……
Most importantly, his beloved little Princess Zhaoyu was now being "held" by Wang Fugui, smiling at him with an innocent and carefree look.
This really infuriated the Demon Emperor.
He glared at the disappointing little Princess Zhaoyu, then blew his beard and glared at Wang Fugui, "Wang Fugui, what grudge do I have against you that you would trap me like this?"
"Your Majesty, you've misunderstood." Wang Fugui smiled "kindly," "This is just a projection, not the real body. Why would the Immortal Sovereign and the Immortal Emperor target a mere projection? This time, we invited Your Majesty through Zhaoyu's Demon Emperor's Order not to harm your projection, but to discuss important matters."
"Not a trap? Important matters?" The Demon Emperor suspiciously glanced at Wang Fugui and then at Zhaoyu in his arms. After a couple of glances, he suddenly got interested and exclaimed, "Could it be that you're here to discuss a marriage proposal with me?"
"Rubbish!!" The Immortal Emperor slammed the table in anger, her stunning face showing fury, "Red Abyss, you dog! How dare you have designs on Fugui! I haven't settled this score with you yet."
"Fugui isn't raised by your Yuntai family, what does it matter to you if I have designs on him?" The Red Abyss Demon Emperor sneered disdainfully, retorting, "Mu Yun, don't think you can shout at me just because you have more people. We are equals in terms of realm."
"More people? Equals? Ha~~" The Immortal Emperor sneered, then waved him over, "Come, let's have a private chat."
"Private chat it is, do you think I'm afraid of you?" The Demon Emperor was also quite defiant, relying on the fact that he was just a projection, he said with a stiff neck, "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because your cultivation is slightly higher than mine. Let me tell you, I have my own tricks."With that, the dignified Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor flew up to the clouds for a "private chat."
Soon, the distant sky began to churn with wind and clouds.
Fiery red flames raged across the sky, and the cold moonlight pierced through the gray-black clouds, pouring down. The entire sky was stirred by the vast and mighty energy, causing the clouds to change dramatically. Even the red moon in the sky was overshadowed by the strange and changing light and shadow.
Even standing on the ground far away from the battle area, one could still feel the faint energy waves coming at them, hinting at how terrifying the battle in the sky was.
Lingxuan Immortal Sovereign stood by the window, looking at the turbulent sky through the window, feeling a bit emotional.
To be honest, although both the Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor were projections, such a situation was indeed rare in history.
After all, both were rulers of their respective dynasties, with esteemed statuses. Although they communicated a lot spiritually and understood each other well, most of the time, they were in a "king not seeing king" state.
They didn't meet often, and such a meeting that immediately turned into a fight was even rarer after the immortal-demon war. In nearly two thousand years, it had happened less than a handful of times, and the recent two times were both related to Wang Fugui.
Thinking of this, the Immortal Sovereign glanced at Wang Fugui, who was holding Zhaoyu and walking to the window, and remembered Wang Yingxuan, who was always causing trouble, feeling quite complicated.
Forget it~ Thinking too much is tiring.
In less than the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor finished their "private chat" and returned to the meeting room. By this time, little Princess Zhaoyu had been taken by Aunt Tianqin for a nap since it was her nap time.
Compared to the Immortal Emperor's refreshed and spirited demeanor, the Demon Emperor looked dejected, with a disbelieving expression still lingering on his face.
He couldn't imagine how the Immortal Emperor's strength had suddenly increased so much.
He had known the Immortal Emperor for several thousand years, and although he might not know the exact details of the other's strength, he had a general understanding.
After all, once one reached the True Immortal Realm, cultivation became extremely difficult, and the effects of the world's spiritual energy on them became negligible. To continue cultivating, one either had to use Immortal Spirit Stones or rely on pills and treasures, all of which were extremely valuable.
This was just ordinary cultivation. To break through to the mid-stage of the True Immortal Realm, one had to break through bottlenecks, which was unimaginable unless one reached the True Immortal Realm.
Although once one crossed the initial stage and reached the mid-stage, the world would become completely different, this step was extremely difficult to take.
