Haotian and Yaochi felt an unprecedented excitement.
They are no longer children; at this moment, they are about to ascend to the Thirty-three Heavens and become the new Heavenly Emperor and Empress, ruling over all races of the Primordial Wilderness world!
Two golden beams pierced through the Chaos, flying straight towards the Thirty-three Heavens of the Primordial Wilderness.
Before long, they arrived at the entrance to the demon realm.
The golden light faded, revealing the figures of Haotian and Yaochi.
Haotian wore Nine-Dragon Imperial Robe and a beaded crown, his face dignified.
Yaochi was dressed in a phoenix palace gown, with a dignified appearance and graceful demeanor.
"Halt! Who goes there? How dare you trespass on the sacred grounds of the demon realm!"
As the two approached, a demon general shouted sharply, pointing his spear at them.
Although the Demon Race's strength has dwindled to less than one-tenth, its remaining power still commands respect, and it will not allow outsiders to approach at will.
Haotian stopped, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the group of Demon Race, a sense of majesty in his eyes. He said, "I am Haotian, sent to take over the Thirty-three Heavens and restore order to the Heavenly Court. You shall all make way!"
" Haotian?"
"Take over the Thirty-three Heavens?"
The demon soldiers and generals behind him were stunned at first, then looked as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world, and their faces showed humiliation and anger.
"Who is Haotian? Don't you know him?"
"Where did this madman come from! How dare he spout such nonsense!"
"This is my Demon Race's sacred territory; how dare you take it over as you please?"
"You're asking for it! Take him down!"
At that moment, more than a dozen demon soldiers roared and brandished their weapons, charging towards Haotian and Yaochi!
A cold glint flashed in Haotian's eyes. They actually dared to make a move?
"A bunch of ants, you're asking for death!"
He snorted coldly, and without even using Spiritual Treasure, he simply waved his sleeve, and a surge of powerful quasi-saint magic power erupted forth!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The demon soldiers at the forefront were blasted into a bloody mist by the immense force before they could even scream, their bodies and souls annihilated!
Seeing this, Yaochi frowned slightly. With a gentle wave of her jade hand, a soft barrier of celestial light appeared in front of the remaining demon soldiers, repelling them without taking their lives.
"Enemy attack! Call for reinforcements immediately!"
The surviving demon soldiers were terrified and scrambled backward.
Haotian stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring these lowly soldiers, and led Yaochi into the barrier.
What met the eye was a scene of devastation and ruin.
The once magnificent palaces are mostly in ruins, the white jade square is cracked, dried dark red bloodstains are everywhere, and the air is filled with a strong and lingering smell of blood.
Only a few core palaces still barely retain their outlines, but their brilliance has faded.
Soon, the Demon Race gathered from all directions, including some demon generals of the True Immortal and Mystic Immortal levels, and even one or two Golden Immortal whose injuries had not yet healed. When they saw Haotian Yaochi and felt the undisguised quasi -Saintly Might pressure emanating from Haotian, they were all shocked and furious.
"Who dares to trespass on the sacred grounds of my Demon Race race?!"
"State your name!"
Haotian's gaze was arrogant, and he released his mid-stage Quasi-Saint aura without reservation. Like an invisible mountain, it pressed down on the Demon Race with lower cultivation levels, making them unable to breathe and causing them to change color and retreat.
"I will say it again: I am Haotian, appointed by the decree of Dao Ancestor Hongjun to rule the Thirty-three Heavens! Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish!"
His voice was like Thunder, echoing throughout the entire space.
Just then, a white light streaked from afar and landed in front of Haotian, transforming into a refined-looking middle-aged scholar, none other than the only remaining wise man of the Demon Race —the demon god Bai Ze.
Bai Ze's heart sank when he saw who it was.
He had listened to the Dao at the Purple Cloud Palace, so he naturally recognized the two boys beside the Dao Ancestor.
He quickly bowed, his tone respectful yet tinged with bitterness:
"So it is Lord Haotian and Lady Yaochi who have arrived. Bai Ze is so sorry for not greeting you properly."
He waved his hand, signaling to the surrounding Demon Race who were on the verge of drawing their swords, "Put away your weapons and don't be rude!"
Seeing that Lord Bai Ze treated this person with such respect, the Demon Race had no choice but to put away their weapons.
Haotian was satisfied and nodded slightly, his tone carrying a condescending air. " Bai Ze, by the Dao Ancestor's decree, the Demon Race race is too weak to govern the Thirty-three Heavens. From this day forward, I will take over the Thirty-three Heavens and rebuild order. You Demon Race must leave immediately!"
He then changed the subject, adding a tempting tone, "Of course, if you are willing to submit to me, I can make an exception and allow you to stay and serve in your posts, with generous rewards. It's much better than wandering outside like stray dogs."
"What?!"
" Dao Ancestor... How could Dao Ancestor do this?!"
"Let us leave the demon realm? That's impossible!"
