"Marshal Hamo..."
The demon general next to him almost didn't react. At this time, Hamo's identity had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Although the cultivation levels of these people are similar, Hamo's level is already above them.
Now he is... a marshal!
"Marshal Hamo, the current chaos in the camp...how should we solve it?"
The demon general took a deep breath, pointed at the two armies that were still fighting fiercely, and raised the question in his mind.
"This matter is mainly due to the rebellion of Marshal Moto's confidants. You will lead the troops to suppress them. Remember... don't spare any of them."
Marshal Hamo showed a smile on his face, which made the nine demon generals shudder.
Is this person planning to... purge the old subordinates?
And then completely establish his own authority in the demon camp?
Will these demon generals... also be liquidated?
With heavy hearts in their hearts, they led their legions into the chaotic battlefield.
Faced with the army commanded by the demon general, the demon soldiers who had originally resisted were ready to lay down their weapons and surrender.
"Surrender, we surrender!"
With this first roar, the next moment, countless demon soldiers threw away their weapons and raised their hands.
The nine demon generals looked at each other. Now that Hamo was in power, they could not disobey Marshal Hamo's orders, otherwise they would definitely be liquidated.
"Kill them all!"
The nine demon generals issued this order at the same time, without any emotion.
The surrendered demon soldiers were stunned when they saw the soldiers on the opposite side still waving their weapons.
Why, why is this happening?
Why was the massacre carried out even after they surrendered?
The nine demon generals closed their eyes at the same time. They knew that they could not turn back.
Marshal Hamo wanted them to issue this order, to order the massacre of their own tribesmen who had surrendered.
As a result, their reputation is completely ruined, to the point where it cannot be any worse.
Even their own soldiers would doubt them, because those they killed were all surrendered people of the same tribe!
In other words, if they are accused of killing their own people, they will have to pay the price.
Marshal Hamo looked at this scene with a satisfied smile on his face.
He now had to start controlling all the forces in the Demon Clan Camp, and while that lord was still around, he would use his remaining power to completely control the Demon Clan Camp and consolidate his own position.
The first thing to do is to warn these nine colleagues who used to work with him and let them know who has the final say in the demon camp now.
"My Lord, your thigh is really thick. I want to hold it tightly. Maybe I can talk to you again after returning to the demon world."
Marshal Hamo's eyes flashed with excitement. He wanted to go to Ye Feng and flatter him immediately. If he could coax Ye Feng well, his future would be good too.
“The bed is comfortable”
Ye Feng stretched out and lay on the comfortable and soft bed, looking relaxed.
If conditions allowed, he would have to find a girl to sleep with in his arms.
The Demon Emperor of Heaven appeared in this tent, looking at Ye Feng who was taking a nap, and fell into deep thought.
The three punches Ye Feng gave him were really a big shock. He was suppressing the supreme being in cultivation. Their cultivation levels were the same as his, and he was undergoing the same nine tribulations. Yet, you killed him in a matter of seconds.
The Demon Emperor Jitian said that he couldn't understand it.
"Could it be that Ye Feng is hiding his cultivation?"
"But that's not right. He was only a Golden Core before, and he reached the Nine Tribulations so quickly. It doesn't make sense. How could he be stronger?"
The Demon Emperor Jitian frowned, his expression full of confusion.
He thought that he couldn't do it...but his actual cultivation level was at the Celestial Immortal Realm, and his previous level was even that of a Great Emperor!
Why can Ye Feng do something so easily that he can't do it at this stage?
"Demon Emperor Jitian, don't worry about it. The fact that I let you go proves that I am confident that you can't cause me even the slightest bit of harm."
Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the Demon Emperor Jitian with a playful look on his face.
The Demon Emperor Jitian took a deep breath. With the fighting power displayed by Ye Feng, if he did not use the power in his imperial body, he might not be Ye Feng's opponent.
"Who are you, and why is your strength so beyond common sense?"
The Demon Emperor Jitian couldn't help but raise the questions in his mind.
"Haha, it's none of your business. I have no obligation to answer you."
Ye Feng didn't give him any face at all. The Demon Emperor Jitian's face turned black on the spot. He clenched his fists tightly and kept telling himself that he must endure it because he couldn't win.
"My lord, my lord, the storage ring you gave me is full."
A cheerful voice came into the tent, and Torre presented a storage ring like offering a treasure, which was filled with the corpses of demon soldiers.
Ye Feng reached out and took all the storage rings. He patted Torre on the shoulder and removed the mark on him.
"Now you are free"
Ye Feng shrugged. He was now the supreme commander of the demon camp and didn't need this little guy to cover for him.
Torre was distracted for a moment...
It wasn't until he walked out of the tent, clutching a storage ring tightly in his hand, and the morning sun shone on his face, that he realized—
I feel like I am really free!
This feeling of freedom was the one he was most familiar with. There were some immortal stones and Taoist stones in the storage ring in his hand, which was a reward from Ye Feng.
This was something Torre had not expected. He looked back at the closed tent curtain and felt empty in his heart, as if he didn't want this so-called freedom so much anymore.
There's always this illusion of having lost something.
"I didn't expect you to let him go. I thought you were going to kill him."
The Demon Emperor of Heaven sneered.
Ye Feng replied nonchalantly:
"I'm kind and willing to let him go. No? Do you have any objections?"
Ye Feng couldn't have much influence on such a little guy anyway, so he just had to deal with it according to his own temperament.
The Demon Emperor Jitian just smiled and said nothing, and asked which kind-hearted person could plan such a big civil strife in the demon camp?
He could even let the demon soldiers attack three other human families as if nothing had happened.
Can such a person be called kind?
The Demon Emperor Jitian ignored it and found a place to stay, thinking about how to escape the surveillance of so many emperors outside.
"Sir, sir, the things have been collected."
Marshal Hamo came to Ye Feng with a small bag in his hand, looking very excited, and handed the bag to him respectfully.
Ye Feng took the bag and found it was full of storage rings. The number was obviously wrong.
“Isn’t this number a bit wrong?”
Ye Feng squinted his eyes and smiled. The storage ring he gave to Marshal Hamo was not of this quantity.
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