222: Grandpa's here, wait for him!

"That must be the Human Race Expert, right?"

The Demon Emperor's eyes were tightly shut, and his entire body was enveloped in a thick aura of Death Qi.

Logically speaking, at his age, he was still considered to be in the prime of his life among the Yao Race, but now his life was as precarious as a candle in the wind.

"Your Majesty, General Feng and His Highness the First Prince have brought two members of the Human Race to seek an audience."

A Demon Slave of the Demon Lord Realm hurried into the Demon Emperor Hall and knelt on one knee.

"Quickly, invite those two up." The Demon Emperor's voice was very weak, so much so that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

"Yes!"

...After arriving in the Divine Demon Domain on the ferry boat, there were no longer any means of transportation.

Originally, the royal beast carriage could travel in the Divine Demon Domain, but now the royal beast carriage had become royal ruins.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Chen Heng's mindset slowly shifted from anger to silence.

The ground was paved with layers of shiny steel plates, fixed with rivets.

On the ferry boat just now, Chen Heng had also roughly observed the structure of the Divine Demon Domain.

The entire Divine Demon Domain was completely forged from steel, completely unlike the architectural style of Great Liang.

No, it was also vastly different from the architectural style of the Eastern Demon Alliance.

"Interesting..."

Chen Heng followed beside Luo She, his eyes continuously scanning the surrounding environment.

"Big Brother Chen, what Realm are you exactly?" Luo She, on the other hand, chattered incessantly beside Chen Heng like a little fanboy.

Ever since Chen Heng unleashed that single strike, his prestige in Luo She's heart was already higher than that of his own father.

He had never seen his Imperial Father make a move, so he had no idea how strong the Demon Emperor was.

"I'm just a Xiantian Realm martial artist, a pure Mortal."

Chen Heng didn't dislike this kid Luo She.

Although he was of the Yao Race, he gave off a good impression and was someone worth befriending.

"Big Brother Chen, don't lie to me. How could a Mortal split an ancient formation?"

Luo She was convinced that Chen Heng was being modest, thinking he was just humoring him because he was young.

"Why would I lie to you?" Chen Heng shook his head, continuing to observe the surrounding scenery.

Does this child's brain operate on a single thread and can't turn corners?

I merely said my Realm was Xiantian Realm, but I didn't say my combat power was only Xiantian.

General Feng walked at the very front, and as he listened to the conversation between Chen Heng and Luo She, layers of cold sweat (which only he could see) broke out on his back.

He hadn't taken Chen Heng too seriously at first, but that changed from just a moment ago.

He was confident he could stop Chen Heng, but at what cost was uncertain.

Perhaps his own life would be forfeit at Chen Heng's hands.

"Mr. Chen, the Demon Emperor Hall has arrived." When everyone reached a golden palace, General Feng turned and said to Chen Heng.

"This is... the Demon Emperor Hall?" Chen Heng looked at the perfectly sealed cube in front of him, his mind momentarily unable to process it.

From the outside, this Demon Emperor Hall appeared to be a single, seamless entity; one couldn't even see where the door was.

"That's right, this Demon Emperor Hall has existed here since ancient times. Its history is too long to trace."

General Feng nodded and waved at the guards at the entrance of the Demon Emperor Hall.

"However, this gilding was reapplied over twenty years ago because Imperial Father thought the silver was too monotonous."

"The Divine Demon Domain used to be just a giant iron lump, full of Death Qi."

Luo She added from the side.

"I understand." Chen Heng looked at the not-so-lush saplings around him; these were probably all added later.

Led by the guards, everyone passed through a somewhat dim corridor and entered the main hall.

"Your son greets Imperial Father!" Upon entering the Demon Emperor Hall, Luo She's previously jovial demeanor vanished.

Now, he even had a hint of a prince's bearing.

"Your Majesty, the Human Race Expert has been brought." Outside, General Feng was Uncle Feng to Luo She, but in the Demon Emperor Hall, his identity could only be General Feng.

"Thank you, General Feng. You may go rest now." The weak Demon Emperor barely opened his eyes, and broken tentacles flowed like water from his eye sockets.

"Yes." General Feng bowed, then sat on one of the chairs lining the hall and closed his eyes to rest.

"You are the Demon Emperor?" Chen Heng took a few steps forward and asked, looking at the Demon Emperor who was almost fused with the throne.

"I am the Demon Emperor. May I know your name, sir?" The Demon Emperor did not find Chen Heng rude and spoke naturally.

"Just call me Chen Heng." Chen Heng waved his hand, losing interest in being the Demon Emperor.

This Demon Emperor looked half-dead; what kind of skill was it to bully a disabled person?

"Uh, can you get up? I need to kill that thing under your butt." Before the Demon Emperor could say anything, Chen Heng had already walked over to his side.

That familiar nauseating feeling surged in his heart; Chen Heng was almost certain that the Wicked Dragon was underneath.

"?" The Demon Emperor, who had envisioned countless scenarios in his mind, was now stunned.

The Demon Emperor had thought Chen Heng might attack him, or perhaps want the Eastern Demon Alliance to stop harassing the Human Race.

But he never expected that Chen Heng came to the Divine Demon Domain to kill the Wicked Dragon?

"Mr. Chen, are you perhaps joking?" The Demon Emperor still couldn't resist asking.

The key was, who would have thought that a malevolent star who had killed several Demon Lords would actually come to help him?

"I don't have time to joke with you."

Chen Heng waved his hand, squatted beside the Demon Emperor, and poked his body, which was fused with the throne.

"Seriously, can you not get up?"

"That's not it. If I get up, the Wicked Dragon will be released. This is the suppression point within the Seal..."

The Demon Emperor's mind didn't react immediately, and his thought process began to be led astray by Chen Heng.

"Hey, I'm here. Wait a moment, alright?"

Chen Heng knocked on the throne, realizing it really seemed to be hollow inside.

"..." The Demon Emperor, Luo She, and General Feng.

Aside from these three, Bai Jun and the others were already used to it.

"Mr. Chen, even seven Imperial Realm Great Demons are no match for the Wicked Dragon, and even I can only barely maintain the Seal."

The Demon Emperor's brain finally began to function again.

"Stop with the nonsense. I can even kill a divine corpse. Do you think a divine corpse is stronger or the Wicked Dragon is stronger?"

Chen Heng looked up at the Demon Emperor, who resembled rotting flesh.

"You've actually killed a divine corpse!?" The Demon Emperor's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, this thing." Chen Heng rummaged through his snakeskin bag and pulled out a shriveled little monkey.

"Except for General Feng, the First Prince, and a few guests, everyone else leave."

A plan immediately formed in the Demon Emperor's mind.

If Chen Heng was truly as powerful as he claimed, then even if he couldn't kill the Wicked Dragon, he could at least make it stay quiet for a hundred or eighty years.

However, all of this was predicated on Chen Heng truly being strong enough.

After a while, only the Demon Emperor, Luo She, General Feng, and Chen Heng's party remained in the entire Demon Emperor Hall.

"Mr. Chen, are you truly confident in killing the Wicked Dragon?"