"Who are you?"
Yang Tian furrowed his brow.
"I am the Demon God Tree, my master is the Demon God. Long ago, my master created me; he wanted me to nourish the entire Demon Realm!"
The anxious voice rang out again.
Yang Tian turned around to find that only he could hear the voice of the Demon God Tree.
The Cold-faced Judge seemed unaware of anything, merely staring coldly in Yang Tian's direction.
"You said you can refine the Demon God?"
Yang Tian suddenly asked coldly.
"That's right, I am the Demon God Tree, naturally I know of methods to refine the soul of the Demon God, to make him your dog."
The Demon God Tree hurriedly said.
"You were created by the Demon God himself, do you think I would trust you?"
Yang Tian said coldly.
