Wan Ge's expression changed drastically: "You bastards, how dare you point weapons at me? Are you blind?"
"Who exactly are you? How dare you impersonate our Emperor? Do you know that this is a capital offense?" They couldn't sense the power of the person in front of them; it was clear that he was superior to them.
It's best to avoid fighting those stronger than yourself, so the guards first tried to persuade the demon in front of them to stop fighting.
"Impersonating?" Wan Ge found it extremely funny: "You're saying I'm an imposter? Have you lost your minds?"
Just then, the other great demons also arrived. Standing on the city wall was a great demon whose aura was very different from the other demons.
"How dare you impersonate His Majesty!" A deep, resonant voice, tinged with age, rang out, but his face appeared remarkably youthful.
Sang Wan became a little nervous: "Hey, you're not really an imposter, are you?"
Although he asked that question, he didn't really think that Wan Ge was an imposter. After all, she was so powerful and really resembled the legendary Emperor, who was indeed extremely powerful.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What benefit would I get from impersonating someone else?" To be honest, she wasn't interested in the throne at all, and she had been the same way in all these worlds.
"That's true. You're already incredibly powerful; there's really no need for you to impersonate him." If she can't defeat His Majesty, impersonating him would be a capital offense. If she can defeat His Majesty, then why bother impersonating him? She could simply defeat His Majesty and become the new ruler of the demon race; there's absolutely no need for impersonation.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Seventh Elder. Even you're saying I'm an imposter?"
The Seventh Elder on the city wall spoke up: "What else? His Majesty has never left the Demon Capital; it's impossible for him to have returned from outside."
"Yeah?"
The Seventh Elder was getting impatient: "Enough with the nonsense, just take them down."
Wan Ge felt that this world seemed to consist of nothing but fighting, except for cultivation. Was this what it was like to be a demon king? Always fighting, and even after reaching the highest position, there was still fighting.
Just as Cang Mu and Sang Wan entered battle mode, they suddenly discovered that a barrier had been set up to protect them.
Wan Ge picked up her sword and fought with them, unleashing a large amount of demonic power.
In the Demon Capital, the place with the most abundant demonic energy and resources, Wan Ge has no worries about her power running out.
No one knows the Demon Capital better than her. The overall fortune of the Demon Capital is inseparable from her, so returning to the Demon Capital is like returning to her home ground. If she can be relaxed even when she is not in her home ground, then what is there to worry about when she is in her own home ground?
In less than fifteen minutes, all the guards who wanted to arrest her were lying down.
Wan Ge floated in mid-air and stared at the Seventh Elder. The tissue moved slightly, and the fire phoenix, which had been accompanied by the sound of a phoenix's cry, rushed directly towards the Seventh Elder, but did not harm him; instead, it brushed past his hair.
"You, you, you!" The Seventh Elder was astonished by this move, staring at Wan Ge with wide eyes in disbelief: "You really are His Majesty!"
Among the demon race, only His Majesty can use this move; no one else can.
If the person in front of him is not His Majesty, then his power is probably on par with His Majesty's, and the Seventh Elder certainly doesn't want to offend him.
"Do you believe it now?" Wan Ge didn't understand. Why did it take a beating to believe it?
"I believe you, but if you are His Majesty, then what about that person in the Demon Palace?"
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