The Demon Race were in an uproar, their faces filled with disbelief and anger.
Bai Ze's expression also changed drastically. Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he bowed and said, "Lord Haotian, this matter... this matter is of great importance. Our Demon Race Your Majesty and the Eastern Emperor have not yet returned. Could... could we grant some time until His Your Majesty returns so that we can discuss this further?"
"Hahahaha!" Haotian laughed mockingly, as if he had heard the funniest joke. " Bai Ze, Bai Ze, you're still waiting for Di Jun and Taiyi? How utterly foolish!"
His smile vanished, his gaze turned icy, and he said, word by word, "I will tell you plainly, so that you may give up on this idea! Di Jun and Taiyi have long since perished, their souls scattered! You will not live to see them return!"
"Boom--!!!"
These words were like a thunderbolt from the heavens, exploding above the heads of all the Demon Race!
"Impossible!!"
" His Your Majesty is a saint! Immortal and indestructible! How could he die?!"
"With the Chaos Bell protecting him, who can kill Eastern Emperor?!"
"You're talking nonsense!!"
The scene instantly spiraled out of control. The Demon Race erupted into chaos, their cries of alarm, doubt, and fury mingling together in a cacophony of despair and madness.
"Who... who killed them?!"
A shrill, trembling voice rang out.
At this moment, Demon Queen Qin Yuan also rushed over.
Her face was haggard, her eyes were vacant, as if all her energy had been drained away in an instant.
She stared intently at Haotian, her voice hoarse. " Your Majesty is Heavenly Dao Saint, indestructible through countless eons! Tell me, who could kill him?! I don't believe it! I don't believe it—!!"
Looking at Qin Yuan, who seemed to have gone mad, Haotian felt no pity whatsoever.
He shook his head and said calmly, "Why would I lie to you? It was Dao Venerable Lin Tian who killed Di Jun and Tai Yi! He personally suppressed Di Jun, Heavenly Dao could not revive him! This is what the Dao Ancestor said himself. Believe it or not!"
" Lin Tian... Dao Venerable Lin Tian?!"
Qin Yuan was struck as if by a heavy blow. He staggered back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood, and two lines of bloody tears streamed down his face!
Her hopes crumbled completely at that moment, turning into hatred and despair!
It was actually that being whom even the Dao Ancestor feared!
How can this grudge ever be avenged?!
Haotian coldly observed all of this, then spoke again, "Now, make your choice. Surrender to me and you may live. Those who refuse, get out of the Thirty-three Heavens at once! Otherwise, kill them without mercy!"
His powerful, quasi -Saintly Might, accompanied by his words, swept across the entire arena.
silence.
A deathly silence.
The crowd looked at each other, their faces filled with struggle, fear, resentment, and confusion.
His Your Majesty is dead, the Eastern Emperor is dead, the Demon Race is finished...
What will their path be next?
Finally, some of the Demon Race knelt down and kowtowed to Haotian:
"We... are willing to submit to you, sir!"
"I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse!"
With one leader taking the lead, more and more wavering Demon Race chose to kneel down, forming a dark, imposing mass.
However, some Demon Race, with stubborn eyes, gripped their weapons tightly, refusing to kneel despite their fear.
They turned their attention to Bai Ze and Qin Yuan.
Looking at the fragmented scene before him, Bai Ze felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow and helplessness.
As the last demon god of the Demon Race, he had to make the most rational, yet most painful, decision for the survival of the Demon Race.
He took a deep breath, walked to Qin Yuan who was holding Di Shi and silently weeping, and asked in a low voice, " Demon Queen... what... should we do?"
Qin Yuan seemed not to hear, his gaze blank.
Bai Ze sighed, turned around, and said to the Demon Race who refused to surrender, " Your Majesty and the Eastern Emperor have passed away. The demon Eastern Emperor has changed hands. This is the will of Heaven. All Demon Race who wish to leave, come with me...! Let us preserve the last spark of our bloodline for our Demon Race!"
He took one last look at this once glorious demon realm, his eyes filled with longing, then resolutely turned around, leading the remaining Demon Race, transforming into streaks of light, and left the demon realm.
Looking at Qin Yuan, whose face was streaked with tears, Di Shi asked timidly, " Mother Queen... Father King and Uncle... are they really dead? Will they never come back?"
Qin Yuan hugged his son tightly, his voice choked with emotion. "My son... my child...! You must... live on..."
She wanted revenge, but the thought that her opponent was Dao Venerable Lin Tian, who could even kill a saint, filled her with a sense of powerlessness.
She... doesn't have that ability.
In the end, she also took Di Shi and left in the direction Bai Ze had gone.
Haotian watched them leave quietly, without stopping them.
He then turned around, looked at the group of Demon Race kneeling at his feet, and finally revealed a smug smile on his face.
From this day forward, Haotian will be the new master of the Thirty-three Heavens.
"From this day forward, these Thirty-three Heavens shall be called the Heavenly Court!"
"I am the Heavenly Emperor!"