Hundreds of priest clansmen were rushing in the direction of the Great Snow Mountain, and they could vaguely hear the exclamations coming from the direction of the Demon Court, their tears were spilled all the way, but they didn't dare to pause in the slightest.

Ba Sihong didn't listen to the advice after all, he stubbornly wanted to see the Demon Emperor, and several middle-aged people who followed him sighed with complicated faces, and stretched out their hands to support the crumbling Ba Sihong.

"Quick, you hurry back to the Great Snow Mountain, and flee with your clansmen, as far as you can. If you can't gain a foothold, you will go to other states, and the priests must not be cut off from us just like that. The last priest to leave waved his hand to stop the others who followed him, and shouted with an extremely serious face.

"High Priest, if you want to die, we can accompany you to die. But our people are innocent!" the middle-aged man looked at Ba Sihong's back, muttered, and quickened his pace to follow.

"What a means, I actually rushed to the demon court alone, and I can take away the demon god statue right under my nose!" "Demon Emperor Palace, Demon Emperor's bedroom, Demon Emperor said in a calm tone. He didn't have the anger he imagined, but a chuckle in his tone.

Outside, the demon clan was already in a roar, and countless demon clans were roaring to severely punish the murderer. The outside of the Demon Emperor's dormitory was also full of demon clans, and all the demon clans were trembling and waiting for the Demon Emperor's fate. Behind the heavy gate, the Demon Emperor did not move, and the people outside became more and more nervous, they thought that the Demon Emperor was brewing a monstrous rage.

"Your Majesty!" came a jumbled voice outside, and the sound of Ba Sihong howling and crying came from outside the door. The Demon Emperor finally stood up calmly, waved his hand slightly, and the door of the dormitory opened violently.

"Your Majesty is angry!" The dense demon clan in the corridor outside the dormitory knelt neatly, their foreheads tightly pressed to the ground, and they didn't dare to gasp.

"I received the birthday gift you gave me!" The Demon Emperor's words were calm, but with a piercing chill, many demon clans felt chills all over their bodies, and their bodies trembled lightly unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, this person has already headed towards the south of Youzhou, more than 100,000 miles away from the Demon Court. Please also ask Your Majesty to make a decision as soon as possible and arrest this person!" Ba Sihong's voice sounded again, and the many demon clans kneeling on the ground moved to both sides, making way for him.

Ba Sihong's face was like gold paper, and he was already on the verge of dying, and the clansmen of the four priest clans moved him to the front of the demon emperor with half support and half lifting. Ba Sihong struggled to push away a few people around him and knelt in front of the Demon Emperor.

"Ba Sihong, how do you explain this matter?" the Demon Emperor's tone was cold, and his eyes shrouded in mist shot out a light like substance.

Ba Sihong's body trembled, and he looked up at the Demon Emperor with some hesitation. No matter how disgusted and rejected the priest clan by the demon emperors of the past dynasties, there was still some respect on the surface. According to the Demon Ancestor's teachings, the status of the high priest of the priest clan is almost the same as that of the Demon Emperor.

Seriously speaking, the people of the priest clan can face the demon emperor without kneeling at all, and Ba Sihong's posture is low enough. But at this moment, the Demon Emperor had already called him by his name and questioned him loudly, as if facing a slave, without the slightest respect.

"I have cast a secret spell on that man, and wherever he flees, I will be able to find his traces accurately!

Arrange manpower, this person will never escape from Youzhou. Ba Sihong took a deep breath and replied seriously.

"How to deal with it, I will decide! I am asking you, as well as your priest clan, how should you explain to the demon clan in the world!" the Demon Emperor sneered and continued to ask coldly.

The faces of several people who were also kneeling beside Ba Sihong changed miserably, with expressions that were really like this, and there was also a trace of hatred in their eyes when they looked at the Demon Emperor. Ba Sihong's body trembled violently, he knew that he couldn't be good today, he thought in his heart that the priest clan who was respected in the demon clan was not that important in the eyes of the demon emperor. It's even just a thorn in the side, and I've been seized at the moment, so I'm afraid I won't let it go.

He had a firm belief in the mission of the priest clan, never spared his life, and even felt that even if the priest clan was exterminated for this, it would be supremely honorable. But he was already an old man, and when he really had to face this ending at this moment, his conviction was not as strong as before. All that shook in front of his eyes were the faces of the clansmen, the old men who teased their grandchildren, the hard-working youths, and the innocent and lovely children.

He suddenly felt extremely attached and reluctant. The muscles on his face trembled, his eyes begged to look at the Demon Emperor, and he said in a weak tone: "After this person is captured, I will thank the world for my own sake! I only ask Your Majesty to spare the priest clan, the priest clan has paid too much blood and tears for the demon clan, and please have mercy on Your Majesty!"

