Published: January 9, 2025
Within the realm of the Demon Tribe.
This is a vast Demon Tribe Void, where demonic energy soars into the sky, resembling a Purgatory.
In this Purgatory, numerous demon stars float, emanating endless heaven-reaching demonic energy, forming a vast demonic river that winds and flows.
Within the demonic river, various phenomena manifest—endless mountain ranges, expansive rivers, and floating stars, with anomalies appearing everywhere.
In the center of the demonic river, there is a gigantic demon star, on which a massive black silhouette, stretching across the entire star, appears.
It is none other than the Yuanmo Ancestor.
At this moment, the Yuanmo Ancestor sits cross-legged atop the demon star. In front of him, a towering demon shadow kneels respectfully on one knee, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Any news?" the Yuanmo Ancestor coldly inquired of the demon shadow.
"Reporting to Lord Demon Ancestor, this subordinate has gathered various intelligence from our tribe's disciples. Currently, there are several movements within the human race's territory, and there have also been some shifts in the Human Race Alliance's camp on the Myriad Races Battlefield. This subordinate suspects that the humans are likely planning to launch an attack on our Demon Tribe Alliance at the Myriad Races Battlefield," the towering demon shadow replied.
This imposing demon shadow loomed large, yet in front of the Yuanmo Ancestor, it remained respectful and humble.
"Oh? Attacking our Demon Tribe Alliance? Which humans have the courage to do that?" Yuanmo Ancestor sneered.
For billions of years, it was only the Demon Tribe that attacked the human race; no human had ever taken the initiative to attack the Demon Tribe. Could it be that the Human Race Alliance has grown bolder?
"Reporting to Lord Demon Ancestor, based on the intelligence I have obtained, this operation is likely orchestrated by the Carefree Supreme," the demon shadow continued.
"Carefree Supreme?" The Yuanmo Ancestor's brow furrowed, then he coldly laughed, "Can he represent the human race?"
The towering demon shadow lowered its body even more and answered respectfully, "According to the intelligence, not long ago, the Divine Craftsman Supreme caused a stir in the Ancient Realm, slaying the ancestor of the ancient clan Xiao Clan, which incited dissatisfaction among figures like the Giant King and other human supremes. Consequently, the Ancestral God convened the Human Race Council to target the Divine Craftsman Supreme."
"At a critical moment, the Carefree Supreme arrived, matching the Ancestral God in strength. The Ancestral God was unable to withstand and had to retreat. Ultimately, it was the Chaos Supreme who intervened and stopped the Carefree Supreme. Otherwise, there would have undoubtedly been a heavenly battle between the Ancestral God and the Carefree Supreme."
"However, after this battle, the Ancestral God lost control over the Human Race Council. It is said that the voice of the council is now under the control of the Carefree Supreme."
"Therefore, this subordinate suspects that this operation is initiated by the Carefree Supreme."
The towering figure spoke with utmost respect.
"Carefree Supreme."
The Yuanmo Ancestor's pupils constricted, and a cold light shot from his eyes.
It was him again.
If it weren't for the sudden rise of this Carefree Supreme back in the day, the Demon Tribe would have long since unified this universe. How could there be these matters now? With only the Ancestral God and others, how could they possibly resist his invasion?
The Ancestral God and others are just a group of idiots, more of a hindrance than help.
Of course... The Yuanmo Ancestor glanced at the imposing figure below, his expression growing unfriendly.
Within the Demon Tribe, apart from himself, weren’t there also some idiots?
This guy in front of him could be considered the leader of the Abyss Demon Tribe now, a supreme-level expert. He intended to hand over the future management of the Abyss Demon Tribe to him.
But what about him?