The first to speak up and confront Ji Mofan was also the fire-attribute demonic cultivator who was the first to jump out and fight him in the main hall last time.
"Let me tell you, our Demon Realm is different from your Immortal Cultivation Realm. We don't care about propriety, morality, or shame."
He burst into laughter, seemingly mocking Ji Mofan's naiveté.
"If you were to actually kill the Venerable One now, we would still call you a hero."
"But if you think you can use him to threaten us? You've got a bad idea."
"Everyone here wishes His Majesty would die soon. I alone have tried to assassinate him eighteen times."
"After all, whoever kills him will become the new Demon Lord, so who would want to protect him!"
As if to mock him, the demon general spoke a long string of words, his face always bearing a mocking expression.
Ji Mofan remained unmoved by his sarcastic remarks, not even blinking an eye.
"Who said I kidnapped Xiao Wangyan to threaten you?" He gave a light, cold laugh. "I'm planning to kidnap him back to the cultivation world."
Not only did they keep him confined in the Demon Palace like a plaything, but they also indulged their own interests by organizing such a grand coronation ceremony. If Ji Mo Fan were to leave so quietly, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
He was made a fool of by the entire demon realm. If he were to simply put Xihe down, wouldn't he just become the same person he was before his rebirth?
If they return to the cultivation world, they will only be treated like a monstrous flood, and without tremendous merit, they will never be able to hold their heads high.
Then he would just be a coward who would do anything to survive, a scoundrel who only knows how to live a life of ignominy.
Since that's the case, there's no better time than now, so he simply grabbed the merit and took it back on the spot.
Having spent some time in the demon realm, he gradually learned that reputation was no longer important, and he could ignore whether others viewed him with coldness or warmth.
But nobody wants to have too many honors, right?
Who told him to discover that the Demon Lord wasn't actually the Demon Lord, but rather Xi He, who wore the shell of a Mahayana stage expert but only possessed the cultivation of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
With his level of spiritual power, he indeed couldn't seal a Mahayana-stage demonic cultivator with just a Demon-Binding Rope, but it was much easier to say against a Nascent Soul cultivator.
It's just a matter of crossing one level; hasn't he done enough challenges beyond his level before?
"Arrogant brat!" Ji Mofan's words infuriated the man, and the demon general picked up his meteor hammer, ready to smash it over his head.
But before the hammer could be thrown, it was suddenly stopped by Wu Qi beside him.
"What are you doing?" This demon general was not good-tempered to begin with, and the fact that he was about to lash out but died halfway through made him even more frustrated. He then directed his anger at Ji Mofan at Wu Qi, who had bumped into him.
"Don't you think this is just another prank played on us by His Excellency?" Wu Qi looked at him, but didn't change his tone just because of his manner.
"What the hell?" The demon general clearly didn't understand how Wu Qi had made this connection, his round eyes wide with confusion and doubt.
Wu Qi looked somewhat speechless.
He shouldn't have expected this person to think even a little deeper.
"We've seen the Demon-Binding Rope before," he thought to himself, but he still spoke politely and patiently. "How many demons have you seen that can be sealed beyond their level?"
Logically speaking, whether used as a demon-binding rope or a spirit-locking chain, it is most effective when there is a suppression in strength level.
Otherwise, it's easy to incur a backlash when the other party is drawing runes.
Not to mention that Ji Mofan had clearly swallowed a whole bottle of Scattering Spirit Pills a few days ago, yet he still looked as if nothing had happened. The pressure emanating from his spiritual power was still at the Nascent Soul stage, without any change.
Even if he burned all his essence and blood, he wouldn't be able to seal away the Venerable One, whose cultivation had stagnated for a thousand years since the Great Ascension stage, with his mere Nascent Soul cultivation.
Demonic cultivators have no chance of ascending to immortality, so no matter how strong Xiao Wangyan becomes, he can only remain in this world.
Whether his cultivation level was limited to the Mahayana stage or not, no one except the Heavenly Dao knew, and no one knew how strong he really was.
There is only one possibility that the Binding Rope will not cause problems even when used at a higher level.
That is, the bound person has no intention of resisting and allows the other party to write runes on their body.
Based on the attitude the Venerable One has shown towards Ji Mo Fan during this period, he might actually be capable of doing something as bizarre and shocking as completely entrusting his own safety to Ji Mo Fan.
After all, Xiao Wangyan used to do things in a haphazard way, sometimes it was a plan he pretended to be unintentional for certain purposes, but sometimes it was just a whim.
Upon hearing Wu Qi's words, more than one of the other demon generals simultaneously had the same thought pop into their heads—
Could it be that Your Majesty is tired of being the Demon Lord and is planning to devise a way to die that suits your taste before disappearing altogether?
If he just wanted to play a prank, that would be fine. But what if he deliberately set a trap to see who had ill intentions towards him, so that he could find an excuse to beat them up? That would be terrible.
After all, if the Demon Lord were to be thoroughly and thoroughly beaten, it would be hard to say whether he would even survive.
The demon generals present fell silent for a moment, even the one who had been shouting the loudest earlier.
Each of them held a weapon and stared silently at Ji Mo Fan in front of them.
They were on high alert, yet none of them were willing to step forward and truly test the waters.
What a joke! That's a Venerable One whose cultivation is so profound that he can traverse heaven and earth and is invincible. Trying to do that would be the death of him!
Ji Mofan never expected that Wu Qi's simple words would have such a great effect.
Moreover, the details he had previously paid attention to were indeed not a misperception; Wu Qi's occasional actions were unintentionally helping him.
That last sentence was practically saying, "Stop fighting, all of you."
Xihe, who was being held in Jimo Fan's hand, chuckled upon hearing this.
"What a pity, you're covered in blood." He sighed softly. "These are new clothes made especially for you today."
Xihe's words made the demon generals even more hesitant to step forward.
Listen to this! What terrifying and inhuman words!
With a talisman pressed against his neck and his palms pierced and bleeding, he was still worried about getting Ji Mofan dirty?
Isn't Ji Mo Fan's body all your own blood?
The scene before him was so absurd that Ji Mofan, who knew the whole truth, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
"What's a pity? Didn't you have many made?" He lowered his head slightly as he spoke, his voice barely brushing against Xihe's ear.
"Once we're back in the cultivation world and settled down, there will be plenty of opportunities for me to wear it and show it to you."
Demon generals: ......
If you two are not flirting, can you please stop teasing these passersby who are just passing by?
What are they? Are they just nameless passersby in their dramatic and passionate love story?
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