He watched as the fireball above his head suddenly sprouted limbs and began to attack his facial features.
Mi Hun dared not be touched by even a spark of the Nine Netherworld Fire, so he took several steps back as Ye Si made his move.
Only after Ye Si finished speaking did he look surprised and ask, "What did you say you are? You are the Evil Emperor? Ye Si?"
Ye Si immediately snorted coldly, "I am Ye Si, and I do not change my name or surname."
"Go back and tell your Demon Lord that I, Ye Si, have returned, and I've brought the demon race with me."
"Tell him to wash his neck clean and wait for me to come and take his head."
Mi Hun did not pay attention to what he said about making the Demon Lord wash his neck.
He was concerned about how Ye Si, the evil emperor who once almost ruled the six realms, had become like this.
With a furrowed brow, Miehun said in a deep voice, "You say you're the Evil Emperor, so you're the Evil Emperor? I could say I'm the Demon Lord."
Ye Si: "...Alright, Xian Ying, just kill him. I wasted my breath, saying so much, and he didn't listen to a word!"
Since ancient times, the three races of demonic cultivators, monster cultivators, and evil cultivators have been at odds.
The infant had never been in contact with the evil emperor before.
He had only heard that the Evil Emperor had a bad temper and was very difficult to serve.
Seeing is believing.
Ye Si was indeed bad-tempered and difficult to please, but he seemed to have a vague idea of how to make Ye Si less irritable.
That means going along with him, just like petting a small pet.
With a slight upturn of her lips, Xianying's already beautiful face became even more alluring with her smile.
"Yes, Lord Evil Emperor."
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