If the Demon Race were to rise again now, would it mean that everything I did back then was meaningless?
Any ally of these powers is an enemy of the Heavenly Court Gods and a rival to the many Taoist Monarchs, a life-and-death adversary that shakes their rightful position.
"Pei Xuanjing, don't blame us for being ruthless. If it weren't for you blocking our path to the Great Tao, we wouldn't have chosen to join forces to kill you!" The Punishing Evil Demon Monarch had a smile on his face, a mocking grin, as if to make Pei Xuanjing feel the pain before death.
For him, torturing a strong opponent, especially one who had injured him not long ago, was something that brought him excitement.
The Punishing Evil Demon Monarch grasped with a great hand, and the endless Power of Evil gathered, surging forth, absorbing the Chaotic Qi Flow, endlessly, overwhelmingly, like a mighty dragon sweeping toward Pei Xuan's location.
