Published: March 2, 2025
From the conversations of the language team, one could see the attitude of the lower echelons of the Demon Realm towards Feili and the spirit of the demon lord.
In terms of public opinion, Feili was indeed stronger—no, much stronger!
With just a word, Feili split the elite warrior group of the language team into two halves, let alone the lower-tier troops.
Feili didn't even need to do much more; he directly dismantled the majority of the armed forces under the spirit of the demon lord and Aoga.
Since this incident, it was as if a massive demographic migration had occurred throughout the Demon Realm. Countless warriors and civilians fled from the territories of the spirit of the demon lord, Aoga, Reyes, and even Yan Kairuo and the Lord of the Jiang Family, seeking refuge in Feili's domain.
The accompanying negative effect was that, in recent days, no organized demonic clan military units had surged into the Layered Battlefield at the Demon Realm Gate.
This made the already light pressure on the front lines even less—though that wasn't the main point.
The crux of the matter still lay in the attitude of the higher-ups in the demonic clan—after all, in such disputes, ordinary demons had no role to play! Even Wen Yu himself had to be cautious about his own life if he wanted to get involved at this level of conflict.
Feili continued to steadily consolidate the gains he had made through public opinion warfare, and when the spirit of the demon lord found itself at a disadvantage in this arena, it did not keep anyone waiting for long.
He chose the most straightforward and brutal method!
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On the third day after Yan Kairuo's arrest, the weather was clear and sunny. Although describing the weather of the Demon Realm with such terms might not be entirely fitting, today's weather really was quite nice.
Osgard, the core city of the Demon Realm and the largest city, was also Feili's Main City.
Controlling the fermentation of public opinion and easily dismantling most of the military forces under the spirit of the demon lord was an unprecedented experience for Feili.
The Demon Realm had its share of internal strife, but previously, due to Feili's repression, such discord often manifested as direct conflict—just like the incident between Regas and the Lord of the Jiang Family.
When both sides were displeased, they would draw their blades and fight to the death, leaving no survivors. So, Feili had indeed never played with the weapon of public opinion before, and this unintended action brought him results beyond imagination.
"Godfather, I think we should just hold on like this. The spirit of the demon lord will eventually collapse. I can't believe that without population and resources, they can raise any more waves!"
Regas's tone was filled with schadenfreude. He seemed to believe that the situation was already set—one couldn't blame him for thinking this way. Once public opinion fully fermented and the demonic clan completed a new integration, Feili would still be the same Feili, and the demonic clan would remain the same as before, just with fewer strong pillars like the spirit of the demon lord. However, in Regas's eyes, this wouldn't have much of an impact.
The former supreme council of seven in the demonic clan had never been entirely united, and while there would be waves from this fallout, the world would continue to turn.
To this, Feili only shook his head. He silently looked into the distance until he finally spoke.
"Regas, I want to ask you for something."
"Don’t say ‘ask’; you’re my godfather. It’s only right for you to command your son to do something."
Regas said with a beaming smile, his face contorting into a series of wrinkles, reminiscent of a loyal old dog.
In Regas's logical thinking, there was a great possibility that Feili would defeat the spirit of the demon lord and regain full control over the surface demons. Under such circumstances, what would happen to himself without the spirit of the demon lord and Aoga?