"You... are speaking to me?"
This Sub-Innate Great Demon Fiend was as black as ink. Its body was like a slab of rock, wreathed in roiling black flames. It stood vast and imposing as a mountain, its presence utterly overwhelming.
It glanced from side to side, seemingly bewildered as to how this weak human—a mere First Grade—dared to challenge it so brazenly.
Sub-Innate!
Under the oath, the Celestial Alliance would not interfere.
That made it the strongest.
"Stand down."
"And you may live."
Su Chen stated.
'The struggle between Zhou and Liang, this chaotic age, is a flesh and blood grinding disc devouring countless lives to produce the great ruler of a New Dynasty.'
'That is acceptable.'
'But Demon Fiends running rampant in the Human World—that is not!'
'Ten years.'
'I will ensure the New Dynasty is born.'
'And restore peace to the world.'
"Heh heh."
