...
Around the same time.
[Colorful Valley].
This is the heartland of the Nether Fiend Demon God's territory, located precisely at the intersection of Demon No. 2 Base, the Immortal Dynasty, and the Nether Fiend Demon God's palace. It is a strategic passageway that the main demon army of the Nether Fiend Demon God must pass through when leaving the Demon God Palace to reach the human heartland.
Such a strategic location is naturally the result of the Demon Lord's years of effort, and his true self has long been stationed here to restrain the true self of the Nether Fiend Demon God.
Even before the war began, the Demon Lord had already secretly transferred several main battle legions of the Asura Legion to the Colorful Valley to intercept the main demon army of the Nether Fiend Demon God.
Now.
In the valley, the main demon army of the Nether Fiend Demon God and the main battle legions of the Asura Legion are engaged in fierce combat. Several trusted demon kings under the Nether Fiend Demon God are also entangled by the legion commanders of the Asura Legion and several Lingxu Realm elders of the Chao Clan, with both sides locked in a stalemate.
Demons and human soldiers alike are constantly falling, turning the entire Colorful Valley into a massive meat grinder, grinding humans and demons alike.
The blood of humans and demons has stained the ground, nearly turning the valley plain into a sea of blood.In the sky, Demon Lord Chao Qianchuo and the true form of the Nether Fiend Demon God are also locked in fierce battle.
The terrifying might that could destroy the heavens and earth sweeps across the sky, with vast Nether Fiend energy rolling in the air. From a distance, the entire sky seems to be filled with the terrifying power of the Demon God and True Demon, a suffocating might.
From the ground, it is impossible to see the specifics, as the distance is too great to even distinguish figures. Only the overwhelming might, the continuously erupting powerful shockwaves, and the strange and changing clouds in the sky indicate the intensity of the battle.
One human and one demon have been entangled here for several months. Although there have been occasional ceasefires, the battle has never completely stopped.
Even the meetings of the demon coalition were held by the Nether Fiend Demon God during the gaps in the battle, using projections to convene.
In the midst of it, the Nether Fiend Demon God attempted several times to break through the Demon Lord's blockade, only to fail repeatedly.
This left the Nether Fiend Demon God furious yet helpless.
The Demon Lord's [Nether Fiend True Demon Scripture] shares many similarities with the Nether Fiend lineage of demons, with neither side having a clear advantage over the other. Moreover, they are old acquaintances. In their prime, the strength of the Nether Fiend Demon God and the Demon Lord was about the same, with the outcome of a fight being fifty-fifty.
But now, the Nether Fiend Demon God has severely weakened his strength to condense the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed, and his combat power is far inferior to before. Facing the Demon Lord, who is still in peak condition, he inevitably falls into a disadvantage.
Finally.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Nether Fiend Demon God's power was exhausted and the Demon God's power could not be redirected in time, the Demon Lord, under the cover of his right hand's True Demon Blade, struck out fiercely with his left palm.
"Boom!!"
A thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and earth.
A massive palm, entirely composed of Nether Fiend demonic energy and containing the terrifying laws of the Nether Fiend, suddenly appeared in the sky, pressing down on the Nether Fiend Demon God with unstoppable force!
Cold, dead, exuding a deadly dangerous aura.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to dim.
The terrifying might caused the surrounding space to crack inch by inch, with countless spatial rifts spreading like a spider's web, looking dark and deep from afar, sending chills down one's spine.
This palm was meticulously prepared by the Demon Lord, slowly condensed over a long time under the cover of the battle's aftermath, intended to be used at a critical moment to severely injure the Nether Fiend Demon God.
Caught off guard, the Nether Fiend Demon God was indeed hit directly.
Although he managed to mobilize the Demon God's power to protect his vital points, he was still sent flying by the blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"No way! How do you still have such abundant True Demon energy?!" Struggling to stabilize himself, the Nether Fiend Demon God's handsome face showed shock and anger.
