"Do you still remember me?"
Mo Yuhuai stood not far from the Heavenly Emperor, smiling: "Judging by your horrified expression, you must remember. You tried to plot against me back then, wanting to use me for artifact refining, causing me to slumber for years. Now, it's time to settle the grievances between us."
Mo Yuhuai's aura surged, and demonic Qi emanated from him. The Heavenly Emperor, whose expression was initially uncertain, now appeared stern: "All Immortals, hear my command, eliminate this Demon. How dare this Demon enter the Immortal Realm seeking death, today he shall surely meet his end."
"Pah! You still have that hypocritical look like back then, knowing full well that my cultivation is not inferior to yours, yet you intend to use the people of the Immortal Realm as your human shields. What a scheme."