Throughout the ages, among the Immortal Emperors, Immortal Sovereigns, Demon Emperors, and Demon Sovereigns, those who successfully crossed this threshold were extremely rare. Even among those in the early stages of the True Immortal and True Demon Realms, the difference in overall strength was not significant despite small differences in minor realms.
The Demon Emperor had always been unmotivated in cultivation precisely because of this.
After all, since he couldn't break through to the mid-stage, there was no essential difference between the second and third levels, so he naturally didn't bother to put in the effort.
And now, this "laziness" had finally caught up with him.
The poor Demon Emperor's projection had clearly been severely beaten.
"Red Abyss, take it easy."
Seeing the Red Abyss Demon Emperor's dejected and doubtful expression, the Immortal Sovereign looked sympathetic, with a hint of shared suffering.
It was obvious that the Immortal Emperor had also "privately chatted" with the Immortal Sovereign.
"Red Abyss, can we sit down and talk now?" The Immortal Emperor elegantly sat down, her every move exuding confidence and vigor.
"You..." The Demon Emperor instinctively wanted to retort, but recalling the earlier beating, he deflated like a punctured balloon, "Fine, whatever you say."
"Fugui, my task is done. Now it's your turn." The Immortal Emperor waved her hand with the demeanor of a leader, passing the task along.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Wang Fugui saluted and accepted the task.
Then, he saluted the Demon Emperor and solemnly said, "Regarding the turmoil caused by the death of the Nether Fiend Young Master, Your Majesty should be clear about the causes and consequences, right? Have you ever thought about who might be behind this?"
The Demon Emperor glared at Wang Fugui, his tone gloomy, "I have some guesses, but without concrete evidence, I can't speak recklessly."
"Evidence? I have it."
Wang Fugui chuckled and then presented the evidence he had gathered during this period to the Demon Emperor.
Of course, the assassination footage he provided was a version edited by the Wang's Clan's technology, with the beginning and end cut.
"Chao Qianchuo, I didn't expect it was really you." After reviewing the evidence, the Demon Emperor's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his voice filled with suppressed anger, "Such a big matter, and you didn't even inform me."
At this moment, he was quite envious of Immortal Emperor Mu Yun. At least her Immortal Sovereign partner cooperated with her in everything and never let her down at critical moments, unlike his own Demon Sovereign, who was always scheming and reluctant to cooperate, often causing trouble behind the scenes.
"If he had informed you, it wouldn't have succeeded." Wang Fugui still smiled, "But I must say, Your Majesty's sense of the bigger picture is admirable."
"Isn't that obvious?" The Demon Emperor rolled his eyes, "The human race's overall strength is much weaker than the demon race. Now that the demon race is increasing their attacks on us, if we have internal strife now, wouldn't that give the demon race a chance to defeat us one by one?"
"Since the Demon Emperor is willing, then this matter will be easy to handle."
Wang Fugui smiled and then explained the next series of plans in detail.
"……"
After listening, the Red Abyss Demon Emperor's expression changed unpredictably as he stared at Wang Fugui for a long time, unable to calm down.
After a long while, he finally squeezed out, "You kid, you're quite ruthless."
"Your Majesty doesn't want to do it?" Wang Fugui smiled.
"Do it! Why wouldn't I?!" The Red Abyss Demon Emperor snorted, "Even though you're ruthless, why am I starting to like you more? Come, let's talk about your marriage with Zhaoyu."
"……"
"Not bad, not bad, the battlefield indeed tempers people. You've matured and progressed quickly." The Demon Emperor felt a bit gratified, feeling that sending him to the battlefield was the right decision.
As they spoke, he produced a Heavenly Recording Disk from somewhere and began recording the Third Prince.
"Old... Ancestor, why are you filming me?" The Third Prince raised an eyebrow, expressing dissatisfaction.
"Are you stupid?" The Demon Emperor said irritably, "I'm building your image and reputation. You've fought hard on the battlefield, earning so much credit. If it's not recorded and publicized, wouldn't that waste your growth? Besides, don't you want to be a successor? You need to establish your prestige and compete with Little Demon Lord."
"That's true~" The Third Prince suddenly understood and immediately posed, "Make me look handsome. I want to leave some for Ruobing to admire my heroism, so she won't always think I'm carefree."
