The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

When Su Yang tearfully expressed the dangers of war and the value of peace, Di Yin's expression did not fluctuate at all.

He just stared coldly ahead, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the walls of the hall and see the grand war plan that had already been planned in his heart.

In Di Yin's eyes, all the creatures in the demon world are just pawns for him to realize his hegemony. The so-called loss of life and broken families cannot touch the cold and ruthless corner deep in his heart.

He firmly believed that only through iron-blooded warfare and crushing all resistance with absolute force could the Shura clan establish its unique dominant position in the demon world.

Even if this causes the demon world to fall into an abyss of blood and the flames of hatred to burn on every inch of land, he will not waver in the slightest.

He was like the demon king in the dark night, ruthlessly trampling on all the warmth and hope in the world, striding towards the supreme peak of power in his heart, leaving behind only endless coldness and deathly silence.

Di Yin looked at the crying Su Yang quietly and said expressionlessly: "This is the inevitable path for the development of the demon world. The strong prey on the weak. Only the strong can dominate their fate and rebuild order. Some sacrifices are inevitable."

"No... you are wrong." Su Yang shook his head vigorously, "Their sacrifice is not necessary, but unnecessary at all. Do you think that sacrificing other ethnic groups can bring long-term rule?

You are wrong. Every group that you bully will secretly plant the seeds of hatred. One day, these seeds will take root and sprout, grow into towering trees, and completely overthrow the so-called order that you have worked so hard to establish. "

Di Yin remained expressionless and responded coldly: “In the demon world, only the strong can make the rules, and the weak can only become ants.

Their hatred is nothing but a drop in the ocean to me. Don't indulge in such useless fantasies. My decision has been made and will not be changed."

Su Yang grabbed Di Yin's sleeve tightly and begged:

"Uncle Wang, please reconsider. Once a war breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous. After 30,000 years, you will regret what you did today..."

Di Yin mercilessly shook off Su Yang's hand, his eyes as cold as a knife: "War is the iron law of the demon world and the inevitable path to unification. Anyone who stands in the way will be ruthlessly crushed. If you continue to make trouble, don't blame me for imprisoning you here."

After Su Yang was thrown away, he felt even more desperate. "Do you think war can let you get everything you want? Even if you conquer the ghost tribe, there are still countless other tribes in the dark of the demon world, eyeing you covetously.

You wantonly provoking war like this will only plunge the demon world into an endless cycle of war and chaos, with no peace ever!"

There was a flash of anger in Di Yin's eyes. He waved his sleeves and a powerful wave of spiritual power sent Su Yang flying several meters away.

"How can I allow you to interfere in my grand plan? The growth of your Ghost Clan has threatened the ruling position of the Shura Clan. I must eradicate them before they are fully grown to prevent future troubles."

Su Yang fell with a grimace in his teeth, got up from the ground, and steadied his body. Although blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, he did not retreat.

"Your so-called responsibility and mission is to destroy all the people in the demon world? You are simply blinded by power and desire. The Ghost Clan has never taken the initiative to provoke the Shura Clan. It is your own suspicion and greed that are causing trouble."

Di Yin slowly raised his hand, his fingertips flashing with dangerous spiritual light, "If you dare to say another word, I will make you disappear into ashes."

Su Yang took a step forward, "I'm not afraid of you killing me. But I want to tell you, if you insist on starting a war, I will do everything I can to stop you, even if it costs me my life. I will not watch the demon world fall into disaster because of your wrong decision."

Di Yin looked at Su Yang's determined eyes and sneered, "Then you can try it. I want to see how capable you are to stop the Shura Clan's cavalry."

"Master..."

A crisp voice like the chirping of an oriole instantly broke the tense atmosphere between the two people.

Di Yin's furious aura softened a bit in an instant, and he gently waved to the woman outside the door.

"Xian'er, come here."

Su Yang turned his head and saw a woman walking in.

The woman was breathtakingly beautiful, with a heroic look between her brows, as if she had the energy of a sword. She exuded a cold and compelling aura, which made people involuntarily want to succumb to her unique charm.

Su Yang stood there in a daze. This person looked so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

It’s Xu Junyue!

"Junyue! I'm so happy to see you here. Hi! You look really young now!"

Su Yang raised his sleeve to wipe his tears roughly, then ran over to grab Xu Junyue's waist, his blood boiling with excitement.

But he seemed to have forgotten a crucial issue. This was thirty thousand years ago.

Not only had Xu Junyue at this time never met him before, she also didn't have this name yet. She still used her original maiden name - Luzangxian.

So, when Xu Junyue saw this little jerk who appeared out of nowhere, she was immediately disgusted.

"Snapped--!"

She showed no mercy and slapped him in the face, scolding him, "How dare you! Where did this wild boy come from? How dare you pull my sleeve!"

Su Yang covered his rapidly swollen face and stared at her aggrievedly, "Jun Yue, why did you hit me?"

Xu Junyue sneered when he heard this, "Who did you think I was? You turned out to be a fool."

Di Yin waved again, "Xian'er, come here."

Xu Junyue glared at Su Yang fiercely, then came to Di Yin's side.

"Master, I heard you getting angry when I was outside. Did he make you angry?"

Di Yin sighed slightly, "It's okay, have you practiced today's lessons?"

Xu Junyue nodded, "Master, don't worry, I won't slack off, but..."

"Just say what you want to say." Di Yin took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"Master, I want to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest to look for Ali. I haven't seen him for a long time. I wonder if he is doing well recently."

Di Yin nodded, "Go early and come back early."

Xu Junyue was extremely happy and bowed quickly, "Thank you, Master."

Di Yin waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary.

Su Yang's eyes followed Xu Junyue's departing back. After hesitating for a moment, he followed quietly.

Xu Junyue arrived at the Great Demon Lord's Mansion, and the demon soldiers at the gate saluted in unison, "Greetings, Your Highness!!!"

In the courtyard, Hua Jianli stood quietly under a big tree, with his hands behind his back, his head tilted up, his brows tightly furrowed, as if he had encountered something troubling.

"A Li!" Xu Junyue's crisp call broke the silence in the courtyard.

Hua Jianli came back to his senses and looked at her with a smile, "Sister, why are you here?"