In the sky, the Xiaoo Yue Demon King stared at Ye Wushuang, his gaze so sharp it made one's hair stand on end!
Ye Wushuang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression unchanged. Instead, a faint smile touched his lips.
"I thought you would hide in your shell!"
The Xiaoo Yue Demon King said coldly, "You're just a wet-behind-the-ears brat. I really don't know where you get the audacity to claim you can make me submit!"
"You will," Ye Wushuang said lightly. 'Just as I thought, this "Demon King" before me isn't a true Demon King, but a Ninth-Level Demon Beast, comparable to the Peak of the Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer. Its power is indeed formidable!'
Of course, Ye Wushuang was no longer the person he was before. The Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer was no longer a threat to him.
However, there was one thing that puzzled him.
'Normally, a Demon Beast must reach the Demon King Realm to take human form, yet this fake "Demon King" before me clearly hasn't.'
