The previous Heavenly Monarch Ziwei was extremely noble and lofty, and he didn't put Jiang Changkong in his eyes at all.
If it weren't for the fact that Heavenly Monarch Ziwei was wary of his immortal title, he wouldn't have taken him seriously at all.
Back then, when they worked together, it was also the Heavenly Court who captured the person, and the Demon Emperor who was in charge of killing him. This way, he would not take the blame and would not anger the Heavenly Dao.
Now, he had finally made up his mind to kill.
In the end, Heavenly Monarch Ziwei was no match for Heavenly Monarch Ziwei, and he was forced to flee in a sorry state.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression darkened. "You also want to deal with Jiang Changkong? This Heavenly Monarch has just fought with him, and although I lost, I have gained some understanding of him."
"Could it be that Heavenly Monarch Ziwei is going to help the Demon Monarch?" Sun Wuxing asked.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Some experience will be helpful to Demon Monarchs."
Sun Yuan said indifferently, "Then wait, Old Ape will ask the Demon Sovereign."
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei was becoming more and more displeased. In the past, he couldn't even be bothered to look at the Heavenly God of Justice.
The Demon Emperor was disdainful and didn't take it seriously.
Now, it seemed like he couldn't afford to offend them.
He couldn't defeat Heavenly God Jiang Changkong, and now that he had been defeated, he had to seek the Demon Emperor's permission.
The Spirit King is in the palanquin behind us. We didn't even try to conceal our conversation. Can't he hear us?
This was completely making him look bad!
"Demon Monarch, Heavenly Court's Young Monarch Ziwei requests an audience," Sun Yuan said respectfully.
Young King Ziwei … requests an audience …
Have I fallen to such a state?
It was one thing to ask for a meeting, but he had just been defeated, and it was indeed embarrassing.
But what did Little King Ziwei mean?
In the palanquin, the Demon Emperor almost laughed out loud.
He had thought that he would have to use some tricks to get Heavenly Monarch Ziwei to beg him.
Who would've thought that Heavenly Monarch North Myrtlestar would come himself?
Sun Yuan, that old monkey, was really vengeful.
"Come in." The Demon Emperor said indifferently. The door of the carriage opened slightly.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei transformed into a streak of purple light and entered the divine palanquin.
Within the palanquin, there was a hidden space. It was a palace, and the Demon Emperor sat on the throne.
The Demon Emperor said indifferently, "Heavenly King Zi Wei, long time no see. Why are you in such a sorry state?"
Heavenly King Ziwei fell silent for a moment before he said, "Demon Monarch, since you're already aware of the situation, then why waste your breath?"
This Prince doesn't believe that you didn't hear what was said just now!
"What does Heavenly King want to say? Just say it." The Demon Emperor said indifferently.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression froze. "I'm here to remind the Demon Monarch that Jiang Changkong's strength has already surpassed the Divine King Realm. He also possesses an Immortal Emperor divine weapon, the Wu-Slaying Sword."
"En." The Demon Emperor replied calmly.
Heavenly Monarch Zi Wei frowned. "The Yao Emperor believes that he has the ability to defeat Jiang Changkong?"
"Who told the Heavenly King that I'm going to fight with Jiang Changkong?"
The Demon King chuckled and said, "I am a good Golden Crow who has contributed to the Heavens. Why would I make things difficult for the Heavenly Dao's chosen Heavenly Deity of Justice?"
"You are also the Heavenly God of Justice, a demon," Heavenly King Ziwei said coldly.
"What I value more is my status as the Demon Monarch." The Demon Monarch smiled faintly. "Just like how Heavenly Monarch Ziwei wants to be Emperor Ziwei."
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei fell silent. It was no secret that he wanted to be Emperor Ziwei.
Even the other Heavenly Monarchs wanted the position of Emperor Ziwei, such as Immortal King Pojun.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei knew this very well. However, Immortal King Pojun was already dead, and he was still alive.
He would kill everyone else who wanted the position of Emperor Ziwei one by one.
The Demon Monarch said indifferently, "Heavenly Monarch Ziwei, it just so happens that I know something about Immortal Emperor Ziwei."
"Immortal Emperor Ziwei? Where? "Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression shifted as he hurriedly asked.
