A man came out from behind and kicked the demon emperor who had just spoken hard on the butt.
The master walked out of the thatched hut with Mingzhi and Duxing.
Dozens of human emperors saluted:
"Meet the Holy Master!"
The gentleman just nodded, his eyes then fell on the three demon emperors who had just been captured, and his lips moved slightly.
Dozens of human emperors left tactfully. They came here just to show their attitude. Wen Sheng was strong enough to kill these three people a hundred times without even taking a breath.
The three demon emperors didn't dare to breathe when they saw this. If this person lost even a hair, several human realms would go to war directly with the heavenly demon realm.
When they heard Wensheng's spiritual voice, they looked solemn and confused for a while, then nodded heavily.
Then Wensheng let the three demon emperors leave.
"Sir, aren't you going to teach them a lesson?"
Duxing swung his arms, eager to try.
The gentleman just shook his head:
"They have learned enough lessons. There is no need for us to dwell on this."
Duxing nodded obediently, thinking that there must be a reason for the gentleman to do this.
In the days that followed, the gentleman spent his days planting flowers in the courtyard, taking walks, and occasionally staring blankly at the dead tree in the yard.
From time to time, three strange men would enter the thatched hut and chat with the gentleman by candlelight at night.
Mingzhi and Duxing stood obediently outside the door without asking any questions.
A thousand years passed, and on that day, the sky of the Demon Realm became dim, and there seemed to be wailing sounds coming from the air.
A heart-wrenching voice spread throughout the entire Heavenly Demon Realm:
"Sir, sir!"
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