1395 The Miserable State of the Pristine Immortal Confucianist Sect

The Demon Realm's Demon Emperor wasn't expecting the words of a Monster General to cause nearly half of the pursuers to lose their will to battle and withdraw. He remained silent for a short moment while giving a murderous look to Tang Xiu and the others. Then, he snickered suddenly. "The Great Tang Empire indeed deserves its reputation. It's even more incredible that you have been able to conquer four immortal domains after establishing the empire, Great Tang Heavenly Emperor. Since someone believes that neither side will have many gains from this, there's no need for us to battle to the death. You can leave now!" 

Tang Xiu grinned as he asked, "May I know Your Excellency's name?" 

"Morodan," The Demon Emperor replied with a deep voice. 

Tang Xiu smirked and said, "I shall remember your name. Let's hope there doesn't come a day when we meet again, or else, I won't mind putting an end to you both in soul and flesh at that moment."