Chapter 1017

"Clearly, this Death Lord still has more to say; naturally, I must question him thoroughly." the Demon Emperor said indifferently.

"In that case, this subordinate will immediately accompany Your Majesty on this journey." the Wizard said at once.

"No need. You stay here." the Demon Emperor said, shaking his head.

"Yes!" the Wizard nodded.

The Demon Emperor left the tent, his figure vanishing into the air.

The Wizard stood in place, watching the direction where the Demon Emperor had disappeared; a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself, "Strange. Why did Your Majesty go to the dungeon this time? What exactly does he want to ask?"

His heart was filled with doubts.

The Demon Emperor's body appeared out of thin air once more before a dungeon gate. The demon soldiers guarding the dungeon, upon seeing him arrive, all knelt and shouted, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The Demon Emperor glanced at them and said, "Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

As soon as these soldiers stood up, they saw the Demon Emperor step toward the dungeon.

They did not understand why the Demon Emperor had suddenly come here; their gazes turned toward the Death Lord and others imprisoned inside the dungeon.

The Demon Emperor waved his hand lightly, and several demon soldiers very conscientiously left their posts.

The Demon Emperor looked around, then walked to the dungeon door, extended his right arm to rest on the iron bars of the dungeon, and suddenly pulled backward. The iron bars of the dungeon immediately made a crack-crack sound, and finally with a boom, the iron bars fell to the ground, and the dungeon door opened.

The Demon Emperor entered the dungeon, and the Death Lord and others inside immediately raised their heads to look at the Demon Emperor.

Seeing the Death Lord, a cold sneer appeared on the Demon Emperor's face; he directly squatted down, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at the Death Lord and others.

Seeing the Demon Emperor's domineering appearance, the Death Lord and others were filled with anger in their hearts; their gazes stared fiercely at the Demon Emperor, but they dared not speak, after all, they were now prisoners, and the Demon Emperor could execute them at any time.

The Death Lord took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger and displeasure in his heart, and said to the Demon Emperor, "What is it? What else is there?"

"Just now, I sent someone to investigate the news. What you said..." the Demon Emperor sneered.