The Emperor of the Demon Realm, the white-haired Demon Lord who is unrivaled in his generation. People stumble and horses stumble. In the melee of the six realms, he was forced to self-destruct, his physical body was annihilated, and his soul was destroyed. When I opened my eyes again, it was a strange world. I've never seen a high-rise building before... What are those four round iron lumps? Never seen... - "Huh?" Lord Demon Lord turned around. He seemed to be being followed. Behind him, a pair of golden eyes glared, holding a sword, and an angry little wolfdog appeared on his green handsome face: "Demon cultivator! Take your life." Ahead, a blond man with holy light, white robes and plain clothes, but a beautiful face greeted him: "Come, the Holy Lord will purify you." The sharp fangs rubbed the ears, whispering: "Follow me, I will protect you, my dear~" [A certain gentleman expressed innocence]