"So we can propose any contest we want, is that right?"
Mo Qi's question stunned everyone present for a moment.
The five members of the Demon Race never expected someone to dare accept the challenge so quickly. 'Weren't humans supposed to be cowards who cling to life and fear death?'
'Has this Vajra Realm human in front of us grown tired of living?'
'Can't he see that all five of us are Fourth-level Demon Beasts? That's equivalent to the human Void Realm.'
Meanwhile, the experts in the Hall of Envoys stared at Mo Qi, their faces full of questions.
'We haven't even reached a decision yet, how could you just act on your own?'
'This is a matter of life and death for everyone here!'
'Even if you're powerful and confident of victory, you should have at least discussed it with us, right?'