After the filming, the Demon Emperor said, "You continue with your work. I'll send this footage back to the Demon Court, have it artistically processed, and start publicizing it."
"Send it back?" The Third Prince was puzzled, "How do you send it back?"
"Simple, I can use my consciousness to store the image memory, and after returning, use a refining crystal screen to restore it, then record it again on the Heavenly Recording Disk," the Demon Emperor said with a slight smugness.
This trick was taught by Wang Fugui. With his True Demon Realm strength, it wasn't difficult, but he had never thought of using energy conversion in this way before.
"Then have them make me look even more handsome." The Third Prince didn't care about the technical details, only the final effect and whether Ruobing would like it.
The Demon Emperor readily agreed.
However, at this moment, he was secretly sneering.
Wang Fugui's plan was indeed ruthless and "poisonous." He hoped that Chao Qianjue would see the error of his ways and cooperate in fighting the demon race, otherwise, he would be in big trouble.
According to Wang Fugui, the Immortal and Demon Dynasties were currently on a united front against the demon race, and Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue should be given a chance to reflect.
For this reason, Wang Fugui had specifically drafted two completely different plans, setting a variable in them.
If Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue was willing to cooperate and truly brought his army to assist, then the result would be beneficial for everyone. But if he remained selfish and lacked a sense of the bigger picture, he might not escape this calamity.
Sigh~ Wang Fugui's mind was indeed sharp, but unfortunately, he wasn't his bloodline descendant. Otherwise, he would have been a prime candidate for the next Demon Emperor, likely leading the entire Demon Dynasty to new heights.
What a pity, what a pity~~
The Demon Emperor lamented.
……
Some time later, the situation in the Eastern Line Defense Area grew increasingly "chaotic."
But on the other battlefield, things were thriving.
Nether Fiend Demon God's Territory.
Dragon-Tiger Corridor.
The [Dragon-Tiger Corridor] was located in the heart of the Nether Fiend Demon God's territory. Its geographical location was quite unique, with the towering [Yin Tiger Mountain Range] on one side and the vast [Curled-up Dragon Lake] on the other. The Dragon-Tiger Corridor lay sandwiched between them.
Because of its long and winding shape, resembling a corridor connecting two ends, it was named the [Dragon-Tiger Corridor].
Legend has it that a dragon and a tiger once resided in Curled-up Dragon Lake and Yin Tiger Mountain Range, both terrifying beings with peak twelfth-level strength. Later, the first Nether Fiend Demon God led several demon kings to clear them out, claiming the area.
Of course, these are just legends, and few demons care about their truth.
At this moment.
A mighty human army was marching through the Dragon-Tiger Corridor.
These soldiers wore black and red armor, riding majestic warhorses. From a distance, they appeared as a forest of weapons, their momentum intimidating, like a black and red steel torrent, enough to awe anyone.
Among the ranks were numerous large carriages pulled by giant demonic beasts. The items on these carriages were covered with felt, obscuring their contents, but they were piled high, clearly filled to the brim.
It was evident that this was the Asura Legion, led by the Little Demon Lord, which had penetrated deep into enemy territory, sweeping through several demon king fortresses in the outer regions.
However, compared to the initial size of one regiment, the Little Demon Lord's forces had now multiplied several times over, with carriages and horses rolling, and the scale of the operation had risen another level.
Above the marching troops, a massive black demonic dragon exuding domineering dragon might soared at low altitude. Its long dragon whiskers fluttered with its spiraling movements, appearing both majestic and graceful from afar.
On the dragon's back, the armored and imposing Little Demon Lord was smiling as he spoke politely to a middle-aged man, "Deputy Legion Commander Yuchi, with your presence, we've significantly shortened the time to capture demon king fortresses. We took down the last fortress in just half a month, gaining us a lot of time."
"The Young Master flatters me. Without the nurturing of the Sovereign, how could I, Yuchi Wentian, be where I am today? Serving the Sovereign and the Young Master is my duty," the middle-aged man said, maintaining a formal and humble demeanor.
