Seeing the guard's expression, Emperor Jun, who was sitting on the throne, frowned.
Donghuang Taiyi saw through Emperor Jun's thoughts and shouted angrily before he could speak.
"How can you be so flustered!”
The guards below were shocked. When they heard Donghuang's words, they realized that they had been rude.
Fortunately, it was the Eastern Emperor who had spoken. Otherwise, if the Demon Emperor had spoken, he would have been dragged to the Demon Slaying Stage.
Kneeling on the ground, the guard broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly knelt on the ground to confess.
"Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake."
At this time, the more he explained, the worse the outcome would be. It was better to just admit defeat.
"Tell me, what is it? If it's nothing important, I'll send you to the Demon Slaying Stage today.
We demons are not like those barbarians of the Sorcerer Tribe. If we don't even know some manners, we will be laughed at by others!”
Emperor Jun narrowed his eyes and looked down at the guards below. The pressure of a superior enveloped the guards.
The demi-human guard kneeling on the ground felt a huge wave of terror enveloping him.
His heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand and could explode at any moment. Cold sweat drenched his back in an instant.
"Reporting to the Demon Thearch, I dare not be rude. It's just that the primordial spirit soul token of Lord Demon God Yingzhao shattered.”The guard said shakily.
As soon as he finished speaking, the pupils of the demons in the hall constricted.
"What?"
"Yingzhao's primordial spirit soul token shattered?”
The demons were shocked and puzzled.
The Primordial Spirit Soul Plate was something Emperor Jun had researched to record the life and death of the high-level members of the Demon Tribe.
As long as he injected a wisp of his primordial spirit into the soul token, the host would die and the soul token would shatter.
Those who were qualified to be recorded by the soul token were all high-ranking members of the demon race.
As long as the demons knew about it, they would definitely avenge him and prove their dignity.
The demons had been established for so long, but no one dared to attack them. After all, killing one meant challenging the entire demon race.
But today, a precedent had appeared.
On the throne, Emperor Jun's eyes shot out a cold light, and his expression turned cold.
"When did this happen?"
Dijun's tone was flat, and no one could tell his emotions.
However, anyone who was familiar with him knew that Dijun was furious.
"Demon Thearch, just now.
This subordinate knows that this matter is of great importance and does not dare to delay.”
"Just now?"
Dijun kept mulling over these words. Although he was a little angry, he was more confused.
Who had the guts to provoke the demons?
Donghuang Taiyi was also frowning as he pondered.
Suddenly, Donghuang thought of something and turned to Dijun.
"Big brother, Yingzhao is a demon god of our demon race and has the cultivation of an early stage Perfected Golden Immortal.
There must be something fishy about the soul token suddenly shattering.
A few days ago, I heard from Yingzhao that they wanted to find an innate spiritual root for Your Majesty as a congratulatory gift for the founding of the Monster Race.”
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
"It's absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
"In that case, it is very likely that Yingzhao was killed by the cultivators of the Wilderness during the treasure hunt?”
Donghuang did not say anything else. It was fine as long as he made his intentions clear.
"Humph!? How dare he attack a demon god for a spirit treasure? He didn't put us demons in his eyes.
I want to see who has such guts!”
Emperor Jun looked down at the guards who were still kneeling below.
"Did you bring the soul token from Yingzhao?"
"Your Majesty, the soul token is here."
The guard hurriedly took out the soul token that had already been split into two.
Emperor Jun, who was sitting on the throne, waved his hand gently and the soul token in the guard's hand fell into his hand.
Dijun held the Soul Token and clenched it!
Bang!
The Soul Token shattered, and a faint golden translucent aura emerged from it, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
However, before it dissipated, Emperor Jun grabbed it with one hand.
"This is a trace of essence spirit left behind by Yingzhao?”
Donghuang looked at the Primordial Spirit in Emperor Jun's hand.
Dijun nodded, anger already flowing out of his eyes.
"It has already become like this. It seems that what he said was true.”
"However, with this wisp of primordial spirit, we can know what happened in Yingzhao before he died.”
"I want to see who has such guts!”
Emperor Jun's eyes were cold. He exerted strength in his hand and crushed the wisp of Primordial Spirit in the next moment.
He formed a hand seal.
The void rippled like the surface of a lake.
The crushed primordial spirit turned into specks of starlight that scattered on the ripples.
Under the reflection of the golden light, a huge phantom gradually condensed.
Slowly, the demons saw it clearly.
It was a towering giant, and from the looks of it, Yingzhao City was held in this giant's hand.
As Emperor Jun cast a few more spells, a voice came from the void.
"Are you the Grand Magus Di Jiang?"
All the demons present were familiar with this voice. It was undoubtedly from Yingzhao.
In the next moment, the void turned gray.
Yingzhao screamed in pain and finally returned to darkness.
The speck of primordial spirit also exploded and disappeared.
The hall fell silent.
Dijun's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out.
The scene before Yingzhao's death described the situation in detail.
" Wizard Tribe, Emperor Jiang!"
Dijun's eyes were filled with anger. He repeated the words repeatedly as if he wanted to chew him up.
The pressure on his body was also involuntarily emitted because of his anger.
Except for Taiyi, everyone in the hall lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
At this moment, Dijun was extremely angry.
If the other mighty figures of the Untainted Land had killed Yingzhao, Emperor Jun would not have been so angry.
After all, conflicts between primeval immortal spirits were common.
As long as he found it, he could just kill it.
However, if the Sorcerer Tribe were to make a move…
The situation would be very different.
This was the entire Sorcerer Tribe's provocation to the Demon Tribe.
Moreover, it was the Ancestor of Sorcery who had taken action. This matter could not be let go so easily.
"Your Majesty, Yingzhao died for our Monster Race, we can't just ignore it!”
Donghuang saw through Dijun's thoughts and immediately stood up to say.
Emperor Jun didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the group of Demon Gods below.
"What do you think?"
Whoosh! All the demons in the hall knelt on the ground.
"We implore Your Majesty to seek justice for our demon race!”
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