Just when the White-Bearded Tiger King was immersed in the rise of the Demon Clan and the unification of Jiuzhou and Eight Desolates, Li Chen's words pierced his soap-bubble-like fantasy like a sharp blade.
"I have no interest in the position of Demon King at all. Thank you for the Demon Emperor's kindness!"
As soon as Li Chen uttered these words, the entire audience was shocked.
Especially those Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals who were fighting desperately to climb up, striving for nothing but the Demon King throne.
But now, what they dream of and cannot obtain is discarded like an old shoe by a Human Clan member. How could their hearts not be shocked?
Even the Demon Emperor Potian's expression changed slightly, and he curiously asked, "Oh, then what do you want?"
The expression of the Little Demon Immortal beside him was also somewhat uncertain.
She knew what Li Chen wanted, and her father had always valued that thing as his life.