At this moment, his Demon God armor was already damaged in several places, and his silver hair was stained with blood, looking battered and exhausted.
However, he couldn't care less about these things, instead looking at the Demon Lord with suspicion and uncertainty.
After fighting for so long, the Demon God's power within him was greatly depleted. Even if the Demon Lord's strength was slightly stronger, it shouldn't have been so effortless for him, let alone being able to fight while preparing a big move.
If he hadn't misjudged the Demon Lord's strength, he wouldn't have been so easily caught off guard.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, his pupils shrinking abruptly: "Have you already reached the peak of the third layer of the True Demon Realm?!"
It's known that the Demon Lord's publicly acknowledged strength was the third layer of the True Demon Realm, similar to the original Nether Fiend Demon God. Unless the Demon Lord had already cultivated to the extreme of the early True Demon Realm, with his True Demon energy being incredibly abundant, it wouldn't have led to such a misjudgment of the situation.
"Nether Fiend, give up. You are no match for me now." The Demon Lord did not answer, instead coldly looking at him with the True Demon Blade in hand, "As long as you lead your troops back to the Demon God Palace and stay there obediently, I won't make things difficult for you."
However, the Nether Fiend Demon God seemed not to hear his words, still muttering to himself: "You took my [Nether Fiend True Demon Seed] not for an heir, but to break through to the mid True Demon Realm?!"
Although it had been a long time since the fall of the Nether Fiend Young Master, it was only at this moment that he connected all the dots and understood everything!
He never imagined it would be like this!!
The Demon Lord's meticulous plot to seize the [Nether Fiend True Demon Seed] was not to leave it for his descendants, but to use its power to break through to the mid True Demon Realm!
Although he hadn't specifically studied human affairs, after fighting for so many years, the Nether Fiend Demon God knew a bit. The Immortal and Demon Dynasties of the human race hadn't seen a mid True Immortal or True Demon Realm cultivator in countless years.
The Demon Lord was willing to risk a war between humans and demons to break through to the mid True Demon Realm. What was he planning?!!
"Stop saying useless things." Seeing the Nether Fiend Demon God's state, the Demon Lord frowned slightly, showing a hint of impatience on his stern face, "I now give you two choices. One, withdraw your troops now, and I won't make things difficult for you. Two, stay and fight to the death, and I won't mind giving you a swift end."
With the disappearance of Moruo, the whereabouts of the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed unknown, and Suya captured... since the plan began, there had been various setbacks, and now he had completely lost control of the situation.
Not long ago, even Qianjue had issues, activating the Demon Lord Order.
However, he was engaged in a fierce battle with the Nether Fiend Demon God at the time and couldn't respond. He now didn't know how things were on Qianjue's side, whether he had successfully overcome the crisis.
With all these factors accumulating, the Demon Lord had little patience left and only wanted to end the battle quickly to go back and clean up the mess.
"Heh~ Demon Lord, don't get too cocky too soon." The Nether Fiend Demon God snapped back to reality, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneering, "I originally planned to capture the Little Demon Lord and use him to force you to hand over the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed, but he got away. Since that's the case, I have no choice but to kill you directly and forcibly take back the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed. Don't forget, I'm not the only Demon God in the demon race."
"Heh~"
The Demon Lord snorted disdainfully, a mocking expression appearing on his stern face: "Currently, the eight Demon Gods of the demon race are led by the [Bone Saw Demon God] in the east and the [Nine Prison Demon God] in the west. The remaining four Demon Gods follow their lead, leaving only you and the Yincha Demon God on the fringes. Who can you call for help? Yincha is currently overwhelmed with his own problems and won't risk his life for a bit of resources."
He didn't believe the Nether Fiend Demon God's words at all.
This guy was probably trying to bluff him, thinking that a few big words would scare him into letting him go. What a joke.
