At this moment, Wen Jingjing, the Lord of the Territory, suddenly felt the hand gripping her arm tighten.
She immediately screamed in fear and fled frantically to Xian'er's location.
"Mommy, mommy, don't eat me, don't eat me! I'm not Tang Monk's flesh, I don't taste good!"
"Wuwuwu, this other world is too terrifying, I want to go home to my good mama!"
Looking at Wen Jingjing, the Lord of the Territory, with a face full of panic, Xian'er couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, finding her quite cute.
She instantly hid this smile and cautiously watched the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord, who could now move.
She could feel that this demon was very dangerous, so she was very vigilant for a moment.
However, she was not afraid, just worried about any sudden accidents.
"I'm here, you can die now."
Xian'er's beautiful eyes quietly looked at the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord and casually spoke these words.
It was as simple as drinking water or eating a meal.
Compared to Xian'er's calmness, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord appeared much more nervous.
Because he had never expected that a god could so easily immobilize him.
This was something he had never imagined before.
Therefore, for a moment, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord did not act rashly.
Instead, he asked cautiously:
"Who are you? Where are you from?"
Xian'er looked at him coldly and did not answer his question.
Seeing this, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord felt extremely exasperated and sarcastically said:
"What's wrong? You don't even dare to tell me your name, what a coward."
Hearing the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord's provocation, Xian'er's eyes grew colder. Her red lips parted, and she indifferently uttered a sentence.
"As a dead person, you are not qualified to know my name."
Upon hearing this, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord became even more enraged. He let out a cold snort and roared in anger:
"You lowly god of the Primordial Continent, what right do you have to say such words? I will make sure you die without a burial place!"
"You will pay the price for your current offense against me!"
After speaking, he exuded a dense demonic aura, and a massive phantom flickered behind him.
It emanated incredibly powerful energy.
Seeing this, Wen Jingjing, the Lord of the Territory, quickly hid behind Xian'er, feeling safer before saying:
"You disgusting demon, what right do you have to say such things? Our Lord Xiao Mo is incredibly powerful, and his subordinate troops are also extremely strong. You will surely die under Lord Xiao Mo's command!"
The Iseiswisha Demon God Lord did not expect to be insulted by Wen Jingjing, the Lord of the Territory, and felt his authority challenged.
Then, he extracted some key information from Wen Jingjing's words.
"Lord Xiao Mo?"
"Does that mean this hateful mysterious being is a subordinate of Xiao Mo?"
The Iseiswisha Demon God Lord was both astonished and incredulous. How could a subordinate be so powerful?
Although Mother God Milsrina had suffered a great loss under Xiao Mo's subordinates, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord had not returned, so he was unaware of this matter.
Moreover, Mother God Milsrina considered it a humiliation because she had made a firm promise to the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord.
Yet, something like this had happened. How could she possibly tell the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord about her disgrace?
Therefore, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord knew nothing about the formidable power of Xiao Mo's subordinates.
At this moment, in his extreme shock, he immediately denied his own thoughts.
"No! Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How can a subordinate be so powerful? It must be fake!"
Wen Jingjing, the Lord of the Territory, was originally covering her mouth with some distress, regretting her slip of the tongue.
But seeing the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord's shock and his persistent disbelief, she immediately cast aside her minor annoyance.
"What fake? This is one of the most powerful subordinates under Xiao Mo. You definitely can't defeat her!"
"Lord Xiao Mo is incredibly powerful, so his subordinates are naturally very strong. What are you so surprised about?"
"Truly a frog in a well!"
Being insulted again by that weak Lord of the Territory, the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord's mind felt a bit dazed from anger.
Since becoming the Demon God Lord hundreds of thousands of years ago, he had possessed absolute authority, and no one had dared to offend him like this.
Not to mention hundreds of thousands of years ago when he attacked this Primordial Continent, he had been invincible, and no one dared to provoke him.
But unexpectedly, when he returned to this continent this time, he was insulted by a mere Lord of the Territory. How embarrassing would it be if this got out!
So, his entire aura surged again, and the phantom behind him grew larger, like a ghost.
With a roar from the Iseiswisha Demon God Lord, the phantom towerred dozens of meters high, its pale face featuring two empty sockets for eyes.
An aura of death emanated from it, instilling boundless fear.
Even though there were no eyeballs within, anyone who was locked onto by its gaze felt an icy chill in their hearts. Death, coldness, cruelty, fear...
A series of subsequent emotions swirled in their minds.
Some of the gods who had not yet completely died, enveloped by this colossal phantom, clutched their heads and revealed expressions of profound grief.
Then, each of them simultaneously raised their weapons and plunged them fiercely into their own hearts.
They committed suicide!
And other gods who had already lost their ability to move were also desperately seeking ways to end their own lives.