Kunpeng, You Old Thief, Die!

At the Myriad Demon Mountain, Bai Ze on the broken platform, his piercing gaze sweeping over the Demon Race soldiers training below.

Although these Demon Race soldiers were not highly skilled, their ranks remained orderly, and the sounds of clashing swords and shouts echoed through the mountains.

"Attack from the left flank, outflank from the right! Pay attention to formation!"

Bai Ze kept a close eye on the training ground, giving instructions from time to time.

Looking at these Demon Race youths, a complex expression flashed in Bai Ze's eyes.

Since the Witch-Demon Great War, the Demon Race race has suffered heavy losses, and of the Ten Great Demon Gods, only he remains.

For tens of thousands of years, he has remained here, both to cultivate new strength for the Demon Race and to wait for the return of one person.

"Your Highness Lu Ya, I wonder how you are doing with Dao Venerable Lin Tian..."

He didn't know whether Prince Lu Ya's decision to go to that place was right or wrong.

He often thought of the dying words of the Demon Queen Qin Yuan.

Back then, Qin Yuan and he went to Kunpeng to demand an explanation, but to their surprise Kunpeng dared to attack them.

To protect herself, the Demon Queen sacrificed herself to buy him a chance to survive.

After that battle, Bai Ze vowed to protect the Demon Race and the crown prince.

"Lord Bai Ze!"

A hurried voice interrupted Bai Ze's thoughts.

A demon general flew over in a panic, his face full of fear. "My lord, there has suddenly been a fluctuation of True Sun Fire from the direction of the North Sea, and the aura... the aura seems to be that of Lu Ya!"

Bai Ze's pupils contracted sharply, a sense of foreboding washing over him. "True Sun Fire? The North Sea? Kunpeng!"

He immediately turned around and shouted at the training ground, "Lin Lie! Chixuan! Gather all those who can fight and follow me to the North Sea!"

Upon hearing this, the two Demon Marshal' expressions hardened, and they immediately took action.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, tens of thousands of elite Demon Race had already formed ranks in the air, exuding a murderous aura.

Bai Ze at the front, his expression solemn. "Demon Race lads, today we are going to rescue His Highness the Crown Prince. If we encounter that traitor Kunpeng, show no mercy!"

"Save the Crown Prince! Slay the Kunpeng!"

The demons shouted in unison, their voices shaking the Yunxiao.

Bai Ze transformed into a streak of silver light and rushed northward, followed closely by thousands of rays of light that streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, heading straight for the North Sea.

At the same time, above the Northern Darkness Palace, Lu Ya was engulfed in golden flames, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

Beside him Wu Zhiqi, a burly man with protruding fangs, wielding a long staff, looking fierce and menacing.

The long staff was the Vast Sea Startling Swan Staff, crafted by Lin Tian.

"Kunpeng, you old thief, get out here!" Lu Ya roared, causing the seawater around the Northern Darkness Palace to churn.

A group of guards from the Northern Darkness Palace rushed out, but were shocked by the oppressive aura released by Lu Ya, causing them to vomit blood. Those with lower cultivation levels even exploded and died on the spot.

Then, many more people appeared, some of whom were from the Demon Court. Upon seeing Lu Ya, they all paused in surprise.

"That's... His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince? What's he doing here? Is he looking for death?"

"Who dares to act so presumptuously in the Northern Darkness Palace!"

A chilling voice rang out, and the figure of the Kunpeng slowly emerged.

Kunpeng, dressed in a dark green robe, had a sinister expression and a mocking smile on his lips, "Isn't this the Di Shi? Oh, no, he should be called Prince Lu Ya now. What, have you come to pledge allegiance to your ancestor today?"

Lu Ya's eyes blazed with even greater fury. "To pledge allegiance to you? You dare to challenge me! I've come today to take your head and offer it as a sacrifice to my Mother Queen!"

"The hatred for killing my mother is irreconcilable!"

Lu Ya slowly and deliberately, each word filled with boundless hatred.

Kunpeng sneered dismissively, "You? A mere mid-stage Quasi-Saint, yet you dare to be so insolent in front of me?"

Suddenly Wu Zhiqi, standing to the side, unleashed his full power, revealing his early-stage Quasi-Saint cultivation. "What if I join you?"

Kunpeng's expression remained unchanged. "A mid-stage Quasi-Saint and an early-stage Quasi-Saint, and they think they can kill me? Do they really think I'm a pushover?"

Before the words were finished, another figure emerged from the depths of the Northern Darkness Palace.

This person was dressed in black, with snow-white hair, a withered face, and an eerie, foul aura surrounding him.

"Xuan Mie greets the Ancestor."

The old man in black bowed to Kunpeng, then turned to face Lu Ya and the other man, a hint of killing intent flashing in his turbid eyes.

"Fellow Xuan Mie."

Kunpeng nodded to him.

Xuan Mie was the first manifestation of the turbid energy acquired after birth. His cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. He was unexpectedly subdued by Kunpeng and treated as an honored guest.

Lu Ya and Wu Zhiqi exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Senior brother, this is troublesome." Lu Ya's expression changed.

Wu Zhiqi grinned. "What's there to be afraid of? I still have secret techniques I haven't used yet."

"Secret technique? What secret technique?"

Lu Ya had never heard Wu Zhiqi mention this before. Could it be that the Dao Venerable secretly passed it on to Wu Zhiqi?

Just then, a long roar came from the sky, "Demon Race warriors, follow me to protect His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Bai Ze arrived with tens of thousands of elite Demon Race and quickly set up a formation above the Northern Darkness Palace.

He looked at Lu Ya, his gaze lingering on him, a look of relief and excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Your Highness, it really is you..." Bai Ze's voice choked with emotion, "You've grown so much, and your cultivation has..."

When Lu Ya saw Bai Ze, his eyes also welled up with emotion. "Uncle Bai Ze, you've had a tough time all these years."

Upon hearing the address "uncle," Bai Ze trembled and almost burst into tears. "Your Highness, you mustn't! You are the Crown Prince of the Demon Race, and this old minister cannot bear such a title."

"Without Uncle Bai Ze, there would be no Lu Ya today," Lu Ya said sincerely.

This tender conversation irritated Kunpeng, who interrupted directly, "Another one coming to die. Fine, very well, today I'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop!"

Bai Ze glared at Kunpeng: "Traitor! Today, we'll settle all scores, old and new!"

Lu Ya stared intently at Kunpeng: "Kunpeng, today I will take your life to appease my Mother Queen!"

Kunpeng laughed loudly, "What arrogance! Xuan Mie, you go deal with that monkey. I'll take care of Lu Ya and Bai Ze!"

Wu Zhiqi's fighting spirit erupted as he wielded the Vast Sea Startling Swan Staff, declaring, "Then let's give it a try."

Battle is imminent.