"Ah!"
"Why? This is the crown of my Flame Stone Family!"
The Yanliu Imperial Child roared in frenzy, continuously smashing objects around, ceaselessly bellowing in rage.
His voice echoed in the empty palace.
In this palace, there stood two silent sovereigns.
One was a magmatic colossus as massive as a mountain, the very patriarch of the Demon Rock Clan, Demon Mountain, the loyal servant of the Flame Stone Family. Even now, he stood respectfully, humbly listening to his master's every word with earnest attention.
The other was a stalwart figure with a thick, solitary horn atop his head, a monarch of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.
He watched the frenzied Yanliu Imperial Child with cold indifference, saying nothing.
This was the Chenshan King of the Flame Stone Family, the Yanliu Imperial Child's own uncle, who would not betray him, and who would accompany him in death.
Such was the command of the Flame Stone Great Emperor.