"Yes, Martial Uncle!"
Ye Qingcheng nodded, her expression solemn as she spoke.
Lord of the Demon Race.
Once she became the lord of the Demon Race, there would essentially be no going back.
But Ye Qingcheng had no regrets.
Just as the Devil Dao had said, before a heaven-shaking fortuitous encounter, some things had to be cast aside.
Most importantly, even if she was no longer among the Human Race, that did not mean her heart was no longer with them.
Taking control of the Demon Race and stopping them from attacking the Human Race—was that not another way of protecting her people?
As for betraying the Humanity Dao...
She felt little shame over that.
Her master was Li Yun. Although he belonged to the Human Race, he was not a subordinate of the Humanity Dao.
Precisely because of that, even becoming the lord of the Demon Race would not count as betraying her sect or defying her master and ancestors. After all, Li Mo also belonged to the Devil Dao and would even merge with Dao in the future.
"Good!"
Li Mo nodded and asked no further questions.
Since Ye Qingcheng had made up her mind, he would not try to stop her again.
With a thought, Li Mo took out the Demon-Sealing List. He drew a deep breath, then poured his magical power into it.
Bzz, bzz...
In an instant, the Demon-Sealing List blazed with dazzling blackish-purple light and flew into the air.
At that moment, Li Mo raised a hand and pointed at the Demon-Sealing List. "I, Li Mo, hereby use the Demon-Sealing List to invest Ye Qingcheng as lord of the Demon Race!"
The next second, a mass of purplish-black vapor flew out of the Demon-Sealing List.
Almost instantly, that beam of light entered Ye Qingcheng's