The Emperor Zhong's expression also became extremely solemn, and he said, "According to the judgment of the clan, this demon puppet saliva should be a product of 30,000 years ago."

Hearing this, they both breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, feeling a little amused and helpless.

"The Emperor is too sensitive. A product from 30,000 years ago doesn't mean anything." Old Man Yuelong held the Sea Staff beside him in his hand and said, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first. There may be other old friends visiting at the Hongdao Conference in two days. We have to go back and make good preparations."

Upon seeing this, Shangwu Tianzun also stood up. Just as the two were about to leave, they heard Zhonghuang laugh and say, "You two should be patient. In the Demon God Territory, even if other old friends come, they can't cause any trouble."

As he spoke, the Emperor stretched out his hand and flicked the box containing the 30,000-year-old demon puppet saliva under the hesitant gaze of the two people. Suddenly, it exploded into countless pieces. A dull roar was heard, and a terrifying blood-red light suddenly swept across the entire room.

Shangwu Tianzun and Yuelong Old Man were startled by the sudden scene, and their faces suddenly became solemn.

Especially Shangwu Tianzun, a blood light suddenly flashed in his eyes, without him making any movement, he snorted coldly, and his aura burst out, waves of aura like sea waves, covering the entire room. The blood waves roared and screamed, struggling violently, and suddenly turned into a huge figure as black as ink, rushing towards Shangwu Tianzun.

"Don't be so arrogant, evil creature!"

Old man Yuelong waved the sea staff in his hand, and the violent waves made earth-shaking tidal sounds and hit the huge figure hard.

Boom! A loud noise shook the whole room. Old Man Yuelong and Shangwu Tianzun were both shocked, with horrified looks on their faces.

The Emperor Zhong snorted coldly and waved his hands. A Taoist aura filled with a breath of destruction suddenly wrapped around the black shadow, making a series of sizzling sounds and devouring the black shadow until it disappeared.

The black shadow is a humanoid creature, but its hands are extremely long. Its body is hunched, and it can even grab the ground.

After being enveloped by the Dao aura of the Central Emperor, the black shadow roared and screamed, and the deafening sound waves penetrated the entire room, shaking the room. The three people's faces became more and more solemn.

“This is…what’s going on?”

Old Man Yuelong's face flashed with shock. He stared at Zhonghuang intently and said in a deep voice, "Although the Demonic Puppet is a nearly immortal being, it is definitely not something that can be resurrected by just a kind of Demonic Puppet Saliva. Zhonghuang, what is going on?"

The Emperor smiled bitterly and said, "You two have seen it too. Although what Elder Yuelong said is absolutely correct, I really did not do anything to this Demonic Puppet before my eyes."

"In other words, the magic puppet has evolved again?"

Old man Yuelong's words made Shangwu Tianzun's face look a little ugly, but he didn't care about much else. The two of them stared at Zhonghuang without blinking.

The Emperor hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "That should be it!"

Hiss! The expressions of Old Man Yuelong and Shangwu Tianzun changed again. They looked at each other and said to Zhonghuang: "So, this is the fundamental reason why the Demon God Territory is almost crazy?"

The Emperor sighed and said, "The Demon God Leader would not be like this. We just appeared in this world and have not had time to adapt. How could we do such a heaven-defying thing? But you two have seen that even we can survive in that environment, let alone the nearly immortal demon puppets?"

"Back then, this demon puppet wreaked havoc on almost the entire cultivation world. I don't know how many forces were destroyed by it. I had a feeling back then that even though this demon puppet had been severely damaged, it might not be completely destroyed. Now it seems that it is indeed a huge hidden danger."

The Emperor smiled and said, "Things are not that serious. The world is completely different now. Our biggest advantage over the Demonic Puppets is that we can adapt to our own world at the fastest speed, while they are different."

Elder Yuelong and Shangwu Tianzun looked at each other, laughed, and said, "I understand. With the current changes in destiny, you are so desperate. The world is in turmoil, and the things that cannot be tolerated the most are the demon puppets. In this way, the might of heaven is so great that it may be a disaster for the demon puppets."

“So the more lively this Hongdao Conference is, the better. However… if we display our heaven-defying skills in such a grand manner and arouse the wrath of Heaven again, the Demon God Territory will have no room for maneuver.” A strange look flashed across Shangwu Tianzun’s face, and he slowly walked out of the room.

Old Man Yuelong and Emperor Zhong looked at each other, shook their heads, and walked out.

The Emperor watched the two leave and glanced at a corner of the room. Suddenly, a black figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

"Jueying, tell me...are we wrong?"

The black shadow groaned for a moment, then said, "Even if Jueying is condemned by heaven, he would rather not die in the hands of the demon puppet."

The Emperor laughed heartily, his eyes deep and his voice deep, he said: "Then let's go crazy again!"

After saying that, the Emperor Zhong said with some curiosity: "I heard that little guy Yang Zhen wants to argue with me?"

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Jueying shook his head and said, "Someone is interfering."

“Hmph!” Zhong Huang’s face darkened, and then he said with a half-smile: “That’s good. I have indeed developed some interest in Yang Zhen. I heard that he can actually control the essence of Tao. If the rumors are true, then this boy is the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. Maybe he can enter the abyss!”

Jueying was shocked and asked in surprise, "Lord Zhonghuang thinks so highly of this boy?"

"Everything is determined by fate. Whether Yang Zhen can gain my approval depends on his fate. Please ask Master Su to come. I have a feeling that there may be huge changes in Hong Dao this time."

Jueying's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows. Zhonghuang's expression changed repeatedly, and he muttered to himself: "Is it right or wrong..."

In a teahouse in Jushan City, Yang Zhen looked at a set of skills in front of him, with a look of doubt on his face: "The Demon God Territory is definitely doing something, and it's going to be a big thing!"

The mean cat glanced lazily at the technique and said, "Boy, there are many techniques of this level. There's no need to be so nervous, right?"

"What do you know? This kind of technique may be everywhere, but that was in the past. In today's world of cultivation, even the truth cannot be told. Isn't the Demon God afraid of being punished by the heavens by letting people in the world practice this technique?"

At this point, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "What on earth is the Demon God Territory doing? Is he really going to destroy the world of cultivation?"

(End of this chapter)