As for the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed not being on him, he couldn't be bothered to explain. Even if he said it, the Nether Fiend Demon God wouldn't believe him. It was better not to say anything.
However, just as the Demon Lord finished speaking, a rough and arrogant voice came from the sky: "Hahaha~ Human Demon Lord, your information is outdated. The demon race now has more than eight Demon Gods."
As the voice fell.
A violent spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky.
Immediately, the space was torn open, and a towering demon figure crossed the space, descending into the Colorful Valley.
It was a figure that seemed both dragon and not dragon.
Massive dragon horns spiraled from the sides of its head, pointing skyward, grand and flamboyant. Huge dragon wings spread behind it, like clouds hanging from the sky, blocking out the sun.
The terrifying might of the Demon God emanated from the figure, causing the sky to churn with wind and clouds, as if the end of the world had arrived.
This demonic figure, who else could it be but the [Dragonblood Demon God] Yuntai An?
After ascending to Demon God, Yuntai An's demonic body underwent a transformation, appearing far more extravagant than before. Especially the pair of dragon horns, which had become extremely exaggerated and luxurious, leaving a deep impression at first sight.
"Demon God?!" The Demon Lord's expression changed drastically upon seeing him, "When did the demon race gain another Demon God?"
Such a significant event, and he hadn't received any information about it, was unreasonable!
"Hahaha~ You have a keen eye, recognizing my identity at a glance." Yuntai An laughed heartily, his ferocious face filled with arrogance, "Remember, I am the [Dragonblood Demon God], and from now on, one of the nine Demon Gods of this demon domain."
[Dragonblood Demon God]!
The Demon Lord's expression grew solemn, feeling a sense of unease as things spiraled out of his control.
"Dragonblood, don't forget what you promised me."
At this moment, the Nether Fiend Demon God's telepathic message suddenly echoed in Yuntai An's mind.
His tone was vicious and filled with malice: "I can temporarily overlook your retreat from the battlefield, but this time, against the Demon Lord, you absolutely cannot mess up. If you dare to mess up again, I'll risk everything to make you pay!"
Clearly, the Dragonblood Demon God's repeated failures had made him extremely angry. If it weren't for needing the Dragonblood Demon God's help against the Demon Lord, he might have already turned against him.
"Rest assured." Yuntai An replied arrogantly, "The previous situation was urgent, and I only retreated slightly early to preserve my forces. After all, my current demon soldiers and generals are too few to withstand much. But against the Demon Lord, I absolutely won't mess up."
He was now very adept at playing the role of the Dragonblood Demon God, wearing the usual arrogant expression of the Dragonblood Demon God on his face, while feeling secretly excited inside.
After all, to his former self, the Demon Lord was a lofty figure to be looked up to. He never dreamed that one day he would become an equal and even fight against him.
Logically, as part of the human camp, he should hold back. However, after learning that the Demon Lord killed the Nether Fiend Young Master and framed the Immortal Dynasty, he felt no kinship with the Demon Lord, only wishing to beat him up to avenge the soldiers who died because of it.
Now, the opportunity had come.
He had to make the Demon Lord pay!
The telepathic communication between the Nether Fiend Demon God and Yuntai An was extremely fast, taking less than a breath's time. However, in that brief moment, the Demon Lord, realizing the situation was dire, had already made a decision.
"Retreat!"
His voice suddenly echoed in the ears of the Lingxu Realm demon lords engaged in battle below.
The Asura Legion's commander, Luo Jun, changed his expression and immediately began directing the soldiers to contract their defenses, preparing to retreat.
At the same time, the Demon Lord had already slashed open a massive spatial rift with his long blade, using the void shifting technique to escape.
Seeing this, the Nether Fiend Demon God and Yuntai An's expressions changed.
"Trying to escape?!"
"Stop!"
Almost simultaneously, the two attacked.
"Boom!!"
