"D*mn it! These guys used my bones to brew soup! Once I've regained my physical body, I'm going to wipe out all of these Demonic Cultivators!"
At the sight of his bones in the cauldron, Vermilion Demon Lord instantly flew into a rage.
Upon hearing that, Jared promptly burst into laughter. "Mr. Vermilion, you're a Demonic Cultivator yourself. Yet, you want to wipe out all these Demonic Cultivators?"
"Although I'm a Demonic Cultivator, I still have a righteous heart. Regardless of whether they are from the human race, demon, or even beast race, if they had lost their conscience, I would not hesitate to eliminate them all!" Vermilion Demon Lord snarled.
As Jared listened, he merely chuckled.
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