This middle-aged man, "Yuchi Wentian," had a standard military face, square and resolute, with a demeanor as imposing as a sheer cliff, and an aura as sharp as an unsheathed sword. Combined with his overwhelming iron-blooded aura, any Basalt cultivator with slightly lower cultivation would likely be intimidated to the point of weakness, a true battlefield god of war.
In fact, he was indeed a "god of war."
He was the deputy legion commander of the Chao Clan's privately nurtured ace legion, the [Asura Legion], and one of Su Huaichang's superiors, ranking second only to the legion commander within the Asura Legion.
The third regiment of the Asura Legion, led by the Little Demon Lord, was just one of many regiments within this ace legion.
Seeing the Little Demon Lord's smooth progress in capturing fortresses, the Demon Sovereign had sent Yuchi Wentian with several regiments to support him, further expanding their victories.
Due to his special status, even the Little Demon Lord treated him with considerable respect.
"Speaking of which, we also have to thank Immortal Base No. 3 for the recent undercurrents and blunders, which have drawn all the demon race's attention, giving us such a great opportunity to expand our victories." Seeing the conversation cooling, Gong Litu, standing behind the Little Demon Lord, brought up another topic.
"Hahaha~ They say it's easy to share hardships but hard to share wealth. Who would have thought that Immortal Base No. 3, having survived the toughest phase, would start infighting just as reinforcements arrived?" Speaking of this, Little Demon Lord Chao Qianjue's face lit up with a confident smile, his tone carrying a hint of mockery when mentioning Immortal Base No. 3.
During this period, he had captured five or six demon king fortresses, greatly increasing his prestige, overshadowing Princess Suiyun of the Immortal Dynasty.
In contrast, Immortal Base No. 3 was plagued with problems, with rumors flying, and the once-promising situation had collapsed.
That Wang Fugui, who was previously hyped up, turned out to be just a petty person vying for power, it seemed~
Given the current situation, it's uncertain how many of his achievements were actually his own~
As they were chatting.
Suddenly.
A personal guard came to report, "Reporting to the Young Master, the main base has sent a [Demon Eagle Messenger] with a military order, saying it must be personally reviewed by the Young Master."
[Demon Eagle Messenger] was the highest level of command transmission system for Demon Base No. 2.
Each Demon Eagle Messenger was a Divine Realm cultivator, equipped with a ninth-level demon eagle as a mount. They excelled in speed, stealth, tracking, and various escape techniques. Even if intercepted by a demon king or Lingxu Realm cultivator during transmission, they had various clever means to escape and deliver the order accurately.
However, Demon Eagle Messengers were few in number. Generally, only very important military orders would be transmitted using a [Demon Eagle Messenger].
"Oh, let me see what 'Demon Lord Youshuang' has to say?" The Little Demon Lord spoke with a hint of arrogance when mentioning Demon Lord Youshuang.
Although Demon Lord Youshuang held a high position as the chief commander, he was a confidant personally nurtured by the Demon Sovereign. When he saw the Little Demon Lord, he had to respectfully address him as "Young Master."
Using a special method to open the secret order, he carefully read it, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "They want me to immediately maneuver to a suitable position, await orders, and prepare to launch an attack on the demon coalition's rear."
"This is good news~" Yuchi Wentian's face lit up, quickly grasping the strategic significance of this move, "Now that the demon coalition has fully pressed against Immortal Base No. 2's Eastern Line Defense Area, if we maneuver behind them and launch a fierce attack on their rear, we can greatly expand our victories and significantly relieve the pressure on the Eastern Line Defense Area. In fact, if the Eastern Line Defense Area cooperates actively, we might completely annihilate the demon coalition."
"In this way, our human race can seize this entire territory, greatly expanding our foothold in the demon realm."
Compared to Yuchi Wentian's eloquent analysis, the Little Demon Lord appeared calm, even somewhat indifferent, "Maneuvering behind is no problem. However, when to attack the demon rear, I need to reconsider. To save Wang Fugui and Suiyun, hehe~"
"Young Master, this is an order from the command center." Yuchi Wentian frowned slightly.
