The Dragon Demon Emperor [I]

At this time, there was a man standing in the Dragon Fort Hall, his lonely back looking at the pitch-black world outside the tall French windows, and he hadn't moved a step for a long time. There was not even any movement of his body, as if he was a statue.

Inside the tall hall hangs a circle of braziers, and the oil inside was burning violently, occasionally making a crackling sound.

The scarlet carpet on the ground, various precious furnishings with strange shapes, and the tall carved dragon chair in the center of the hall all reveal the extraordinary identity of this man standing in front of the window.

That's right, this man was the highest existence in the Demon Race - the Dragon Demon Emperor.

The moment the black shadow walked into the hall just now, he knelt down in the hall and didn't speak. He knelt there motionless, as if he had become another statue.