The Beast Demon Lord frowned and said, "The Celestial Demons’ recognition is the greatest reliance of a Demon Lord. Since the Celestial Demons have recognized him, then he is the Blood Demon Lord, regardless of who he is, what he did, or where he came from."

"Heh, how do you know that the Celestial Demons’ recognition isn’t a ruse crafted by Jiang Sha?" The Flesh Demon Lord looked at Jiang Sha coldly.

The Rot Demon Lord giggled, "Yes, yes, yes, everything is a ruse by the Slaughter Demon Lord, even this Demon Lords’ meeting is part of her plot." She feigned a shocked expression, "Oh my! Maybe we Demon Lords are just puppets crafted by Jiang Sha. She’s performing a one-man show!"

The Charm Demon Lord laughed along, "If only I were truly a puppet of Sister Sha. I’d love for Sister Sha to whip this disobedient puppet of mine."

The Anger Demon Lord whispered, "Me too..."

Fan Wubing cast his gaze at the other Demon Lords and asked, "I want to know, is mutual slaughter allowed among Demon Lords?"

The Greedy Demon Lord pondered for a moment, "Hmm, there’s no rule against it, so to speak."

"Then it’s allowed." Fan Wubing smiled. After speaking, he turned his gaze to the Flesh Demon Lord.

The Flesh Demon Lord was taken aback for a moment before suddenly covering his stomach and bursting into laughter, "You wouldn’t actually want to kill me, would you! Oh my, others only dare to think, but you plan to actually do it. So, Jiang Sha really tricked you after all." Even at this moment, he still believed that Fan Wubing becoming the Blood Demon Lord was all a ruse by Jiang Sha.

But in the next moment, he found himself unable to laugh.

Because a pair of large, powerful hands were gripping his throat.

Fan Wubing appeared like a phantom in front of him, his pupils seemed to burn with a cold gray flame.

The Flesh Demon Lord’s eyes fixed, and his previous maniacal arrogance vanished, replaced by a calm terror. He grinned wickedly, "Were you emboldened by that previous sneak attack? Come, try to snap my neck, come on, try it!"

Fan Wu exerted force and snapped his neck violently.

But in the next moment, he felt a massive force grab his own throat, violently tearing it apart. His head lolled to one side, and a prompt appeared before his eyes—

[You have been attacked, HP -12.6 trillion]

The Flesh Demon Lord dissipated into a cloud of blood mist and reformed beside him, his eyes almost reached his ears, "How does it feel to twist your own neck?"

Fan Wubing straightened his neck, "Interesting."

The Flesh Demon Lord stuck out a crimson tongue, "There’s more that’s interesting."

As he spoke, he drew out a dagger brimming with demonic energy and plunged it into his own heart.

Yet he wasn’t harmed in the slightest, whereas on Fan Wubing’s side, a burst of fresh blood erupted from his chest, and his beating heart shattered instantly.

[You have been attacked, HP -37.2 trillion]

The Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill swiftly healed the injuries.

Fan Wubing gazed intently at the Flesh Demon Lord, "Continue."

The Flesh Demon Lord squinted his eyes, "Tsk, so your recovery ability is strong. The stronger your recovery, the more I like it! I feared you couldn’t handle a few hits."

With that, he continued stabbing himself madly with the dagger. But no matter how many times he stabbed himself, the damage was borne by Fan Wubing, and his body quickly became shattered. His blood bar recovered quickly, but the wounds took time to heal.

Seeing the scene, the Beast Demon Lord shook his head and said, "This newly appointed Demon Lord is still too reckless, at the very least he should know the capabilities of the Meat Demon Dao. If the Flesh Demon Lord were so easy to kill, I would’ve done it already, wouldn’t leave it to him."

The Rot Demon Lord chuckled, "We have not seen the Blood Demon Lord’s Path of the Demon Lord. Letting the Flesh Demon Lord test him is fine. However, being beaten without the strength to resist doesn’t look good."

The Charm Demon Lord narrowed her eyes, "The Blood Demon Lord’s gaze is quite intriguing. Moreover, haven’t you all noticed? It seems he’s deliberately not resisting." Her eyes brightened, "Could it be he enjoys being abused? With such strong recovery abilities, it must be really fun to torment him!" Saying so, she transformed into the posture of the Cold-faced Queen, holding a long whip and a red candle in her hand.

The Anger Demon Lord sneaked a glance at Jiang Sha, noticing the latter’s face remained expressionless, lost in thought.

On the battlefield ahead,

The Flesh Demon Lord looked cruelly at Fan Wubing, "Where did your temper go? Weren’t you going to kill me? I’m standing right in front of you, come on, come and kill me!"

He pressed his face near Fan Wubing, "Hurry up! Blast my head! Just like that sneak attack before! Let my skull and brain matter splatter out!"

A face as hideous as wearing the mask of an evil specter.

He suddenly thought of something amusing, displaying a playful smile, and before everyone’s eyes, he removed his pants, placing the dagger on his manhood, "What do you think, wouldn’t this be fun?" Shame does not exist with him at all. He is maniacal and chaotic, with extreme egotism.

Fan Wubing’s voice was like a ghostly wail in the mountains, "Meat Demon Dao... resistance to life, is it." He looked at the Flesh Demon Lord indifferently as if he were a king, "You’ve placed your life above all things, all mortal flesh is your puppet. You unscrupulously seize and delight in others’ lives; you are a parasite in the Life Dao."

The Flesh Demon Lord sneered, "Tsk, did you hear those words from Jiang Sha? Why, can you do anything to me?"

Fan Wubing gazed at the dagger on his manhood, suddenly smiling, "If I were you, I wouldn’t gamble my manhood."

"Gamble? You think I’m gambling with you." The Flesh Demon Lord laughed maniacally, "Seems someone still hasn’t figured out their own status. You’re just like a fish on the chopping block, no matter how tenacious, still a fish."