C1182 Mighty Spiritual Message

"Do I look like someone who will submit to the Demon Lord?"

Before Ding Changshun could say anything, Wang Chongyang spoke again. Although this sentence was quite rude, the Śarīra Demon Lord on the other side revealed a look of absolute certainty.

"I knew it. With a madman like you, Wang Chongyang, it is impossible for you to easily submit to any Demon Lord, not even Ten Thousand Stones