Chapter 2459: Give Them a Little Punishment!

These people didn't know whether the Demon Court's rules could be broken, but Bai Ze must return—and when he does, he will be punished.

Actually, they were still waiting for Nüwa and Fuxi to arrive, but neither had come yet, and Di Jun's expression had grown dark—he felt he was losing control.

Dong Huang Taiyi told them to return directly and wait until Nüwa arrived.

Upon returning to the palace, Di Jun smashed everything in his hands to the ground.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of shattering porcelain echoed continuously; the entire Demon Court trembled, especially the lowly demons below, who grew even more terrified.

Remembering how Gui Che had been punished with three hundred bone-slicing whips, not a single demon dared breathe heavily.

If they spoke a single wrong word, they too might be punished.

Dong Huang Taiyi stepped forward to stop Di Jun: "Big brother, this isn't the time to smash things. Since Nüwa and Fuxi no longer heed our Demon Race, we must take hold of them!"

Di Jun was anxious, but he hadn't lost his reason—he still possessed the power of the Demon Emperor.

Moreover, the wings of the Jin Wu behind him ached faintly—that was Luo Fu's first gift to him, and he must repay it tenfold.

"How do we take hold of them?"

"That's easy. Many things in Nüwa Palace were taken by our Demon Race—have them return everything from Nüwa Palace."

"That's it?"

"Exactly."

Dong Huang Taiyi glanced at Di Jun, and Di Jun seemed to understand something in Dong Huang Taiyi's gaze.

This time, they said nothing more, only nodded urgently—many words went unspoken; all they needed was for Nüwa and Fuxi to come.

"Fine. I'll send people to act now."

"Since Nüwa and Fuxi wish to break free from our Demon Race's control, to leave the Demon Court, let them offer the price of departure. If they can produce it, I will release them."

Hearing Di Jun say this, Feilian and Jimeng, who had come to receive orders, nodded in agreement.

Dong Huang Taiyi fixed them with a long stare before leaving, carrying Di Jun's directive to Nüwa Palace—they too must find Nüwa and Fuxi and bring them here.

Feilian didn't fully understand why the Demon Emperor was doing this, but Jiemeng knew.

"Let's stop hesitating and go quickly—if we're late by even a step, we may face eternal ruin. Right now, under the Demon Emperor's fury, who dares provoke him!?" Feilian said.

Jiemeng waved his hand and asked, "Feilian, don't you think something's off about this?"

"What could be off? Nüwa and Fuxi are ours—shouldn't they obey our Demon Race? Isn't it natural for them to heed the Demon Emperor?"

Feilian continued: "The Demon Emperor summoned Nüwa and Fuxi to discuss how to fight the Wu Race, but they refused to listen—they deserve punishment."

Jiemeng shook his head—he felt Feilian saw only the surface.

But it wasn't Feilian's fault; the Demon Emperor had no clear reason to target Nüwa and Fuxi. It was only after considering another layer that Jiemeng had understood this matter.

Feilian grabbed Jiemeng's arm and pulled him away.

"Don't go yet—I'll break down the stakes for you…" Jiemeng began, but Feilian clapped a hand over his mouth and dragged him off.