"Mind your own business!"
Geng Jingcheng's tiger mouth emitted a deafening human voice: "I refuse to believe that without him, we cannot open the Demon Suppressing Tower!"
A blood-red waterfall composed of pure demon energy spewed from his massive jaws, piercing through mountains before pouring toward the distant three-headed, six-armed Tian Wu.
"Stop!"
Mr. Huang raised his hand sharply.
A series of green feathers flew out from his sleeves, forming a shield-like barrier in front of Chen Sansi, blocking the blood-red beam.
He reprimanded, "Geng Jingcheng! This is Ancestor Bai Ze's order. Are you sure you want to defy it?! Or do you really think no one can replace your Heavenly Monarch Clan?!"
Upon hearing this, Geng Jingcheng gradually calmed down.
Mr. Huang continued, "Heavenly Monarch Geng! Let's first finish our demon clan's major affairs. As for your personal vendetta with Chen Lei, we won't interfere once we leave the Secret Realm!"
"I shall spare your life for now!"
