The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Since Shen Zhao remained silent, Li Cangqiong naturally dared not utter a single word.

Li Cangqiong's attitude was extremely humble, showing none of the majesty that a ruler of a realm should possess.

But if one knew that just a month ago, he was tricked by Shen Zhao and lost 80% of his cultivation, and that two Great Emperors from the Netherworld Holy Land and the Other Shore Sect were also injured to the point that their life essence was damaged, forcing them to slumber for at least a hundred years to recuperate, one would understand why his attitude was so humble.

The Nine Netherworlds have reached a point where there is no one left to use.

Strength is always the ultimate truth!

After a long while, Shen Zhao finally spoke.

He casually flipped through the "Myriad Paths of Slavery" and asked as he read, "You want to sue for peace, don't you?"

“Yes!” Li Cangqiong hurriedly said, “Commander Chen, this war should end now. Continuing to fight will only cause great harm to both sides.”

"Heh, Realm Lord, your words are truly laughable. If I remember correctly, this war was started by your Nine Netherworlds, wasn't it?"

"Commander Shen, please be merciful and spare Jiuyou's life. The Jiuyou clan will forever remember your great kindness."

"Is it to remember the shame I brought you?"

After quickly turning the last page, Shen Zhao closed the "Ten Thousand Paths Slave Codex" and gave Li Cangqiong a meaningful smile.

"I'll let you go, but once you've recovered your strength, you'll continue your vain attempts to conquer the Nine Realms?"

Li Cangqiong, you should be thankful that your life source is connected to the will of Heaven. I haven't figured out how to kill you yet.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be sitting here negotiating with me at all.

Let me tell you, between the Iron Flame Army and the Nine Netherworlds, only one side can survive!

Go back and wait to see my Iron Flame Army slaughter the last of your Nine Netherworld people!

After saying that, he unleashed his palm force, and the "Ten Thousand Paths Slave Scripture" instantly turned to ashes.

"Are you really going to fight to the death?"

Veins bulged on Li Cangqiong's forehead as he stared in disbelief at the destroyed secret technique in Shen Zhao's hand.

"A fight to the death? Do you think the Nine Netherworlds still have the resources to talk about a fight to the death?"

When you have repeatedly and tirelessly slaughtered the people of the Nine Realms for ten thousand years, you should have expected this day to come!

Li Cangqiong stared at Shen Zhao with a sinister look in his eyes, then wearily got up and tried to leave the tent.

"Wait!"

"Is there anything else, Commander Shen?"

"Thank you for your generous gift. To show my respect, I should reciprocate."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and two soldiers immediately carried a box and placed it in front of Li Cangqiong.

"This is?"

"The remains of the Asura Emperor, I'm sorry, it's been two years, I should have returned them to you long ago."

Li Cangqiong frowned, slowly opened the box and took a look.

Instantly, his already pale face turned even paler.

"You, you..."

"How about it? Covering the mangled remains of a peak-level Emperor with rotten fish, are you satisfied?"

"Shen—Zhao—"

Such a cruel and humiliating method completely chilled Li Cangqiong to the bone.

This is terrifying. Why is this man so cruel?

"see a visitor out!"

Ignoring Li Cangqiong's shock and anger, Shen Zhao smiled faintly and ordered his men to send him, along with the Asura Emperor who had been slowly tortured into fish scales, out of the military camp.

"Give me just two more months, and I will completely erase Jiuyou from the Nine Realms!"

Shen Zhao gazed at the blood moon outside the tent and clenched his fists.

"This time, it's the closest we've ever come to success. We're sure to succeed!"