Demon Emperor didn't even realize how close he had come to death. In extreme pain, he clenched his fists on the chair and roared, "Is there no loyal and brave minister who can stop that little bitch?"
"She's heading straight to the Imperial Secret Treasury. Those are all my treasures!"
However, when his gaze swept over the Tire-7 Demon Saints beside him, they all lowered their heads, avoiding His Majesty's gaze. Who would want to court death? That ancient sword was not to be trifled with! Even the guardian demon spirits on the palace's main gate had been destroyed by it. Everyone knew in their hearts that their fighting techniques wouldn't be any stronger than those demon spirits.
But a sycophantic minister stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The Corpse Dragon within the Secret Treasury is as powerful as Tire-8 when it's in there. It will surely not let that little bitch succeed!"