The terrifying power of the Nether Fiend Demon God struck the space, crashing into the spatial rift the Demon Lord had opened!
With a loud explosion, the spatial rift shattered.
"Boom boom boom!!"
A massive dragon claw swept across the sky, mercilessly grabbing at the Demon Lord's back!
The claw's tips gleamed coldly, as strong as a semi-immortal artifact, seemingly piercing through space, suddenly closing in on the Demon Lord's back!
The Demon Lord, forced to defend, turned to block.
"Boom! Boom boom boom!!"
The sounds of battle erupted once more in the sky.
But this time, the intensity of the battle far exceeded before, with the energy shockwaves in the sky being far more terrifying.
Unlike the previous restrained exchanges between the Demon Lord and the Nether Fiend Demon God, this time, it was a true life-and-death struggle, with no holds barred, each side using the fiercest, most dangerous moves.
Vast energy swept through the sky, causing the entire sky to tremble.
The battle raged on for many days, many days.
It continued until the human army on the ground successfully withdrew from the Colorful Valley, beginning a cautious retreat towards Demon No. 2 Base, and until the valley's remains were cleared, the battle in the sky showed no signs of ending.
Without the human army's restraint, the battle grew even more intense.
One demon and two humans fought from the sky to the ground and back to the sky, with terrifying energy ravaging the entire valley plain, turning everything upside down.
The disparity in strength was evident, with the Nether Fiend Demon God and Yuntai An almost always suppressing the Demon Lord.
However, the Demon Lord, a nearly seven-thousand-year-old veteran True Demon Realm powerhouse, had deep foundations and strong strength. His True Demon artifact, the long blade, was the [Immortal Slayer Blade], passed down through generations of the True Demon Hall, with extraordinary power. It was extremely difficult for the Nether Fiend Demon God and Yuntai An to kill him.
At critical moments, the Demon Lord could always rely on his years of accumulated battle experience to find opportunities to escape danger.
But the disparity in strength was ultimately insurmountable. Even though the Demon Lord used all his skills, it was only to save his life. As time passed, his injuries increased, his face grew paler, and his appearance became more and more battered, forming a stark contrast with his initially imposing and majestic demeanor.
However.
The Nether Fiend Demon God's face was ashen, his handsome face twisted with anger.
"Too bad~ In the end, we couldn't keep him, nor reclaim the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed." Looking in the direction the Demon Lord had fled, Yuntai An sighed with regret, then turned to the Nether Fiend Demon God, directly asking for his reward, "The fight is over, where's the reward you promised me?"
The Nether Fiend Demon God's expression froze, his face turning from green to black.
Yuntai An's words only added insult to injury to his already terrible mood.
He glared at Yuntai An fiercely: "Don't worry, you'll get what you deserve!"
With that, he ignored Yuntai An, spread his demon wings, and vanished into the clouds as a stream of light.
"Tsk~"
Yuntai An clicked his tongue, reflecting on the previous battle with mixed emotions.
The Demon Lord, as expected of a veteran powerhouse, managed to hold on for so long, ultimately seizing an opportunity to escape.
However, he couldn't deny that beating up the Demon Lord felt incredibly satisfying~~~ And this time, the Demon Lord was seriously injured, likely unable to cause trouble for a while~
Too bad he couldn't record it; otherwise, he would have shown Miao Miao his heroic demeanor.
After indulging in his thoughts for a moment, Yuntai An gradually collected himself, spread his dragon wings, and also disappeared into the clouds as a stream of light.
This chaotic battle came to a temporary halt here, and next, he would have to start collecting human captives.
With the departure of the two Demon Gods, the demon army below began to withdraw in a grand procession.
Before long, the Colorful Valley returned to its usual tranquility.
However, even though the battle had passed, the dense Nether Fiend demonic energy and dragon demonic energy still lingered in the Colorful Valley, refusing to dissipate. The terrain and environment of the valley seemed to have undergone a cataclysmic change, as if the land had been turned upside down.
