Wensheng is dead!
The news quickly spread from the Heavenly Demon Realm to all the major realms, and all human forces went crazy.
"Wensheng is dead, he died in the Heavenly Demon Realm!"
"It must be those monsters from the Heavenly Demon Realm who launched a sneak attack and plotted against Wen Sheng!"
"I want the demons to die!"
"The human race has passed down its legacy to this day, and Wensheng is one of the brightest stars in human history. How dare the demons, how dare the demon beasts?!"
"Pass on my orders and send the troops. I will seek justice for Wensheng!"
"I will obey the Emperor's order!"
All of a sudden, countless human fleets set out from all realms of the universe and headed straight for the Heavenly Demon Realm.
Even countless low-level cultivators and ordinary people in the human realm requested to destroy the Heavenly Demon Realm and bury all the living beings in a large realm as the burial companions of the Sage of Literature.
Even the monsters that were not from the Heavenly Demon Realm, but from other realms, had gone into hiding, not daring to act recklessly, for fear that the wrath of the human race would fall upon them.
The other demon realms were silent and did not dare to speak out. They could only curse in their own territory:
"Are all the demon beasts in the Heavenly Demon Realm idiots? How dare a spiritual leader like Wen Sheng, the human race, take such a shady action? This will bring harm to all the demons!"
Since the Martial Ancestor passed on his teachings, the human race has been conquering everywhere. There is no species in the universe that has not been slapped in the face by the human race.
In the eyes of other races, humans have transformed from food into terrifying killing machines.
Even some weaker races spoke passionately about how much they admired the Sage of Literature. They had already worshipped the Sage of Literature as a totem and vowed to send troops to attack the Demon Realm.
Of course, these are just strategies they use to curry favor with the human race.
The demons in the Heavenly Demon Realm were even more panicked. Countless powerful demons had packed their luggage and fled overnight, fearing that they would be affected by the war.
The demon beasts in the Heavenly Demon Realm were in a state of panic all day long, and countless demon beasts cursed loudly:
"Who the hell is so stupid that he dares to plot against the human race's literary saint?"
"Yes, Wensheng lived in the Heavenly Demon Realm for a thousand years and taught us a lot of knowledge. He can be regarded as the Holy Master of our Heavenly Demon Realm!"
"Don't let us know who it is, or I'll kill him!"
"By the way, could Wensheng have died of natural causes?"
"You're such an idiot! Wensheng is said to be a powerful emperor, practically as old as the sky and as vast as the earth!"
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Countless monsters in the Heavenly Demon Realm put the blame on the three emperors. They didn't dare to say anything, but they cursed them in their hearts.
Only the Great Emperor can plot against the Great Emperor. There are only three Great Emperors in the Heavenly Demon Realm, unless there is an external Great Emperor.
But even if there was an external emperor, it was the fault of the three emperors in the Heavenly Demon Realm, because their negligence led to Wensheng being plotted against by the external emperor.
This blame must be firmly placed on the three great emperors of the Heavenly Demon Realm.
The thatched hut where Wensheng lived before has now been designated as a forbidden area by the three demon emperors, and no one else can enter.
The thatched hut had been transformed into a mourning hall, and three strong men were kneeling in front of the dry wooden coffin, tears streaming down their faces.
"Master, why did you pass away?"
"We haven't had enough of being your disciples for these thousand years!"
"Why, why, why did the emperor's lifespan decline?"
The three strong men were none other than the three demon emperors of the Heavenly Demon Realm. Wen Sheng’s previous request was to have them become his disciples. The three of them would come several times a week to listen respectfully to Wen Sheng’s teachings.
All three of them have the stature of literary saints, wisdom, power and shock, and have benefited a lot.
Mingzhi and Duxing knelt on both sides of the coffin, looking at the coffin with some holes in it, and felt even more sad.
Such a simple mourning hall and such a broken coffin were the funeral of a great literary saint of the human race.
It's not that they are unwilling to do it, but Wensheng has already given instructions:
"When I die, if I live near a tree, I'll use it as my coffin. If I live near water, I'll use water as my coffin. If I can't find either, I'll use the earth as my blanket."
At that time, the two of them thought the master was joking, but they never expected that his words would come true. The master died leaning against a dead tree in the yard...
For the first time, the two rebelled and wanted to refute the master's order. How could the master, a man of such stature, use a dead tree as a coffin?!
However, the three demon emperors told them that every word of the emperor was the law of heaven and must be carried out. Even the emperor could not disobey, otherwise great terror would occur.
When Mingzhi and Duxing made the dead tree into a coffin, they tried their best to preserve its original appearance. However, the dead tree was too thin and thin, just like the man's shriveled body, and it was old...
There were even a few holes on it, which were already on the trunk itself. They couldn't even make a complete coffin out of this dead tree.
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"Emperor of the Heavenly Demon Realm, get out here right now, or I will slaughter the entire Heavenly Demon Realm!"
The voice of a human emperor carried tremendous power and endless anger.
Outside the Heavenly Demon Realm, there are endless human cultivators and fleets, numbering in the billions.
There are even dozens of emperors, some of whom are from the human race, and some are from other races that have received the grace of the Sage and have formed an alliance with the human race.
Dozens of great emperors looked at the Heavenly Demon Realm in front of them. If it were before the teachings of the Sage of Literature, they would have directly destroyed the Heavenly Demon Realm. There would be no need for so many reasons.
If you don't know etiquette, you can't stand.
They are reasonable. At the very least, the interrogation process is indispensable. This is the teaching of the Sage of Literature.
We cannot let a bad person go, but we cannot wrongly accuse a good person either.
Three demon emperors in mourning clothes, and Mingzhi and Duxue carrying a dead wooden coffin flew out from the demon world.
"Saint Master's servant... Demon King, why are you two together?"
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