"Awake?"
When Zhou Li woke up, the nearby King of Han sensed his presence. Having been forcibly pulled into the sky by Zhu Qianyun, thus spared from the attack of a snow sea and human mountain, he glanced over at Zhou Li and spoke:
"Are you a demon god now?"
"I feel like I am."
Zhou Li replied subconsciously, but quickly added, "Just kidding, bro, monsters don't become Immortals or Emperors."
"Although I didn't understand, your words seem dangerous."
Frowning, the King of Han glanced at the angry demons on the ground and the embroiled armored soldiers, and said, "So, are you planning to clean up this mess you've made?"
"Whoa there, Your Royal Highness, King of Han, get something straight."
Zhou Li exclaimed in shock, "This is your Taiying."
"..."
The King of Han fell silent, and after a long time, he spoke somberly, "You mean to say that you've exploded a cesspit in my place, and since it's my territory, I should clean it up for you, right?"
"Just kidding, bro."