"Wanshi Demon Emperor, what are you doing?"
The White Tiger Emperor spoke with an expressionless face, with an aura as sharp as a blade and a voice like tal.
During the Grand Demon Assembly, no Demon Emperor is allowed to intervene; they can only watch from afar.
This is to ensure the semblance of fairness.
Otherwise, how could those races without a Demon Emperor play the ga?
The Wanshi Demon Emperor pointed angrily at Jiang Cheng, roaring furiously.
"He killed the genius of my race! The Golden Thread Insect is dead!"
The Ice Phoenix Emperor replied coldly, "So what?"
"So what?"
The Wanshi Demon Emperor almost flew into a rage with that remark.
"If your Ice Phoenix Race’s Ji Lin was killed, could you still say that?"
"The Grand Demon Assembly forbids killing opponents. Cang Cheng violated this rule and should be taken down to compensate!"
It’s lucky he didn’t ntion this, but once he did, the Cyan Dragon Emperor burst into laughter.
"Haha, who just said the Azure Dragon Race needs a new emperor?"
"And who said if you’re not as skilled, you deserve to die?"
"Hmm?"
"Yulin and Mo Lin, you haven’t forgotten, have you?"
"Or, is it okay for my Dragon Race to die, but when their Insect Race dies, it’s like the sky is falling?"
The two Qilin Emperors gritted their teeth, feeling stifled, but didn’t say a word.
After all, having said such things in front of so many Demon Emperors, there’s no taking them back.
The Cyan Dragon Emperor hadn’t seen them so embarrassed in a long ti and couldn’t help but feel delighted.
"Oh, right. According to so Insect Race, isn’t this because your Golden Thread Insect’s strength is too weak to handle?"
"I couldn’t possibly ask Cang Cheng to seal part of his power and deliberately go easy on him, could I?"
"Hahaha..."
To be honest, Brother Cheng’s victory greatly surprised him.
He still couldn’t figure out how the Golden Thread Insect died.
Logically, after being eroded, the one who should die is Cang Cheng.
But who cares? Winning is all that matters!
Rarely did the Qilin Camp get so overwheld without a temper; even the White Tiger, Ice Phoenix, and Kunpeng Emperors felt secretly pleased.
The furious Wanshi Demon Emperor had nothing more to say.
Having said too much earlier, it was now completely a case of shooting himself in the foot.
"This battle is an exception; other combats must still avoid killing!"
"Otherwise, you’ll pay with your life!"
Emperor Mo Lin could only glare at Brother Cheng before flying back to the top-level hall.
After the Demon Emperors left, the entire venue erupted.
"The Golden Thread Insect died?"
"Seeing Wanshi Demon Emperor’s reaction, it must be true!"
"How did it die?"
"Damn, this is too unbelievable!"
"The Golden Thread Insect can actually be killed?"
In the minds of countless Demon Race mbers, the Golden Thread Insect was thought to be the most resilient being in the Demon Realm.
Even if turned to dust, it could reconstruct itself anyti.
Trying to suppress it with the Power of Rules?
It was already late-stage Quasi-Emperor, its mastery of rules not inferior to other Quasi-Emperors.
In past assemblies, it had fought many tis.
Breaking bindings, crushing seals, freezing, burning, striking with thunder, divine light - it had encountered almost all thods of annihilation.
Each ti, it survived unhard.
Only a Demon Emperor level could kill it; this was a consensus among all Demon Races.
And this ti, it finally failed.
Fell to the hands of an Early-stage Quasi-Emperor.
"How on earth was it done?"
Not only the demons in the audience but even the strong participants in the fourth group were baffled.
"Perhaps the way to kill the Golden Thread Insect is deliberately luring it inside one’s body?"
"Could it be that the blood of the Nine Patterns Cyan Dragon is just the venom that counters the Golden Thread Insect?"
"That’s possible!"
"Otherwise, it’s completely inexplicable."
No one expected that Brother Cheng had so many Rule Brands in his Heart of Rule.
Even without luring the Golden Thread Insect inside his body, he could just as easily defeat it.
Though my fusion of one or two rules might not match a late-stage Quasi-Emperor, there’s no way to block my nurous Rule Brands with your deep fusion.
Unless like a Demon Emperor, becoming the dominator of a single rule.
That’s the only way to create a tier difference.
"At the Quasi-Emperor level, you have no rivals."
After this battle, the Azure Dragon Empress could finally relax.
No one had seen how strong the power of 49 Rule Brands was; she wasn’t sure initially.
Now she finally understood, this was indeed a freak of nature.
On the day he reached Early-stage Quasi-Emperor, he directly broke through the limits of late-stage Quasi-Emperor.
This strength could be considered a new realm between Demon Emperor and Quasi-Emperor.
His participation in the Grand Demon Assembly was completely against the rules!
The second round of competition soon ca to an end.
At this point, only 32 Quasi-Emperors were left in this group.
Ao Yang Xuanhai smoothly advanced, and seed players like Qi Sheng also passed easily.
Apart from Brother Cheng’s match, there were no upsets.
And then, the third round of battles began.
Once Brother Cheng appeared, the Sparrow Demons below beca active.
Because Que Mi the Great Emperor was participating, quite a few from the Sparrow Race had co this ti, and though their realm was low, it was like a clan outing.
As soon as they started cheering, they quickly drowned out the voices of other demon races in the fourth group.
Plus, they were naturally professional cheerleaders, highly organized.
Compared to them, the chants of other races were just scattered soldiers.
Before long, on the audience side of the fourth group, all that could be heard was the Azure Dragon Emperor.
Other demon races were quite exasperated; damn, in all the previous Grand Demon Assemblies, they’d never seen such high profile behavior.
Are they not afraid of drawing too much attention?
"These Sparrow Demons are exaggerating too much, chanting so shalessly and awkwardly."
In the shadows, Cang Ling was for the first ti relieved she was only a remnant of consciousness; otherwise, she might have covered her face in embarrassnt.
Brother Cheng, however, remained quite pleased.
"Embarrassing? As long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s others who feel the embarrassnt."
"I think it’s great, the intensity could be even stronger!"
Considering his usual flamboyant style, Cang Ling beca suspicious: "You didn’t save Que Mi just for this, did you?"
"Otherwise, what?"
"What’s your taste?"
The Empress was completely defeated by him.
And at that mont, Brother Cheng’s opponent for the third round appeared.
Who would have thought, it was the Profound Sea from the Cyan Dragon Race!
The Cyan Dragon Emperor, who had just been showing off, couldn’t stay calm anymore.
Brother Cheng defeated the Golden Thread Insect, and many Demon Races below thought it was a trick. But this Dragon Race Emperor knew well, the Azure Dragon Bloodline didn’t have such miraculous effects to poison the Golden Thread Insect.
He realized that Cang Cheng’s strength might be much greater than anyone imagined.
With Profound Sea’s ability, initially, there was still a great hope to enter the top 32.
But now, facing him, there’s no certainty of advancing.
anwhile, a few Demon Emperors in the Qilin camp had expressionless faces, but couldn’t hide the mocking intent in their eyes.
Needless to say, this was another one of their deliberately arranged sches.
Set up an early match within the Dragon Race.
Regardless of how strong Profound Sea is, or whether Cang Cheng is hiding his strength, one of two tigers fighting will surely be eliminated early.
This way, the Dragon Race loses a spot in the Earth Division.
Such scheming was undeniably malicious.
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