"I'll say it again, I want to see the Holy King. Either you call him over, or I go see him myself." Xu Jiujun glanced at the young general, his tone full of impatience.

"Impossible!" The young general had just finished saying this when he was blown away by Xu Jiujun's aura, but soon, he was caught by an old man and sent back.

The aura of the old man seemed to have reached the pinnacle of the world. Even if it was not released immediately, the people below would feel uncomfortable.

Extreme!

This old man should be the Holy King, the leader of the human race in the Holy Demon Realm.

Xu Jiujun and the Holy King looked at each other and both thought that the other was just an ordinary person.

"Are you the Holy King?" Xu Jiujun asked.

"Yes, I wonder if my friend has anything to talk to me about." The Holy King nodded and asked in return.

"Peace." Xu Jiujun said.

"Peace?" the Holy King repeated, then asked, "Could you elaborate?"

Xu Jiujun brought up Xu Sijun's theory of not killing those who surrendered. The Saint King nodded repeatedly and then said, "But how can you guarantee that the demons will do this?"

"These are the words spoken by the Demon Commander. You don't have to doubt their authenticity. Since I have the ability to hear what the Demon Commander said, I can naturally guarantee that what she said is true."

The Holy King hesitated, but did not dare to speak directly, because he could not see through Xu Jiujun's strength. At first glance, he seemed ordinary and just an ordinary person.

But his temperament doesn't seem like that of an ordinary person, and he always feels a little stronger than himself.

Seeing that the Saint King remained silent, Xu Jiujun continued, "If you don't believe me, you can test my strength. Then you will know whether my words are true or false."