Even with a map from before, it would be hard to find many similarities.
The destructive power of Demon God Realm, True Immortal Realm, and True Demon Realm powerhouses was evident.
...
Red Moon Demon Dynasty.
Capital, Demon City!
As the political and cultural center of the entire Red Moon Demon Dynasty, apart from the distinct architectural style and the streets filled with various demon cultivators, it wasn't much different from the Immortal City of the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty, equally prosperous and densely populated.
Many noble families have their main residences in Demon City. Various titled kings and first- and second-rank nobles are common here, and even super-noble clans like the Chao Clan have their main residences in Demon City.
In the most prosperous area of Demon City, there is a restaurant called [Heavenly Demon Tower].
[Heavenly Demon Tower] is arguably the most luxurious restaurant in Demon City. Its operator is the famous hereditary titled king of the royal family, [Purple Yao King].
Perhaps because of the royal backing, the restaurant offers a wide array of exquisite delicacies, including some rare high-end ingredients, and various "special services" tailored for male and female customers.
As a result, Heavenly Demon Tower has become a place for nobles and wealthy individuals to showcase their lifestyle quality.
With so many nobles and wealthy individuals frequenting the place, information and news naturally flow quickly, making it one of the top spots for news circulation in the entire Demon City.
Across the street from [Heavenly Demon Tower] is [Guangfu Street], presenting a different scene. The street is lined with various mid- to low-end restaurants, more grounded, with a mix of people and a lively atmosphere.
The speed of rumor circulation here is no weaker than that of Heavenly Demon Tower.
In a bustling mid- to low-end restaurant on [Guangfu Street], the main hall alone has over a hundred tables, filled with guests from all walks of life. In the center, there's a stage for opera, dance performances, and storytelling.
At a table not far from the stage, two guests are seated.
One of them, sitting on the left, is an elderly man, appearing to be around sixty years old by mortal standards. Though aged, his posture remains upright, his eyes clear and deep, exuding an extraordinary aura.
Even though he wears an ordinary black brocade robe and his aura is tightly restrained, a faint sense of authority occasionally emanates from him.
Beside him sits a white-faced, slightly sinister-looking old man.
However, he seems unwilling to sit on equal terms with the other guest, perching on the edge of his seat, back straight, looking as if he's sitting on pins and needles.
Judging by his demeanor, it's clear he's quite uncomfortable.
"Shi Ping'an." The elderly man couldn't stand it any longer, rolling his eyes, "If you keep acting like this, my identity will be exposed by you."
"Your Majesty, no, sir." Shi Ping'an showed a bitter expression, "How can a lowly person like me dare to sit on equal terms with you?"
Clearly.
This "elderly man" is the incognito current Red Abyss Demon Emperor. To hide his identity and avoid recognition, he even altered his appearance, making himself look much older, with significantly changed features.
The white-faced old man named "Shi Ping'an" is no ordinary person either, serving as the chief eunuch who has served the Red Abyss Demon Emperor for generations.
Though Shi Ping'an calls himself "lowly," as the chief eunuch, he holds a high position in the entire Demon Dynasty. Even the great nobles, titled kings, and princes treat him with respect, addressing him as "Master Shi."
"Alright, alright, just be careful not to expose my identity." The Demon Emperor waved impatiently, his ears already perked up, listening to the conversations of the various people around him.
In truth, he was being overly cautious. With at least a thousand guests in the restaurant, from all walks of life, who would have the time to focus on his table?
Not far away, a group of guests were eating and chatting, the atmosphere lively, discussing recent hot topics, such as how heroic and domineering Third Prince Shentu Jingming was, how he dominated the outer region battlefield, and so on.
Or, occasionally expressing disdain for the actions of the Little Demon Lord, mocking his overestimation of himself and cowardice in fleeing the battlefield, with some even daring to voice dissatisfaction with the Demon Lord under the influence of alcohol.
