The giant tiger is huge, like a moving hill. Every step falling, the sky seems to be trampled into ripples visible to the naked eye, and the space is trembling.

The golden light around it is dazzling, like burning flames, illuminating the dark clouds around it into a golden color.

In Batian City, whether it is the ordinary people on the streets and alleys, the warriors who are practicing, or the guards patrolling the city walls, they are all alarmed by this momentum.

They stopped their movements one after another, looked up at the horizon, and there was a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

The children held the corner of their parents' clothes tightly, hid behind them, showing only half of their little faces, and looked at them secretly; the warriors held the weapons in their hands, staring at the sky vigilantly, ready to deal with possible dangers; the guards were even more impressed, holding the spears in their hands tightly, waiting for battle.

When the giant tiger flew over Batian City, it slowly stopped, and a demon-suppressing envoy wrapped in black was standing on the tiger's back.

The black clothes wrapped his body tightly, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, with endless mystery and majesty in their eyes.

He stood quietly on the tiger's back, scanning the bottom, his eyes as if he could see through everyone's heart.

Then, he took a deep breath and said aloud: "Where is the master of Zhaixing Tower?" The voice echoed over the Batian City like a big bell, and it never dissipated for a long time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed like a stream of light and appeared in front of the giant tiger in an instant.

It was a young man in a black robe. He had a strong figure and light steps, as if he was walking in the breeze.

The young man had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tight lips, but his eyes were filled with calmness and sharpness that was inconsistent with his age, as if he had endless wisdom and power.

The giant tiger stared at the young man vigilantly, making a low roar from his mouth. The roar exploded in the air like thunder, and the golden light was shining all over his body, as if he was ready to launch an attack at any time.

Its eyes were staring at the young man, his muscles were tight and his tail was raised high, as if he was demonstrating to the young man.

The young man looked calm. He looked at the giant tiger calmly, without any fear in his eyes, as if he was just looking at an ordinary beast.

Then, he slowly turned his gaze to the demon-suppressing envoy and asked, "Who is your lord? Why did you suddenly come to my Batian City and still shout for the master of Zhaixing Tower?" His voice was low and magnetic, with a majesty that cannot be violated.

The demon-suppressing angel frowned slightly. He looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and secretly guessed the other person's identity in his heart.

He asked back, "Who is your priest? Why did he suddenly appear here and still be so calm?"

The young man still looked calm. He clasped his fists with his hands and said in a deep voice: "I am the Emperor of Batian Empire, the Lord of Batian City, Ling Xiao. Now the Lord of Zhaixing Tower is also my subordinate. If you have something to do, you can tell me first.

When the demon-suppressing envoy heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Ling Xiao carefully again, as if he wanted to see something from him.

Then, he held his fists solemnly and said, "I'm so respectful, the demon-suppressing envoy sends an order, and the sea of ​​demons is coming! This is a major event that concerns the people of the world. I hope the Emperor of Domination can pay attention to it and make preparations early."

The sea of ​​demons is coming?

Ling Xiao's expression was slightly stunned, and countless complex emotions flashed in his deep eyes.

No one knows better the consequences of the attack of foreign races than him. He has experienced several times of reincarnation.

Every life, he seems to be in an endless nightmare and has experienced that desperate suffering personally.

Deep in his memory, they were terrible pictures.

The once bustling town turned into ruins in the blink of an eye, crying, shouting, and screaming were intertwined, like a miserable tragic song.

The corpses were everywhere, and blood stained the earth red. Those once-living lives are now lying there coldly, no one cares about them.

Even a world will disappear under the ravage of the sea of ​​demons. The once beautiful mountains, rivers, pavilions and towers are all destroyed under the terrifying power, as if they have never existed.

Life in the face of that catastrophe seemed like an absurd joke, too fragile to a blow.

"I understand!" Ling Xiao nodded slowly, his voice low and firm.

His eyes swept over the demon-suppressing angel beside him and asked, "Do everyone else know this news?"

The demon-suppressing envoy nodded with a serious expression, with a hint of worry in his voice: "There is a command, I just hope this time will not be like the last time..."

As he said that, a touch of unconcealed sadness flashed in his eyes.

The last scene of the sea of ​​demons attacking seemed to appear before his eyes again.

Although the Demon Sea failed to attack successfully in the end, the price behind it was so painful that it was unbearable.

The Holy Church, the place once regarded as a symbol of justice, actually betrayed the royal family and secretly colluded with the sea of ​​demons;

The Four Kings, those strong men who once vowed to be loyal to the royal family, also turned against each other at critical moments.

The twelve strong men of the royal family fought to protect this land, but they died tragically in that fierce battle.

To this day, their bodies are still hung on the towering bronze pillars, and are left to be beaten by wind and rain, and are humiliated.

This is undoubtedly a great shame for the royal family and a pain that can never be erased.

On the side, Ji Mingkong's lips raised slightly, showing a sneer, with a little ridicule and disdain in his smile: "Your Majesty, this may be a good opportunity for us!"

The demon-suppressing envoy was stunned for a moment. He never expected Ji Mingkong to say such words.

Immediately, his brows frowned even tighter, as if he could kill a fly.

Although everyone knows what the arrival of the Sea of ​​Demons means, it is a disaster that concerns the survival of the entire world, when it really needs to unite and fight against the Sea of ​​Demons, those heartbreaking betrayers always appear.

But those betrayers still lived freely after betrayal, as if nothing had happened.

No, or they live better than before, enjoying the glory, wealth and power and status brought by betrayal.

The demon-suppressing envoy felt bitter in his heart. He had no reason to criticize Ji Mingkong for saying such things, because this was the cruel reality.

Ling Xiao looked at Ji Mingkong, but a faint smile appeared on his face. The smile revealed a kind of confidence and calmness: "Your Excellency can leave. Facing the sea of ​​demons, I dominate the Empire of Domination! No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, no matter what price you will pay, we will never retreat!"
Chapter completed!