Even if more than a dozen hall masters worked together, they would still be no match for him.

What's the point of fighting? Just surrender and beg for mercy first. As long as he shows enough attitude, he believes the demon god will give him some face.

As expected, the Demon God waved his hand and said, "Since you are from the demon clan, you naturally don't need to cut off your arm. Come here, and follow me from now on. When I return to the demon clan, the first thing I will do is to unify the demon clan. This originally belonged to me. I am only coming back to take back what is rightfully mine. You human cultivators, listen up! Hurry up and cut off your arm, then hurry back and tell them that in half a year, I will visit the five major states one by one. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish. If anyone dares to disobey my decree, I will exterminate his entire clan!"

The words of the demon god were extremely domineering.

And these people really fall for it.

ah!

With a scream, a female monk from Shuiyue Province immediately cut off one of her arms.

With her leading the way, the others cut off their arms without much thought to avoid the demon god's wrath.

Compared with your life, what is an arm?

They know how to make choices.

"Alright, get out of here!"

The demon god shouted coldly.

Duanmu Chun and the other four hurried away.

"Holy Lord, are we going back to the demon tribe now?"

The big demon from the demon clan asked carefully.

The demon god said: "Of course, I will return to the demon tribe."

"Should I notify the other eleven hall masters to come to the city gate to welcome them?"

"No need for that. There will no longer be any Twelve Holy Temples. The entire demon race must obey me. Anyone who dares to disobey will die!"

The demon god said with gritted teeth.