when he made a move, no one else would know that his natal azure light was obtained through the refinement of his tail feathers.

It's still too difficult to fabricate a unique innate supernatural power that perfectly matches one's own abilities.

Thinking of this, the Peacock Demon King narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wang Zheng seemingly casually.

"No rush, there's plenty of time. Besides, this kid looks like a greenhorn; we'll have plenty of opportunities to slowly extract information from him later."

Hearing the other demon kings echoing his sentiments, the Peacock Demon King... oh, no, he should be called Kong Xuan now, was also in a great mood and laughed heartily.

"Why did the music stop? Where are the dancers? Keep playing the music and dancing! Let's drink until we drop!"

Amidst cheers, Kong Xuan simply waved his hand, and the mess and filth on the ground were instantly cleaned up.

He then clapped his hands lightly, and from behind the screen in the hall, one after another scantily clad beauties filed in and began to dance in the center of the hall.

Afterwards, Kong Xuan and the foreign demon kings around him drank heartily.

He has great ambitions, always has. It's just that his men have gotten used to a comfortable life over the years and are no longer willing to fight for him.

The second and third in command are even more proactive in forming small teams to divide their own strength.

By accepting the offer of allegiance from the foreign demon king, his generosity and willingness to do so will surely attract more demon kings to join him.

Although these demon kings were no longer able to survive in their own territories, they were still at the demon king level, no matter how weak they were.

If a war were to break out between humans and humans, even a one-on-one fight would require a human superhuman to defeat.

Moreover, these foreign demon kings come from different countries and do not stick together. By using them, we can not only suppress the restless second and third leaders, but also potentially bring the demon kings who were originally acting alone in the surrounding areas under our control.

Thinking of this, Kong Xuan's smile became even more enthusiastic. He kept exchanging pleasantries with the new foreign aids, clinking glasses, and downing bowl after bowl of strong liquor, appearing quite heroic.

"The Lava Demon King is being far too kind."

"Wolf King, don't take it too seriously. It was just a moment of carelessness, nothing serious. Besides, he is a rare species. Didn't you hear him say that he had no strength left after that attack?"

...

At this moment, Wang Zheng sat quietly in the first seat, observing the dancing beauties.

Of course, he wasn't interested in these dancers themselves; he was still pondering what their presence here meant.

The vast majority of these dancers were human girls, but there were also a few half-demon offspring of the demon king.

Wang Zheng didn't know if these demon kings had a preference for sons over daughters, but they didn't seem to have any psychological barriers to such a scene.

Wang Zheng could tell from these young women that they were mostly not from China, but rather from other small Southeast Asian countries.

As for your question about saving people?

Forget it, Wang Zheng doesn't even know who's going to save him yet.

Moreover, who knows how long these people have lived in this demon king's territory, or whether they have been brainwashed?

If you get betrayed, you won't even know how you died.

Wang Zheng pretended not to see anything, focusing only on how to say goodbye to the Peacock Demon King after the banquet ended.

However, when his gaze swept over the several demon kings gathered with the Spirit Elephant King, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

As the atmosphere in the hall became lively again, even the Spirit Elephant King, who had just lost face, stopped looking bitter and started exchanging pleasantries with the demon kings around him. Wang Zheng felt an indescribable discomfort.

"Pah, they're all old foxes, not one of them is easy to deal with."

Subsequently, the Peacock Demon King did not go out of his way to please Wang Zheng. After all, he was the overlord of a force and had to consider his own reputation. Otherwise, with so many underlings watching, what prestige would he have?

But after a short while, the seemingly carefree pig demon king approached with a wine cup in his hand.

While he was furtively winking at Wang Zheng, he would also occasionally glance at the Spirit Elephant King, practically wearing his disdain on his face.