Published: February 25, 2025
The Demon Lord shouted in terror, "Gold Demon Commander, stop! Stop! We are no match for him at all!"
Upon hearing this, the million magical beasts in the Demon Realm Forest were in a state of panic, trembling in mid-air!
Their eyes were filled with unprecedented fear, as they realized the overwhelming strength of their opponent.
The atmosphere became tense, and the once-mighty beasts felt their courage wane in the face of such power.
All around, the echoes of their anxious hearts resonated like a chilling wind, as they faced a foe that seemed unstoppable.
Despair filled the air as the Demon Lord's frantic plea hung in the sky, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding below.
In the midst of this turmoil, a figure emerged, radiating an aura that seemed to suppress the very heavens and earth, instilling dread in all who beheld him.
The Gold Demon Commander, realizing the dire situation, hesitated for a moment, unsure of what action to take amidst the chaos.
But the moment was fleeting, as the aura of the challenger grew ever stronger, and the urge to flee became overwhelming.
"Retreat! Retreat!" the Gold Demon Commander finally bellowed, rallying the other magical beasts to escape the clutches of their impending doom.
Yet, in the depths of their hearts, they knew that fleeing might only prolong their suffering.
As they took to the skies, the looming figure above them seemed to mock their desperation, a silent reminder of their inadequacy.
The demon beasts scattered, desperately seeking to escape the calamity that threatened to engulf them all.
In that instant, the balance of power in the Demon Realm had irrevocably shifted, leaving behind echoes of despair and chaos.
But amidst the turmoil, one thing was clear: the age of the Demon Lord's reign was on the verge of collapse, and a new force was rising, one that would reshape the future of the realm forever.
In their hearts, the Demon Lord was a powerful existence that had lived for a hundred thousand years and was omnipotent. However, they never expected to be defeated by a human, rendered powerless and trampled underfoot!
The Demon Lord looked at Tan Yun, blood spewing from his mouth as he pleaded desperately, "I was wrong! Please spare my life!"
"I don’t know where I offended you, that you would come to kill me... Oh, now I understand! You must have come to eliminate the harm to the people, because of my magical beasts consuming humans, right?"
"If that’s the case, I will immediately order that my beasts never step into human territory again, alright?"
"Please, spare me! I am about to touch the opportunity for transcendence and ascension..."
Before the Demon Lord could finish speaking, Tan Yun coldly interrupted him, "I have come not only to stop your magical beasts from slaughtering innocents and taking pleasure in consuming humans but also to settle two accounts with you!"
"First, Tang Xinying is mine! How dare you touch her!"
Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord hurriedly explained, "You misunderstand... You really misunderstand! I captured... Oh no! I invited Miss Tang back to the Demon Realm and didn’t even touch a finger on her!"
"I truly liked Miss Tang before..."
"Shut up, you disgusting thing!" Tan Yun laughed in anger, "Don’t you even ask if Xinying would like an old thing like you? How dare you force her to marry you!"
Saying this, Tan Yun stomped down, shattering the Demon Lord's left palm!
"Fine, for now, I won't count the matter of you abducting Xinying into the Demon Realm." Tan Yun said sternly, "Now let me ask you, was it you who stole a Divine Sword from the Tang clan back in the day?"
The Demon Lord shivered and hurriedly replied, "I indeed stole a Divine Sword. If you like it, I can bring it to you right away as a tribute!"
"Please spare me! I am willing to recognize you as my master and serve you like a loyal dog from now on!"
Tan Yun scoffed, "Do you think I need your tribute?"
Then, Tan Yun's expression darkened like ink, "Do you know how many people died because you stole the Tang clan’s Divine Sword?"