"casual!"
Aoqian no longer wanted to pay attention to Xuan Ce.
He has already lost some time.
We cannot stand by and watch the Demon King escape.
"Wait!" Xuan Ce tried to stop him.
Ao Qian immediately gathered his power, "Since you insist on blocking me, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Xuan Ce stared at Ao Qian in astonishment, "You intend to attack me?"
He found it hard to believe that the demons had treated Xuan Ce with utmost respect for hundreds of thousands of years.
Although Xuan Ce's divine status is second only to the God Lord, over the past hundreds of thousands of years, due to the numerous missions he has had to complete in the mortal realm each year, his divine status is no longer as strong as it used to be.
Given that he comes from the lineage of the ancient gods, who in the entire Six Realms would dare to touch him?
This superiority allowed him to run rampant in the Six Realms.
However, I didn't expect to run into a stubborn young man who wouldn't eat a single grain of rice.
"I told you, if you insist on stopping me, I won't be polite. The Demon King must die! No one can change that!" Ao Qian's killing intent was already overflowing.
Xuan Ce's dignity was completely lost; he had actually been provoked by a young junior.
He released his divine status, thinking that, as in the hundreds of thousands of years before, he would be looked up to and revered by them.
However, Aoqian's face remained expressionless.
Looking at the colorful holy radiance, he gave a cold smile, "This is the holy radiance of your godhood? It's weakened to this extent? You've lived for so long, how could your divine power have weakened so severely?"
Being mocked by a junior was unbearable for Xuan Ce.
"Boy, do you even dare to question me?" Xuan Ce tried to crush Ao Qian with his divine power.
However, Ao Qian easily bounced back.
He used the newly fused power, not just the simple power inherited from the demon race, but a mixture of the powers that Song Xiwei had taught him.
Xuan Ce was actually injured by Ao Qian's counterattack.
His already weakened divine status was now on the verge of vanishing into nothingness.
"You, how could you possibly... Demons can't hurt me because of the contract, so how could you hurt me..."
Xuan Ce never expected to be defeated by a mere young upstart.
“I said, the one who signed the contract with you was the first Demon Lord, not me. Others are suppressed by you because of the contract, that’s their business, I’m different,” Aoqian said coldly to Xuan Ce.
Aoqian thought of Song Xiwei, his eyes welled up with tears, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
Song Xiwei was truly his lucky star.
Without Song Xiwei, how could Aoqian defy fate and escape being bound by the contract?
Only now does he realize just how much change Song Xiwei's appearance has brought to him.
The constraints that the demon race had been bound by for hundreds of thousands of years were no longer binding on him; he was free.
...
Song Xiwei did not receive an immediate response from Aoqian.
The elder continued his report: "The divine messenger did some calculations, then his expression suddenly changed drastically. He exclaimed, 'Oh no, oh no!' Then he went to find the Emperor, saying he wanted the Emperor to fulfill the contract. We sent a group of people to accompany him, also because we were worried that this divine messenger might harm the Emperor..."
Song Xiwei's expression changed drastically.
For some reason, I always felt that the messenger was strange.
"Is there any record of the interactions between the Xuan Tian Divine Lord, that divine envoy, and the demon race?" Song Xi asked with a stern face.
"This...this is a secret of my demon race..."
"If something were to happen to the Emperor, could you protect the Demon Clan? Could the Six Realms tolerate you?" Song Xiwei needed to understand the situation as soon as possible.
It turns out it wasn't just a simple case of spies infiltrating the demon race; the situation might be much more complicated.
"That won't do either. You're from another race. How can you possibly know our demon race's internal secrets so easily?"
There were a few stubborn old men who just wouldn't let Song Xiwei know.
One elder, however, hesitated to speak, his expression seemingly softening.
Song Xiwei raised her hand and pointed at him, "Are you going to oppose me like them?"
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