Chapter 13849 might be a good opportunity

The giant tiger was huge in size, like a moving hill. With every step it took, the sky seemed to be stepped on to create visible ripples, and the space itself trembled.

The golden light around it was dazzling, like a burning flame, illuminating the surrounding dark clouds with a golden glow.

In Batian City, whether it was the ordinary people on the streets, the warriors who were practicing, or the guards patrolling on the city walls, they were all alarmed by the noise.

They all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky, with fear and a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

The children clung tightly to the corners of their parents' clothes, hid behind them, only showing half of their faces, and looked around secretly; the warriors clenched their weapons, stared at the sky vigilantly, ready to deal with any danger that might arise; the guards were even more prepared as they were facing a formidable enemy, tightly gripping their spears, ready for battle.

When the giant tiger flew over Batian City and slowly stopped, a demon-suppressing envoy wrapped in black stood on the tiger's back.

The black clothes wrapped his body tightly, leaving only a pair of cold eyes, which were filled with endless mystery and majesty.

He stood quietly on the tiger's back, looking down with his eyes as sharp as lightning, as if he could see through everyone's heart.

Then, he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Where is the master of Zhaixing Tower?" The voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the sky above Batian City for a long time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed like a stream of light and instantly appeared in front of the giant tiger.

He was a young man in a black robe. He had a slender figure and walked lightly, as if he was walking on the breeze.

The young man had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and tightly closed lips, but his eyes revealed a calmness and sharpness that was inconsistent with his age, as if they contained endless wisdom and power.

The giant tiger stared at the young man vigilantly and let out a low roar that exploded in the air like thunder. A golden light shone brightly around its body, as if it was ready to attack at any time.

Its eyes were fixed on the young man, its muscles were tense, and its tail was raised high, as if it was demonstrating to the young man.

The young man had a calm expression. He first glanced at the giant tiger calmly. There was no fear in his eyes at all, as if he was just looking at an ordinary wild beast.

Then, he slowly turned his gaze to the Demon Suppressor and asked, "Who are you? Why did you suddenly come to my Batian City and shout so loudly for the Master of Zhaixing Tower?" His voice was low and magnetic, with an inviolable majesty.

The demon-suppressing master frowned slightly. He looked carefully at the young man in front of him, secretly guessing his identity.

He asked in return: "Who are you? Why are you suddenly here and so calm?"

The young man still looked calm. He clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "I am the Tyrant Emperor of Tyrant Empire and the Grand Lord of Tyrant City, Ling Xiao. Now the Master of Zhaixing Tower is also my subordinate. If you have something important to ask him, you can talk to me first.

When the demon-suppressing envoy heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Ling Xiao carefully again, as if he wanted to see something from him.

Then, he clasped his fists and saluted solemnly, saying, "Excuse me, the Demon Suppression Envoy has issued an order that the sea of demons is coming! This is a major event that concerns the lives of all people in the world. I hope that the Tyrant Emperor will pay attention to it and make preparations early."

The sea of demons is coming?
Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, and countless complex emotions flashed across his deep eyes in an instant.

No one knows the consequences of foreign attacks better than him, as he has experienced several reincarnations.

In every life, he seemed to be in an endless nightmare and experienced the desperate suffering personally.

Deep in his memory, there were horrific scenes.

Countless lives were lost. The once prosperous and bustling town was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye. Cries, shouts and screams were intertwined together, like a tragic song.

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood dyed the earth red. Those once vibrant lives now lay there coldly, with no one caring about them.

Even an entire world would be destroyed under the ravages of the sea of demons. The once beautiful mountains, rivers, pavilions and towers would all be reduced to ashes under that terrifying power, as if they had never existed.

In the face of that catastrophe, life seemed like an absurd joke, so fragile that it could be easily destroyed.

"I understand!" Ling Xiao nodded slowly, his voice low and firm.

He glanced at the demon-suppressing envoy standing beside him and asked, "Does everyone else know this news?"

The demon-suppressing envoy nodded solemnly, with a hint of worry in his voice: "I have received an order. I just hope this time will not be like the last time..."

As he spoke, a hint of sadness that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes.

The scene of the last attack by the sea of demons seemed to appear before his eyes again.

Although the Demon Sea ultimately failed in its attack, the price behind it was so painful that it was unbearable.

The Holy Temple, a place once regarded as a symbol of justice, actually betrayed the royal family and secretly colluded with the Demon Sea;

The four kings, those powerful men who once swore allegiance to the royal family, also turned against them at the critical moment.

The twelve powerful men of the royal family fought to protect this land, but they died tragically in the sea of demons in that brutal battle.

To this day, their bodies are still hung on the towering bronze pillars, exposed to the wind and rain and suffering humiliation.

This is undoubtedly a great shame for the royal family and a pain that can never be erased.

At the side, Ji Mingkong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer, with a bit of sarcasm and disdain in his smile: "Your Majesty, this may be a good opportunity for us!"

The Demon Suppressor was stunned for a moment. He never expected Ji Mingkong to say such a thing.

Immediately, his brows furrowed even tighter, as if they could pinch a fly to death.

Although everyone knows what the arrival of the Demon Sea means, it is a disaster that concerns the survival of the entire world, but when we really need to unite to fight against the Demon Sea, those heartbreaking betrayers always appear.

However, those betrayers still live freely and happily after the betrayal, as if nothing had happened.

No, rather, they are living better than before, enjoying the wealth, glory and power brought by betrayal.

The Demon Suppressor felt bitter in his heart. He didn't even have any reason to blame Ji Mingkong for saying such things, because this was the cruel reality.

Ling Xiao looked at Ji Mingkong, but a faint smile appeared on his face, which revealed a kind of confidence and calmness: "Your Excellency can go now. Facing the sea of demons, our Tyrant Empire has no choice but to fight! No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, no matter what the price is, we will never retreat!"

"Thank you!" A warm feeling surged in the Demon Suppressor's heart. He smiled gratefully, then rode the majestic giant tiger and turned away.