East Sea, East Suburb Warehouse.
Within this warehouse, the Shadow Demon King, Iron Hand Demon King, and Wolf Demon King were covered in blood, severely wounded.
Barely breathing, they hung from the warehouse ceiling, bound by iron chains.
Around them stood a group of individuals clad in black, their auras sharp and strong.
As for Chu Tianhu, he sat there.
Slowly savoring a glass of red wine in his hand.
Behind him stood two middle-aged men with cold expressions and sharp auras.
"Master, will that Demon Lord come?"
One of the two middle-aged men spoke.
"Don't worry, this Demon Lord is said to be loyal and righteous."
"With his three Demon King subordinates here, he will definitely come."
"If he doesn't, the only choice will be to blockade the whole of East Sea and hunt him down."
"In any case, I must get my hands on the Mad Dragon Token, no one can stop me!!!"
Chu Tianhu's voice was ice-cold as he spoke.
His eyes filled with a bone-chilling gaze.