"Good!" The Demon Emperor listened with increasing delight, feeling very satisfied, even the cheap wine in his jug tasted exceptionally sweet.
The reason for his "disguised visit" was to hear the current middle and lower-class people's disdain for the Little Demon Lord and the Demon Lord. It was a feedback for his painstaking "behind-the-scenes operations."
Of course, the suggestion for this behind-the-scenes operation came from Wang Fugui, but wasn't he, the Demon Emperor, the one who implemented it all?
Though it was tiring to manipulate projections and transmit "broadcast videos" back and forth, the effect was excellent. Now, his third son was already renowned, his reputation among the younger generation completely overshadowing the Little Demon Lord. Even his ranking on the "Red Moon Sage List" had jumped from last to first.
Even Ruobing benefited, becoming the second on the Red Moon Sage List.
Speaking of Wang Ruobing, the Demon Emperor was quite satisfied. Though she came from a humble background, merely a Saintess of a small country's holy land, her character and potential were top-notch.
In the future, if his third son could support each other with her, the Red Moon Demon Dynasty would undoubtedly flourish.
"My third son did well this time." The Demon Emperor mused.
He was already considering whether to finalize the succession. The [Scarlet Lotus of Immortality] passed down from his ancestors was also ripe, and if his third son could enjoy it, his aptitude would be greatly enhanced before inheriting the [True Demon Scripture]. With luck, he might even directly ascend to the Heavenly Son.
By then, when he ascends to the throne and becomes the new Demon Emperor, reaching the mid True Demon Realm might not be out of reach.
As he pondered, a storyteller carrying a teapot leisurely ascended the stage, beginning to narrate the tale of the Little Demon Lord's greed and subsequent humiliation.
These storytellers kept up with current events, and the events on the outer region battlefield not long ago had already been turned into stories and were spreading. It's unknown where they got their information, but there were quite a few details.
"Good, well said." The guests cheered enthusiastically, "That Chao Qianjue is a cowardly disgrace, causing a major blunder with his incompetence, and even abandoning his subordinates in a crisis to escape!"
"He doesn't deserve to be the Little Demon Lord!"
"Exactly, if he inherits the True Demon Scripture, I won't accept it!"
"I won't accept it either. The Chao Clan is a disgrace, as a super-noble clan, how could they produce such a cowardly and disgraceful person?"
In righteous indignation, many citizens of the Demon Dynasty cursed vehemently.
From their reactions, it was clear that the Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue's reputation had become irreparably tarnished throughout the entire Red Moon Demon Dynasty.
The Demon Emperor listened with great satisfaction, unable to resist downing his cup of wine in one gulp, sighing contentedly.
He wondered if it was his imagination, but the wine in his cup seemed even sweeter than before.
However, just as the Demon Emperor was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Suddenly.
A voice filled with anger suddenly rang out: "How dare you!!"
The Demon Emperor's brow twitched, instinctively turning his head to precisely capture a figure.
It was an elder in a blue robe, with high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and a stern demeanor.
He appeared as if by teleportation, and with his appearance, the unique pressure of a Lingxu Realm powerhouse swept over the entire restaurant.
The entire restaurant fell silent.
The Demon Emperor immediately recognized him as the third Ancestor of the Chao Clan, Chao Yiming.
The Chao Clan had a considerable number of Lingxu Realm members, and for Chao Yiming to rank third among all the elders, his strength was evident. In fact, even within the entire Red Moon Demon Dynasty, he was a renowned mid-to-late Lingxu Realm powerhouse, holding a high position in the Demon Dynasty."You dare to spread rumors and slander our Chao Clan here." Chao Yiming's face was filled with anger as he scanned the crowd inside the tavern and coldly ordered, "Men, arrest the tavern owner, the storyteller, and all those gossiping."
"Yes, Ancestor Yiming."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fierce clan soldiers surged in from outside the tavern, menacingly beginning to arrest people.
