Published: March 2, 2025
As soon as Tang Haofei stepped out of Wen Yu's office, he found himself on the desolate land of the Demon Realm.
Taking in the terrible air around him, Tang Haofei couldn't help but rub his nose.
This was his first time in the Demon Realm, and the situation here was even worse than what Wen Yu had described...
Thinking this, he watched as the spatial rift behind him slowly closed. Then, squinting his eyes, he carefully recalled all the intelligence Wen Yu had shared. Moments later, Old Tang's body began to change.
Scales, sharp fangs, and two additional arms.
With his superhuman physical prowess and absolute control over his body, Tang Haofei completely simulated all the features of an ancient demon.
This was not a difficult task.
After completing these transformations, Old Tang finally discerned the direction and rushed toward the location marked on the map.
……
After experiencing the second war of the twin kings, the overall landscape of the Demon Realm had not changed much—one could not expect the spirit of the demon lord and Feili to possess the powers of a sovereign or demon lord.
However, the "small" changes for the entire planet were indeed earth-shattering for the lives living on it...
The most significant change was in the urban areas of the Demon Realm.
Just like on Earth, where the major urban centers revolved around Beijing, after the spirit of the demon lord took power, the entire Demon Realm's political, economic, and military centers were collectively relocated within its original sphere of influence.
Tang Haofei had not walked far before he arrived on a "national road" in the Demon Realm. Quickly moving along this road, he soon entered the urban area.
Chaotic wooden shanties, lifeless poor people, wandering thugs, and patrol units resembling old men...
It was not much different from certain slums on Earth.
After briefly assessing his environment and geographical location, Tang Haofei set off towards another direction with clear objectives.
……
Like a drop of water merging into the ocean, Tang Haofei wandered through the streets of the Demon Realm, attracting no one’s attention.
Strength does not mean being eye-catching everywhere; when necessary, they could also blend in like the wildflowers and grass by the roadside—he listened with his ears and observed with his eyes, quickly mastering the demon realm language and understanding the distribution of forces and major functional buildings in this place.
Eventually, he arrived at a run-down bar.
“Creak~~~”
Accompanied by the sound of the old wooden door, Tang Haofei pushed it open. He looked around, but all he saw was a black-skinned demon creature bartender, sprawled over the bar, snoring away.
“Ahem…”
A soft cough caught the bartender's attention, causing him to tumble off the bar. Amid a clatter of noise, a dark and small head peeked out from under the bar, and after a moment of eyeing the ancient demon in front of him, a trembling voice finally spoke.
“We’re closed…”
“53179604xualjkf……”
A string of characters spilled from Tang Haofei's mouth. Upon hearing this, the bartender’s expression changed abruptly. He lowered his head and fiddled with something for a moment, and then a transparent Barrier enveloped the entire bar. Only then did he stand straight and look at Tang Haofei.
“Sir, please follow me.”
With a gentlemanly gesture, despite his still small stature, he no longer had the lecherous air of a black-skinned demon creature.
Seeing this, Tang Haofei followed the bartender's lead and exclaimed, “You are Wen Yu’s soul puppet?”
“Yes, I was transformed thirty-three years ago, becoming the loyal servant of my master, lying in wait here for my master's next command.”
The black-skinned demon creature replied. By the time this sentence was finished, the two had exited through the back door. The bartender opened a hidden door and took Tang Haofei into a secret chamber.
“Please wait a moment, sir.”
After arranging for Tang Haofei to sit down, the bartender turned and left. Just three minutes later, he returned once more.