Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 827 - 468 Raw Melon Eggs, Old Turtle’s High Theory!

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827: Chapter 468: Raw Melon Eggs, Old Turtle’s High Theory!

No Two Suns in the Sky, Demonkin of the Fifth Realm, The Eastern Extreme’s Advancing Demon Lord!_2

827 -468: Raw Melon Eggs, Old Turtle’s High Theory!

No Two Suns in the Sky, Demonkin of the Fifth Realm, The Eastern Extreme’s Advancing Demon Lord!_2

“I never expected that heroes abound like carps crossing a river; now, another has emerged from who knows where, a Gyalou with the bloodline of a Mammoth Demon Elephant.”

The Eastern Pole Demon Emperor’s gaze was inscrutable, as he poured himself a cup of wine and began to drink alone.

“What kind of talk is that, Your Majesty?” said the Turtle Demon.

“Compared with you, even the Beiji Demon Lord, including that Gyalou, are merely average.”

“If it weren’t for Your Majesty’s presence in the Demon Realm, who knows how many demons would proclaim themselves emperor, how many would call themselves king.”

“Only Your Majesty deserves the favor of heaven; only Your Majesty truly has the interests of the Demon Realm at heart.”

The Turtle Demon’s murky old eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he straightened his clothes before suddenly bowing deeply to the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Upon the white tower, the dull sound of kowtowing echoed.

The Heavenly Wind billowed the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor’s robes violently, highlighting his robust physique.

After a moment of silence, the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor suddenly let out a chuckle, which grew louder and louder until he was laughing maniacally.

Slap!

Laughing, the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor suddenly smashed the glass wine cup in his hand onto the white crystal jade stone floor, shattering the priceless cup to bits!

The sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out.

The Turtle Demon quietly lifted its head and saw that the face of the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor had become ferocious in a blink.

“Damn thing.”

“You Gyalou, what are you?

A half-blood demonkin, carrying the bloodline of the annihilated Mammoth Demon Elephant, how dare you swagger before me and negotiate with a mere greenhorn?”

“Haha, does the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf also wish to negotiate with me?

The Beiji Demon Lord does, the Southern Extreme Demon Lord does, Gyalou does—all of you, what face do you have to negotiate with me based on strength?”

“Turtle, lift up your head. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Look at me squarely and tell me, am I not being too lenient on them?”

“These dogs, they know small courtesies but forsake greater righteousness, whether it be the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf or that opportunist Gyalou causing trouble—both are the same.”

“They all stabbed me in the back while I exerted all my efforts to attack the Human Realm!”

The Turtle Demon lifted its head, only to see half of the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor’s face shrouded in a cold shadow.

One half of his visage bathed in sunlight, the other half enveloped in an inexplicable shadow, a fierce killing intent rose suddenly atop the serene white tower!

He, the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor, had endured for far too long.

Had it not been for the need to unite the strength of the Demon Realm to the greatest extent, how could he have tolerated so much?

He was the first in the entire Demon Realm to enter the Fourth Layer of Breakthrough Limit, five hundred years before even the next— the Beiji Demon Lord!

He even honestly shared his own breakthrough insights with them.

How did that bunch of bastards repay the Eastern Extreme, their posture revealing a united front against him after their breakthroughs.

The more the Eastern Extreme did, the greater the grievances he suffered!

First, there was the Western Extreme Demon Lord who fled before the crucial battle to attack the Human Realm, then the ambitious Gyalou who couldn’t see the bigger picture, stirring up trouble as he sought to conquer the Demon Realm!

Fair!

Your mother’s fair!

All of you are the sinners of the Demon Realm, all of you!

Thunder and rain are all gifts from Heaven.

Watching the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor change his expression dramatically, the Turtle Demon never anticipated that the normally composed and inscrutable emperor would burst forth, revealing all his pent-up resentment.

Yi Chen also never imagined that the unripe melon he maliciously gifted would become the straw that broke the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor’s back.

“Turtle, I am tired,” said the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor.

“Originally, the Mammoth Demon Elephant Clan refused to listen to our clan’s persuasion, attacking recklessly, acting on their own whims, and jealous of talent, greatly undermining the potential of our Demon Realm.

We had no choice but to unite and exterminate this brainless tumor!”

“They all secretly think that my Demon Dragon Clan could not tolerate the Mammoth Demon Elephant Clan, which is why we plotted their destruction.

But in truth, they brought it upon themselves.”

“Anyone who hinders the Demon Dragon Clan from restoring the glory of demonkin is my enemy!”

Perhaps he had been holding back for too long, for the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor spoke a lot today, so much so that the Turtle Demon began to tremble slightly in fear, its hands hidden within its wide sleeves.

Could it… really listen to this?

It was a bit afraid…

But faced with such a strange Eastern Pole Demon Emperor, even if it were lent a thousand times the courage of a leopard, it would not dare to say, ‘Your Majesty, please stop, your humble servant does not wish to hear~’

So slowly, the Turtle Demon bowed its head in an extremely gradual, imperceptible manner.

Above the white tower, the words of the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor continued, his deep voice like the whispering of an Ancient God penetrating the Turtle Demon’s eardrums, making its heart fill with bitterness, gathering into a sea.

A sea of bitterness, stirring up the waves—making the Turtle Demon’s already intricately wrinkled old face even more creased, as if the word “bitter” all but etched onto it.

“Turtle, I am truly tired,” said the Eastern Pole Demon Emperor.

“Tell me, did I make a mistake?

Did my Demon Dragon Clan make a mistake from the start?”

“These things without borders, without countries, should have been killed from the beginning!”

“Now that the attack on the Human Realm has failed, there is no need for me to be as tolerant as before.”

“My patience has its limits.”