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard, the demon clan is managed by me and the ten major clans, and the demon warriors fight everywhere to gain peace. Except for nearly 10,000 years, your priest clan has always been transcendent, enjoying the worship of the demon clan in the world, brocade clothes and jade food, where can blood and tears come from? But ask yourself, in the past 100,000 years, while your priest clan has enjoyed this, what has you done for my demon clan?" The Demon Emperor laughed, with deep disdain.

"The mission of my priest clan since ancient times is to lead the demon clan out of this catastrophe......" Ba Sihong was stunned, he couldn't refute, and he could even feel the other demon clans kneeling on the ground around him, all of them agreeing in their eyes.

Ba Sihong was a little unwilling to argue, he wanted to say that all the efforts of the priest clan for countless years were to cope with this calamity. Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, they have always been detached from the Demon Court and never interfered in the affairs of the Demon Court. However, this choice has made the presence of the priest clan in the demon clan lower and lower, and even many ordinary demon clans have forgotten that there is still such a race.

"The unwarranted catastrophe has supported your priest clan to be powerful and blessed for more than 100,000 years, and the priest clan is really cost-effective in this transaction! A human race close to the emperor realm has been boasted by you as a messenger of hell, are you and my demon clan all idiots like you?"

"I gave you the opportunity to keep an eye on the person you said was going to bring a catastrophe to the demon clan, what was the result? The dignified priest clan, inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, let this person take away the statues of the ten demon gods under the eyelids of countless demon clans. As a high priest, you should know the significance of the Demon God Statue to the Demon Clan, right?"

The Demon Emperor didn't give Ba Sihong much chance to argue at all, and interrupted him rudely with a wave of his hand, scolding him with a cold voice in his eyes. Ba Sihong felt a chill in his heart, the attitude of the Demon Emperor should have been expected by him, and what made him even more sad in his heart was the people of the ten major tribes kneeling beside him.

These people looked

There was deep disdain and hatred in his eyes. Ba Sihong could feel that this emotion was not just caused by the loss of the ten demon god statues, but the common idea of all the people in the entire demon clan, they were dissatisfied with the priest clan, this dissatisfaction had accumulated for many years, and after being picked out by the demon emperor at this moment, it broke out at the same time.

"Without a mission, the existence of our priest clan is meaningless!, but what is the meaning of the mission itself?" Ba Sihong left a line of blood and tears in the corner of his eyes, and with a miserable smile on his face, he fell down to the sky.

"High Priest!" the few people who followed Ba Sihong anxiously crawled to Ba Sihong's side, shouting.

"I can't die!" the Demon Emperor snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, Ba Sihong's body rose into the air and flew into the Demon Emperor's bedroom. Just when many demon clans outside were confused, the door of the dormitory suddenly closed.

"The three tribes of Yan Tie, Shang Yang, and Qin Yuan will immediately arrange for people to go to the Great Snow Mountain, and bring all the priest clansmen back to the Demon Court to wait for disposal!"

"Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and Bai Ze arranged for people to go south to chase down the bold Terran, and let the people of the priest clan show you the way!"

"Fei Dan, Fei Lian, and Jiuying rushed to the mouth of the South China Sea in Youzhou to block the passage to the human race and prevent this person from escaping!"

The cold voice of the Demon Emperor came from inside the door, and the leaders of the various departments took the order with solemn faces. Even the few clansmen who followed Ba Sihong were taken away by the various departments, and the surroundings of the Demon Emperor's dormitory became extremely silent again.

The Demon Emperor sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes quietly looking at Ba Sihong, who was possessed on the ground and breathed very weakly. After staring for a moment, the Demon Emperor raised his hand, and a ray of light flew out from his fingertips, submerging into Ba Sihong's eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.

Ba Sihong woke up slowly, he glanced at it a little confused, and after seeing the Demon Emperor, his gaze stayed for a moment. But he didn't get up and bow down as before, but still lay calmly on the ground, without any movement or speech.

"Ba Sihong, are you beginning to doubt the meaning of the existence of the priest clan now? Are you also wondering whether the so-called mission of the priest clan is meaningful?" The cold voice of the Demon Emperor sounded in the dormitory, with a slight mockery.

"Please speak up what Your Majesty wants to say! Others don't understand, but I don't believe Your Majesty doesn't understand the value of the existence of my priest clan!" Ba Sihong looked straight at the roof, and his tone was calm.

"Ba Sihong, you look at me!" the Demon Emperor smiled coldly and said softly.

Ba Sihong slowly turned his head, and saw with some confusion that the mist shrouded in the Demon Emperor's face was slowly dissipating. Even Ba Sihong knew that his life was short, but he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Since this generation of demon emperors ascended the throne, no one has ever seen his face, and no one has ever been able to see through the fog on his face. And at this moment, the Demon Emperor didn't know why, but he actually wanted to show his true face in front of Ba Sihong.

The fog gradually dissipated, and the face of the Demon Emperor gradually revealed in Ba Sihong's eyes. Ba Sihong was a little confused at first, but soon his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief. I don't know where he got the strength from, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the Demon Emperor, his fingers kept trembling, his lips kept opening and closing, but he never could speak. (https:)

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