This person appeared to be a middle-aged man. His body was fat, and his face was covered with a large beard. A pair of large ears that had yet to completely degenerate were protruding from his head. This was a demon boar.
"Steward Zhu, this person has violated the rules of the Demon Dragon Godship and ambushed and captured our young master. Steward Zhu, please act to save our young master!" The leader of the World-level experts instantly revealed a hint of a smile when he saw this person arrive. Although this person was a member of the demon boar race, he was extremely powerful and was highly trusted by the Demon Dragon Palace. He was an important figure with great authority.
The most important thing was that this person had brought Dragonseven to their young master and had requested that this person be taught a lesson.
"Someone actually dares to violate the rules of our Demon Dragon Palace. Young man, surrender yourself!" Steward Zhu immediately demanded that Zhao Yuande surrender. He didn't say anything else.
"Who are you again?" Zhao Yuande could immediately tell that the two of them were exchanging flirtatious glances. He knew that this fat pig-like person wasn't a good person. Now that the young master of the demon kun race was in his hands, he was qualified to fight back against them.
As soon as Zhao Yuande's words came out, everyone instantly fell silent. They hurriedly retreated, then retreated, until they were at a safe distance. They could sense that a storm was about to descend!
This was a challenge to the authority of a Heavenly Emperor. He clearly knew that this person was an expert of the demon boar race, but he still referred to him as' head '. This was clearly a form of mockery!
"Kid, you're looking to die!" Steward Zhu's face was ashen as he reached out to grab Zhao Yuande. His terrifying power transformed into an enormous tempest that swept out in all directions.
The onlookers were all blown away by the tempest. Some of them were accidentally swept up by the tempest and slammed into the walls, causing blood to spurt out from their wounds.
Zhao Yuande didn't dodge at all. Instead, he used Mo Shengtian in his hands to meet that terrifying palm.
If Steward Zhu's palm landed, Mo Shengtian would definitely be smashed to pieces. Steward Zhu was just a steward. Although the Demon Dragon Palace valued him, he was still just a servant and an outsider. If he killed Mo Shengtian today, the Demon Dragon Palace wouldn't hesitate to hand him over to the experts of the demon kun race. By then, he would be dead.
He hurriedly withdrew his power, but the moment he did so, Zhao Yuande punched his palm.
"Boom!"
A powerful force slammed into Manager Zhu's palm and he was forced to retreat. His blood and Qi churned within his chest and he nearly coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Little bastard, you dare to sneak attack me, I …" Steward Zhu was seething with anger, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw Mo Shengtian grab Mo Shengtian's legs like a weapon in his hand and swing them toward him.
Mo Shengtian could not afford to make any mistakes. He could only step back in humiliation to avoid the opponent's attacks.
"Pu!" Mo Shengtian was being used as a weapon and smashed around. The depression and unwillingness in his heart, coupled with the unbearable humiliation, caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He was so angry that he actually vomited blood.
"This is bad! Manager Zhu, you were too heavy-handed. You made Mo Shengtian vomit blood! "Zhao Yuande made a fuss about nothing." It's over! Manager Zhu, you've gotten yourself into trouble! You actually dared to sneak attack and try to kill Mo Shengtian of the Devilkun race. You've gotten yourself into big trouble! "
Everyone stared, slack-jawed. This fellow was far too shameless!
Steward Zhu and his World-level guards all felt so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood. They couldn't attack, so all they could do was take a beating and be threatened!
"Young friend, are you truly acquainted with Dongmen Qingyue?" Suddenly, a voice rang out within Zhao Yuande's sea of consciousness. This was an ancient, deep voice that seemed to have traveled back and forth through the ages. It was an extremely ancient voice.
"Of course I know her. In fact, I'm very close friends with Dongmen Zhen!" Zhao Yuande boasted wildly. This person wouldn't be able to discover anything for a while.
"You … you can't possibly be surnamed Xuanyuan, can you?!" The ancient voice was trembling slightly. The surname Xuanyuan was simply too monstrous. Even he didn't dare to casually mention it. This was a powerful race with a Xiantian Fiendgod.
"Take a guess!" Zhao Yuande snickered to himself. This old fellow's imagination was simply too rich. He actually imagined that Zhao Yuande was Dongmen Zhen's fiancé, the second most monstrous expert in the universe.
"… Mm!" The voice was silent for a moment, then continued, "Young friend, I hope you'll give up now! The Demon Roc race and the Tyrant Blood race are very close friends. Don't fall out because of your relationship with my young friend! "
"Fine!" Zhao Yuande said calmly, "Come out and show yourself!"
"Very well!"
"Alright. Let's end this here!" An enormous illusory demon dragon appeared within the main hall. The illusory demon dragon stared coldly at everyone present, and when it saw Steward Zhu, its face was filled with rage.
"Zhu Gangkong, you've done a good job. From this day forth, your position as steward shall be taken over by Lang Qiping. Mo Shengtian, you have defied the rules of my Demon Dragon Palace. I sentence you to three months of imprisonment! As for you, the youngster of the Demon Sheep Clan, although there is a reason for your actions, but it is also somewhat unscrupulous. I punish you, starting from today, when you arrive at the Blood Amber Great World, you are not allowed to leave the door of the guest room! "
"Yes! Sir Demon Venerable! " Steward Zhu's face was full of despair. He didn't expect that for such a small matter, Sir Demon Venerable would actually remove his position as steward and imprison Mo Shengtian. Only the youth of the Demon Goat race was exceptionally merciful. Could it be that this youth of the Demon Goat race really had a very deep relationship with the Tyrant Blood race?
When Zhao Yuande heard the other party's words, he nodded lightly. He threw Mo Shengtian directly on the ground, then turned and left.
Yi Menggui, the Red Armored Flying Dragon, and Young Master Demon Wolf hurriedly followed. They really admired Zhao Yuande, especially when he subdued a powerhouse of Mo Shengtian's level. What kind of powerful cultivation method was he comprehending these days?
"Don't go out again these days. Otherwise, you won't be so lucky next time." Zhao Yuande instructed everyone as he walked.
"What happened just now? Why was this Demon Dragon so magnanimous towards us? "Yi Menggui asked, puzzled.
"He thought that I really had something to do with that Dongmen Qingyue, and asked me a few questions about Dongmen Qingyue. I casually lied to him, and he actually believed me. Now, he thinks that I'm a disciple of some mysterious expert!" Zhao Yuande's voice was suppressed very low, and only the few of them could hear it clearly.
"Brother Demon Wolf, you'd better separate from us. That Demon Dragon doesn't know that I'm lying to him now. But when we reach the Blood Amber major world, he'll definitely know the truth once he comes into contact with the people of the Tyrant Blood race." Zhao Yuande instructed Young Master Demon Wolf.
Young Master Demon Wolf nodded. He also felt the seriousness of the matter.
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