After a full hour, the white stone demoness finished recounting the changes on the Celestial Martial Continent over the past several ten thousand years. Once she was done, she sat quietly to the side, saying nothing more.
"I did not expect such significant changes on the Celestial Martial Continent in just a few hundred thousand years."
The Demon Emperor sighed softly, his eyes flickering with dark light, his entire being exuding a dangerous aura.
The lifespan of the Demon Race is inherently long. For an average Demon King, a lifespan of two million years is normal, while for a Demon Emperor like him, the lifespan reaches an astonishing thirty million years.
"You five, leave now. The entire strength of the Restricted Area's demons is to await my command at any moment."
The Demon Emperor waved his hand lightly, dismissing the five Great Demon Kings. Once they left the palace, the Demon Emperor's expression abruptly changed from calm to incredibly ferocious.
