Fight to Mutual Destruction

"I am the Heavenly Illusion King / Earthly Illusion King, and I greet you."

Apart from being excessively pale, the two Demon King looked exactly like normal humans, both appearing as middle-aged men in black robes, with rather refined and scholarly demeanors.

However, the terrifying pressure that was in no way inferior to that of the Gu Gan Patriarch, and the surging ocean of Demonic Qi that was faintly gathering behind the two, constantly reminded everyone that the newcomers were no benevolent beings, and that if they were not careful, the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe would be in danger of extinction.

"Two Demon King, huh? Demon Prison certainly thinks highly of my race."

Gu Gan nodded calmly, his expression unchanged.

"Hehe, there's nothing we can do. Originally, we planned to let Hao Jiuyou take control of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe first, and then secretly and slowly eliminate your clan's top experts. But who knew he was such a useless piece of trash, all those years of training he received from our Demon Prison were wasted."

"So, in the end, the two of us had to do it ourselves."

A sinister smile appeared on Heavenly Illusion King Wang's pale, almost sickly face.

"Oh, you two False Kings who haven't even survived the Reincarnation Tribulation?"

A casual voice rang out, and a figure in a silver robe slowly emerged, his bright, silver eyes seemingly containing endless space flowing and swirling.

"The Master of Space...?!"

The smiles on Heavenly Illusion King and his companion's faces suddenly froze, their expressions filled with panic, like mice seeing a cat, their teeth chattering in shock.

"Lord Ancestor."

Gu Gan moved swiftly, instantly appearing beside the silver-robed figure.

"I never imagined that this esteemed person would still be alive, and still be in our clan's Ancestral Land. Truly, Heaven blesses our clan..."

A sharp glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder, Zhu Li, who murmured excitedly.

"The Master of Space? Could it be the Master of Space who wields the Space Ancestral Symbol among the Eight Ancient Masters?"

"The Master of Space is an ancient top-tier Great Master who has traversed Three-Stage Reincarnation Tribulation. How is it possible that he is actually our clan's ancestor? Why have we never heard of him?"

"There's no mistake, that pure bloodline pressure, the Master of Space must be flowing with the most ancient Royal Bloodline of our clan."

Upon witnessing this scene, the members of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe instantly erupted in excitement.

For some unknown reason, the higher-ups of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe consciously concealed the fact that "the Master of Space is the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe," or perhaps the Master of Space himself deliberately erased it.

Hmm, it seems the other main characters all do the same thing.

Ordinary members of the Undying Sacred Whale Tribe and the Sea Giant Tribe are unaware that their ancestor was one of the Eight Ancient Masters, a fact known only to the core members and high-ranking members of their clans.

"The Master of Space is my clan's ancestor?!"

Even the usually composed Little Marten was dumbfounded, muttering in disbelief.

This shocking and explosive news is clearly difficult to digest.

"Yes, you didn't know?"

At this moment, Lin Dong spoke calmly.

"How... how would I know? And how did you find out? If you knew, why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

The Little Marten, whose mind was momentarily blank, subconsciously retorted.

"It was Yan who told me. I always thought you knew. After all, who wouldn't recognize their own bloodline ancestors?"

"That's right, so why wouldn't I recognize my ancestor? Even a Human Race knew about this news before me."

The Little Marten nodded blankly, then suddenly froze, lost in thought.

"Oh, poor kid, your old man never told you the whole truth..."

Lin Dong glanced subtly at Zhu Li, whose expression remained unchanged, and immediately understood that this Great Elder of the Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe must also know the inside story.

High in the sky.

"I thought the Demon Prison would send some powerful figures to invade our race, but I didn't expect them to send only two False Kings. It's such a waste that I went out of my way to retrieve the Space Ancestral Symbol."

The Master of Space shook his head slightly.

"Master of Space, why are you here?"

Suppressing his fear, Heavenly Illusion King asked in a trembling voice.

It's no wonder that this Demon King was afraid; Demon King are also divided into different levels.

He and the Earthly Illusion King were merely two False Kings who had not yet Reincarnation Tribulation, while the Master of Space was a super strong being who had already passed through Three-Stage Reincarnation Tribulation and also wielded the Space Ancestral Symbol, one of the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols. During the Ancient Great War, he killed countless King Rank members of the Demon Clan.

Even if he joins forces with the Earthly Illusion King, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single move from him.

If we want to stop the Master of Space, we need the fifth-ranked princes of the Ten King Halls of the Demonic Prison to step in, as well as the True Demon King have also survived Three-Stage Reincarnation Tribulation.

"This is my mother clan. Where else can I go if I don't go into seclusion here to heal my wounds? To your Demon Prison's headquarters? Fine, you can die now. After I kill you all, I still have to go back to continue my seclusion."

The Master of Space frowned, seemingly displeased.

He never imagined that the Demon King would ask such a stupid question. In fact, the Heavenly Illusion King was so frightened that he spoke without thinking.

"No, Master of Space, you cannot kill us."

"Over the past century, the two of us have ordered Hao Jiuyou to bury more than two hundred Eternal Illusion Demonic Flower in the Ancestral Land of your Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe, forming a giant array that covers the entire Ancestral Land."

"As long as the Earthly Illusion King and I activate the great formation, we can drag the entire Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe into the illusion, causing your mother clan to be wiped out instantly. Even if you manage to escape, so what? Your mother clan will still have to perish with us!"

Panicked, Heavenly Illusion King quickly revealed his trump card.

"Beast! That beast Hao Jiuyou!"

"You scoundrels!"

"Ancestor, act quickly! Kill them! Kill them first!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell among the crowd.

"Haha, Master of Space, how about it? If you let us leave, you can easily pick the Eternal Illusion Demonic Flower that are scattered throughout the entire Ancestral Land, and the crisis of our clan's extinction will be resolved immediately. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

Looking at the restless crowd, the two kings, Heavenly Illusion King and Earthly Illusion King, finally regained some confidence. Yes, that's how it is, that's how the script is written.

Although it's not possible to wipe out the entire Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe, it's good to take this opportunity to escape unscathed and come back to get revenge later.

"Oh, then go ahead and start it."

The Master of Space nodded casually.

"Hehe, Master of Space, that's more like it... uh, what did you say?"

Heavenly Illusion King stared blankly at the indifferent Master of Space, his sense of unease growing stronger. It seemed the script wasn't going to go this way!

"I say you should start it."

The Master of Space patiently repeated it.

"Fine, fine, Master of Space, you forced us into this! We'll fight to the death, and the entire Heavenly Demon Marten Tribe will perish with us!!"

A ferocious look suddenly flashed across the face of the Heavenly Illusion King, and he abruptly changed his hand seals, saying, "Endless Illusion, arise!"

"..."

A deathly silence fell; the scene of ten thousand flowers blooming in unison, as imagined by the Heavenly Illusion King, did not materialize.

"Endless Illusion, arise!!"

"Endless Illusion, arise!!!"

The roars of the Heavenly Illusion King and the Earthly Illusion King grew louder and louder, but they still gained nothing.

Onlookers: "..."

Now, even the slowest person would notice the trick.

Are these two self-proclaimed kings, lunatics, trying to pull a fast one?