In the Demon Emperor Hall, the Golden Crow Demon Emperor was filled with murderous intent as he stared at the black-armored youth, wishing he could devour him on the spot.
As for who this youth was, what his name was, and what his background was, he couldn't be bothered to investigate. He couldn't be bothered to ask.
A mere Purple Mansion Cultivator, a mere Human Race prodigy, wasn't worthy of his attention, much like humans wouldn't pay attention to ants on the ground.
Whether the ants were red or black, big or small, workers, males, or queens, they were all beneath notice.
It was only because he sensed the Life-Blood Seal of Mystic Moon Sword Master that he glanced at this ant.
"If that Human Race cultivator is killed, I shall use his corpse as material to create a blood feast!" In the end, the Golden Crow Demon Emperor issued a command, transmitting the message through the token.
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