Yi Yin looked towards the arrogant Demon Lord across the spacetime and gently shook his head.
"You obstinate child, since it's come to this, today I shall teach you a good lesson!"
Yi Yin spoke the True Word, his voice like a grand bell, resonant and righteous, filled with undeniable "reason."
In the unseen realm, the seemingly indestructible Demon Soul of the Demon Lord actually wavered for a moment, generating a sense of chaos that should not have been there.
Incredibly, he truly began to agree with Yi Yin's words from the depths of his heart.
He actually felt as if the other were like his own severe father, while he himself resembled a rebellious child that could not be taught.
At the very moment this absurd thought arose, the Demon Lord involuntarily began to slowly lower the Demon Emperor Claw in his hand, filled with endless intent of slaughter.
"Demon Lord! What are you doing?!"