He had a typical military mindset. Although his direct superiors were the Demon Sovereign and the Asura Legion's legion commander, the Little Demon Lord was currently under the command of Demon Base No. 2's command center. In his view, the command center's strategic deployment was sound, and the Little Demon Lord should follow its orders.
"Order or not, as the saying goes, 'When the general is in the field, the king's orders are not followed.' Demon Lord Youshuang, sitting in the command center, doesn't understand the actual situation in the demon hinterland. As the on-site commander, I believe this strategy doesn't suit the current situation, and a slight adjustment is reasonable." The Little Demon Lord waved his hand dismissively, "Pass my order, deploy the maneuver plan, and prepare for a big play."
"Young Master!" Yuchi Wentian frowned even more, advising again, "Now the Immortal and Demon Dynasties are in a situation of mutual dependence, we can't act recklessly~"
"Deputy Legion Commander Yuchi!" The Little Demon Lord's tone turned cold, losing its previous politeness, "You are now under my command, mind your position. I have my own grasp of the bigger picture, no need for your pointers. Pass the order, move out, and ensure to hide our tracks."
"Also, to avoid 'exposing our tracks,' suspend all contact with the command center."
"Yes!"
The Little Demon Lord's subordinate regiment commanders immediately complied.
Soon, the entire Little Demon Lord's unit began to operate swiftly, implementing the deployment according to the established plan.
……
Meanwhile.
In the demon territory, a demon elite force was advancing at a "slow" pace, heading to the battlefield to "assist."
This army included seven demon kings and dozens of lord-level demons, with a total force of 100,000!
It was evident that the Yincha Demon God was sparing no effort to win this battle and bring back the Great Demon Lord, with a plan to achieve success in one fell swoop.
The commander of this reinforcement was the recently restored Dragonblood Demon God.
With him leading the army, both he and the army were a formidable force, ready to seize the opportunity to suppress the human base.
At this moment, Yuntai An was riding a twelfth-level demon dragon, soaring above the army.
Under the blood moon, he seemed to be cloaked in a layer of blood light, with waves of terrifying demon god pressure emanating from him, intimidating the demon army below. Even the demon dragon he rode became extremely docile under this pressure.
Looking at the vast army below, he couldn't help but smile.
Finally, he was no longer a lone demon~! With this army, he now had the real capital to establish himself in the demon realm.In order to appease and win over the Dragonblood Demon God, the Yincha Demon God even lent him five territories of the Demon King Fortress as temporary havens. The plan was to let the Dragonblood Demon God occupy the Xian No. 2 Human Base once they captured it, and then return those five Demon King Fortresses to her.
"Your Majesty, Dragonblood Demon God," a demon king, as sturdy as an iron ox, cautiously stepped forward and reported in a low voice, "The Yincha Demon God has sent several military orders in succession, urging you to speed up the march and enter the battlefield as soon as possible."
"What's the rush?" Yuntai An said leisurely, "I have my own ideas and tactics when it comes to marching and fighting."
"But, but the Yincha Demon God, she..." The Iron Ox Demon King was a bit anxious.
"Fool!" Yuntai An interrupted, questioning, "Are you a demon king under Yincha's command or mine?"
"Uh... of course, I'm under the Yincha Demon God's command..." The Iron Ox Demon King, intimidated by the Dragonblood Demon God's aura, suddenly felt weak and couldn't continue speaking.
"No, from today onwards, you are a demon king under my command," Yuntai An declared, looking around at the vast army with a spirited expression, "Not just you, but this entire army here, from this moment on, belongs to me, the Dragonblood Demon God's personal troops!"
"What!?" The Iron Ox Demon King's eyes widened in shock.
At the same time, Yuntai An was already laughing inside.
Oh Yincha, you're still too naive. Did you really think I'd return those Demon King Fortresses and this army you lent me?
Fugui once mentioned a strategy called "Liu Bei borrowing Jingzhou, never to return."
Although he didn't know who Liu Bei was or where Jingzhou was, it didn't stop him from successfully understanding and executing Wang Fugui's brilliant and cunning plan.
He, the "Dragonblood Demon God," now had his own forces.
Miaomiao~~ wait for me. Once I achieve unparalleled feats, I'll come back to propose to you.
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