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The most important thing is, his beloved Little Princess Zhao Yu is now "held" by Wang Fugui, watching him with a naive and carefree look.
This certainly infuriated the Demon Emperor.
He glared at the ungrateful Little Princess Zhao Yu, then blew up at Wang Fugui, "Wang Fugui, what grudge do I have against you that you pit like this?"
"Your Majesty, it’s a misunderstanding." Wang Fugui smiled with "kindness," "A projection is not the sa as the true self. How could the Immortal Supre and the Immortal Emperor target just a projection? This ti, through Zhao Yu’s Demonic Emperor’s Order, Your Majesty is invited not to harm the projection but to discuss important matters with Your Majesty."
"Not pit? Important matters?" The Demon Emperor looked suspiciously at Wang Fugui, then at Zhao Yu in his arms, and after a quick exchange, suddenly got interested and said with surprise and delight, "Could it be, you are here to discuss a marriage proposal with ?"
"Scoundrel!!" The Immortal Emperor slamd the table in anger, his radiant face showing rage, "Red Hell, you dog! How dare you make a move on Fugui! I haven’t settled this score with you yet."
"Fugui is not raised by your Ying family, why should I care about your plans for him?" Red Hell Demon Emperor coldly snorted, retorting, "Muyun, don’t think that because you have more people, you can yell at here. We are of similar realms and should be equals."
"More people? Equals? Heh~~" The Immortal Emperor sneered, then beckoned to him and said, "Co, co, let’s talk privately. A word in private."
"A word in private, then. Do you think I fear you?" The Demon Emperor was rather stiff, relying on his current projection, holding his neck up, "Don’t think that just because your cultivation base is a bit higher, you can do whatever you want in front of . Let tell you, I have my tricks too."
With that said, the distinguished Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor flew together to the sky for a "private chat."
Soon, the distant sky began to churn and surge.
Fentian’s red flas ravaged the sky, the cold moonlight pierced through the gray-black clouds and poured down, the whole sky was stirred by the vast energy into a whirlwind, even the red moon in the sky lost its color in the bizarre changing light and shadows.
Even standing on the ground far from the battle area, one could still feel the faint energy fluctuations that swept over, one can imagine how terrifying that battle in the sky was.
Ling Xuan Immortal Supre stood by the window, looking at the turbulent sky distantly through the window, feeling sowhat lancholic.
To be honest, although both the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor are projections, such situations are really rare in history.
After all, both are leaders of their dynasties, with prestigious statuses. Usually, although they have many interactions in spirit and understand each other well, most of the ti, they are actually in a "king does not see king" state.
They rarely et, and for them to fight right after eting, especially after the Immortal Demon war, is even more rare. In the past two thousand years, there have been less than five instances, and the recent two were both related to Wang Fugui.
Thinking of this, the Immortal Supre glanced at Wang Fugui holding Zhao Yu at the window, and recalled that always noisy Wang Ying Xuan, feeling rather complicated inside.
Forget it~ Stop thinking, thinking too much is exhausting.
In less than the ti it takes an incense stick to burn, the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor’s "private chat" ended, and they returned to the eting room. By this ti, Little Princess Zhao Yu, due for her noon nap, had already been taken to rest by Granny Celestial Zither.
Compared to the Immortal Emperor’s refreshed and vigorous deanor, the Demon Emperor was dispirited, looking defeated, his face still bearing incredulity.
He couldn’t imagine how the Immortal Emperor’s strength had suddenly soared drastically.
It’s well known that he has known the Immortal Emperor for several thousand years. As for what strength the other has, and roughly what cultivation base, though he might not know it thoroughly, he is generally aware.
After all, once one reaches the True Immortal Realm, further cultivation becos extrely difficult, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becos almost ineffective for them. To continue cultivating, one either uses Immortal Spirit Stones or relies on Dan dicine and Heaven and Earth Treasures, but any of these is extrely precious.
This is just ordinary cultivation. To break through to the True Immortal Realm mid-stage, one must overco a bottleneck, and the difficulty and tornt of this process is unimaginable until reaching the True Immortal Realm.
Although once one crosses the early stage and reaches the mid-stage, the world becos completely different. This step forward often marks a qualitative difference.
Yet it’s extrely difficult to take this step.
Throughout the history of Immortal Emperors, Immortal Supres, Demon Emperors, and Demon Lords, those who successfully crossed it are rare indeed. Although both are at the early stage of the True Immortal and True Demon Realm, even if there are minor realm differences, the overall strength won’t differ greatly.
The Demon Emperor has always been not very proactive in cultivation, precisely because of this.
After all, he can’t break through to the mid-stage anyway, and there’s no substantial difference between Level Two and Level Three, so he’s naturally lazy to put in effort.
And now, this laziness has finally received its retribution.
Poor Demon Emperor projection, evidently was rcilessly thrashed.
"Red Hell, cheer up."
Seeing Red Hell Demon Emperor with that droopy head and suspecting life’s expression, the Immortal Supre looked with sympathy, vaguely showing a shared sentint.
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