"Why should I tell you?" The Demon Monarch sneered. "Where is Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's sincerity?"
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei calmed down. "What sincerity do you need?"
"It depends on what Heavenly Monarch can bring me," the Demon Monarch said indifferently.
"Heavenly Monarch is surrounded by wolves in the Heavenly Court. It's difficult for me to advance in the Demon Court."
"You want me to help you rise in the Demon Race?" Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression darkened slightly. "I can't interfere in the Demon Court."
The Demon Monarch said coldly, "Then there's no need for further discussion. Let that person comprehend Immortal Emperor Ziwei's position."
"What? Someone has already obtained Immortal Emperor Ziwei's position? Who is that person? "
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression changed drastically. No wonder his Divine Sword was taken away by the Heavenly Dao.
It had to return to the hands of the true Emperor Ziwei, not this Heavenly Monarch Ziwei!
His title of Heavenly Monarch was conferred by the Heavenly Court, not the Heavenly Dao!
"I don't know." The Demon Monarch sneered.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's expression darkened, and he gritted his teeth. "I promise to help you rise in the Demon Court."
"You don't need to rise, just help me recruit the Demon Race, the loyal Demon Race." The Demon Monarch didn't hide his ambition.
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei suddenly sneered. "Donghuang Changyue, loyal to the Demon Court, you really hid it well."
"I had no choice." The Demon Monarch sighed softly.
Sooner or later, you will be like me, boarded a pirate ship, and don't even think about leaving.
At that time, you will also shout that you had no choice.
"How do you plan to deal with Jiang Changkong?" Heavenly Monarch Ziwei asked.
"A deal." The Demon Monarch said, "We each take what we need. Jiang Changkong has what he needs, such as guarding the East Sea. I have my own needs, the Demon Race's treasures."
"The East Sea?" Heavenly Monarch Ziwei's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Heavenly Monarch, don't try anything funny. I won't allow it, and neither will Penglai."
The Demon Monarch's voice became colder. "I am doing this deal for your own good."
He dared to say this because he wasn't afraid of Heavenly Monarch Ziwei. The East Sea had Penglai's protection.
In addition, the Dragon King had a celestial position to protect him, so Heavenly Monarch Ziwei really couldn't do anything to the East Sea.
"Will Jiang Changkong agree?" Heavenly Monarch Ziwei asked coldly.
The Demon Monarch said with certainty, "He will."
Heavenly Monarch Ziwei said, "Then I want to see how the Demon Monarch will make Jiang Changkong agree."
The Demon Monarch didn't say anything else. The Sky-Devouring Python roared and charged toward the Chaos Divine Flame.
Roar!
The Sky-Devouring Python roared, and its demonic aura shook the surrounding Divine Stars.
Jiang Changkong looked toward the direction of the demonic aura with a hint of anticipation.
His gaze pierced through the boundless space, through the Divine Stars, and focused on the Sky-Devouring Python.
At this moment, he was like the God Thearch back then, piercing through countless spaces and looking at him in the Sacred Land.
Jiang Changkong didn't know how strong he was now, and whether he could compare to an Immortal Emperor, but even if he was weak, he was not much weaker than an ordinary early-stage Immortal Emperor.
The huge Sky-Devouring Python swam in the void, pulling the war chariot, crushing the immortal array patterns, and arrived at Jiang Changkong.
The Demon Master Kun Yu was hidden in the void, in a magnificent chariot and an exquisite divine sedan.
"Divine King of Justice, Demon Monarch of the Demon Race, Donghuang Changyue, see you again." On the war chariot, Sun Yuan cupped his hands.
Jiang Changkong concealed his aura. "Donghuang Changyue, you came personally this time. Do you want to fight, or what?"
Inside the divine carriage, golden light flashed, chaotic aura flowed, and a figure stepped out.
"I came here to make a deal with the Divine King of Justice, to bring back the Demon Race's treasures."
"Oh?" Jiang Changkong smiled faintly. "How do you want to make a deal?"
The Demon Monarch glanced at the dark void. "This is a big deal. Why don't we talk somewhere else, lest a bunch of ants spy on us."
"I am refining an important treasure, so I can't leave. Why don't we go up and talk?"
After saying that, Jiang Changkong stepped into the immortal array.
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