"What?"
"What did you say? Xiao Jinghen surrendered in the hands of that boy Mo Wentian?"
"This is impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
Hearing this, the Demon King was filled with disbelief.
But in his eyes, there was a terrifying and boundless anger.
The next moment, he punched out, directly towards the disciple who just spoke.
"ah… "
"Lord Demon King, please spare my life..."
A scream was heard, and the disciple's body exploded amidst everyone's shocked expressions. Red and white things shot out, and a strong smell of blood filled the air instantly.
Seeing the exploding figure, the remaining demon clan disciples quickly knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling.
What's more, there was a fishy smell coming from the crowd.
"Answer me, has Xiao Jinghen really surrendered to Mo Wentian?"
Demon King Ren Zhen calmed down for a while, looked at the group of disciples in front of him, and shouted coldly.
With the fate of the disciple just now, no one in the crowd dared to come out and say a word.
"I won't kill you, just answer honestly!"
The Demon King seemed to have remembered something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Reporting to the Demon King, Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen Xiao has really surrendered to Mo Wentian!"
"I saw with my own eyes that it was originally a battle between Mo Wentian and Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen couldn't fight..."
"In order to survive, he surrendered to Mo Wentian's hands!"
"Not only Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen, but also Fan Zeng, the first genius of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, all surrendered to Mo Wentian's hands!"
…
As soon as the Demon King said he would not kill them, a group of disciples quickly raised their heads and replied with different expressions.
"What?"
"Fan Zeng, the first genius of the Demon Clan, and the legendary Demon Lord have also surrendered to Mo Wentian?"
Although Ren Zhen also saw a strange figure and Fan Zeng on the time roulette, he thought that they followed Mo Wentian for the roulette and caused trouble for Mo Wentian.
Unexpectedly, they all turned out to be Mo Wentian's dogs.
"Reporting to the Demon King, it's true, they have really surrendered to Mo Wentian!"
"I'm afraid this news has spread throughout the ancient ruins by now!"
"That kid Mo Wentian is really scary!"
"He is only in the middle stage of Cai Tianjun, but his strength is comparable to that of the powerful Tianwang. This is simply a monster!"
…
Recalling that scene, the crowd started talking again.
"Shut up!"
"How can you grow other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? No matter how evil you are, no matter how scary you are, kill me, the strong man of the demon race, and make me, the strong man of the demon race, surrender. This is simply a great shame!"
"I am serious about cutting Mo Wentian into pieces!"
The murderous intent in the Demon King's eyes was extremely terrifying.
With a punch on the master's seat, the entire Demon King's Mansion shook, and terrifying power rolled out.
"What's going on? Is the Demon King angry?"
"Didn't the Demon King just come back from the Jiuyou Mountains? Why are you so angry?"
"Is it because Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen didn't win the artifact for our demon clan?"
"I heard that Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen entered the Jiuyou Mountains this time, and more importantly, to kill that boy Mo Wentian. The beast master knows more than a dozen divine weapons!"
"The Demon King is so angry. Is it because Senior Brother Xiao Jinghen hasn't completed anything yet?"
…
Outside the Demon King's Mansion, the groups of Demon Clan disciples immediately started talking.
"Lord Demon King, calm down!"
"Lord Demon King, calm down!"
At this moment, the figure of the third elder Xiao Ran appeared in the hall.
Seeing the Demon King's furious look, his whole body knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.
"Calm down?"
"That kid Mo Wentian killed many powerful men of our demon clan, but he actually took our demon clan's number one genius disciple as a slave. How can I appease my anger?"
The Demon King's palms clenched into fists again, and the joints creaked even more.
The murderous intent in his eyes was even more terrifying.
"What?"
"Master Demon King, are you saying that I, Jing Hen, have surrendered to Mo Wentian?"
Xiao Ran had actually heard about this news a long time ago, but in front of Demon King Ren Zhen, he had to pretend that he didn't know anything.
"Yes, I surrender!"
The Demon King almost squeezed out these words through his teeth.
"This... this is impossible?"
"That kid Mo Wentian is only in the early stage of the Heavenly King. How could he make Xiao Jinghen, who is only one step away from the Heavenly King, surrender?"
Xiao Ran looked at Xiao Ran, his eyes full of disbelief.
"The three elders don't believe what I say?"
The Demon King did not answer, but glanced at Xiao Ran with cold eyes and asked instead.
"No... no!"
"How dare I not believe what the Demon King said? I just find it a little unbelievable!"
Xiao Ran's body began to tremble more and more, and he replied in a deep voice.
"That kid Mo Wentian has conquered so many strong men!"
"We must not let him grow any longer, Xiao Ran, you guard our demon tribe, and I will go to the beast tribe to recruit the beast master to discuss countermeasures!"
Demon King Ren Zhen's eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted coldly.
The next moment, the figure flashed and headed directly in the direction of the orcs.
After the Demon King left, the entire Demon Clan was filled with excitement.
Mo Wentian's deeds in the Jiuyou Mountains also spread among the demon clan disciples.
This is true among the demon clan, and the demon clan is no exception.
Demon clan, in the main hall of the Demon King's Mansion.
A group of demon disciples knelt in front of Demon King Lu Yan.
"Lord Demon King, have mercy!"
"Lord Demon King, have mercy on me!"
…
The demon disciple knelt on the ground and said with trembling body.
"Spare your life?"
"What happened to you in the Jiuyou Mountains to make me spare your life?"
Demon King Lu Yan was completely unaware of what was going on in the Jiuyou Mountains. He looked at the group of demon disciples who had returned from the Jiuyou Mountains in front of him with confusion.
"Lord Demon King, this..."
"Lord Demon King, I told you, can you please not kill me?"
"Yes, Lord Demon King, only if you promise not to kill us can we dare to speak out!"
…
The demon disciple's eyes flashed with light and he said tremblingly.
"Okay, I promise you, if you say, I won't kill you!"
A cold gleam rose in the Demon King's eyes, and his voice also turned cold.
Listening to the demon disciple's words, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Reporting to Lord Demon King, apart from us, all of our disciples who went to the Jiuyou Mountains died in the hands of Mo Wentian!"
Among the crowd, a figure stood out and said with a trembling body.
"What?"
"So many strong men have gone, and only this group of losers are left?"
Hearing this, a cold light flashed in the Demon King's eyes.