The previously dead silent atmosphere was instantly shattered.
"Why are you arresting me?"
"Chao Clan thinks they're so great, huh? We didn't slander Chao Qianjue; it's true he was cowardly and caused the deaths of many frontline soldiers."
"Ancestor Yiming, I was wrong, I won't dare again."
In an instant, chaos erupted in the tavern, with angry curses, protests, and pleas for mercy echoing continuously. However, they were ultimately powerless against the formidable Chao Clan soldiers.
Even some experts who wanted to intervene kept silent, fearing Chao Yiming, their brows furrowed, daring to be angry but not to speak.
The Demon Emperor's interest was interrupted, causing him to frown slightly and coldly stop them, "Enough! What right does your Chao Clan have to arrest people?"
"Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, several Chao Clan soldiers immediately surrounded the Demon Emperor and Master Lao.
The leader among them sternly reprimanded, "Someone is spreading rumors and slandering our Chao Clan, severely damaging our reputation, so naturally, we must arrest them."
"Everyone has the freedom of speech," the Demon Emperor's anger flared, his voice growing colder, "Moreover, what they said is the truth, not rumors. Your Chao Clan is truly audacious, daring to silence the public in broad daylight. Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous."
Master Lao nearly burst out laughing upon hearing this.
Your Majesty, your words are truly righteous. In the past thousands of years, how many have been punished for speaking against you? When it comes to controlling public opinion, you are the true Ancestor-level figure.
"You old man, how dare you meddle in our Chao Clan's affairs!" The Chao Clan soldiers were furious, "Arrest these two old men and interrogate them thoroughly to see if they're spies from the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty."
Several Celestial Realm soldiers charged forward, ready to seize them.
However, Chao Yiming, who was overseeing the situation, noticed this and his expression changed slightly.
The old man's demeanor seemed somewhat familiar, that effeminate old face... Wait! Isn't that Master Lao, who is always by His Majesty's side?!
Although his attire was completely different, that effeminate aura was unmistakable.
Could it be...
Chao Yiming's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong.
Just as he realized the mistake and wanted to stop them.
A terrifying demonic aura erupted from the old man, like an abyss or a prison, exuding an extreme sense of danger.
It was the terrifying might of a True Demon Realm expert, and under its influence, the Celestial Realm soldiers were like hitting an invisible wall, being flung away.
As this demonic aura rose, the Demon Emperor shed his disguise, revealing his true form.
He sat there, not even standing up, yet the terrifying pressure of a True Demon Realm expert enveloped him.
Despite wearing an ordinary black robe, he exuded an aura of nobility and majesty as if he were in a royal palace, receiving the homage of countless ministers.
"Chao Clan, oh Chao Clan!" The Demon Emperor's deep gaze swept across the crowd, his voice filled with anger as he sternly reprimanded, "First, you train elite private soldiers, and now you brazenly arrest people in Demon City, disregarding the laws of the court. I want to ask, when did the Red Moon Demon Dynasty change its surname to Chao?"
Demon Emperor!
The appearance of the Demon Emperor was so unexpected that it stunned almost everyone, leaving their minds buzzing.
For a moment, the entire tavern fell silent.
It took several breaths before someone reacted.
Those who had been arrested, thinking they were doomed, suddenly saw hope and immediately knelt down, pleading, "Greetings, Your Majesty, please seek justice for us."
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
The Chao Clan soldiers were even more terrified, their faces pale, shrinking in fear.
"Your Majesty, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Chao Yiming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, cold sweat pouring down as he hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects, desperately trying to explain, "Our Chao Clan has no intention of rebellion, none at all."
Indeed.
The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, maintaining an appearance of extreme anger, yet feeling immensely satisfied inside.
He recalled Wang Fugui's words.
This is the power of "playing the pig to eat the tiger"~~
It feels great, definitely worth trying more often.
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