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Yet that look of support lasted only a moment before Jing Xiaoman's eyes took on a trace of sorrow. "But... I heard that the opponent was the candidate personally chosen by the Holy Venerable of the Demon God Realm... He isn't someone who can be defeated merely with divine weapons... Sigh, but if Father weren't terminally ill, why would the Holy Venerable force a change of succession?"
I froze for a moment before understanding. Like my wife-sister in the Ghost God Realm, the Demon God Realm had its own supreme ruler. No wonder even beneath the Demon Venerable there were legitimate and illegitimate heirs—because Jing Xiaoman's father was not the supreme true god who stood at the pinnacle of the Demon Realm, as my wife-sister did! So once the Supreme God had chosen a candidate, even if the Demon Venerable was unwilling, he had to summon one from a thousand miles away. His madness was no longer incomprehensible. It was the resolve that, once the nest was overturned, no egg would remain intact! Rather than let the Supreme God make the final choice, he would sooner have his own children devour one another and carve out a bloody path—even defeat the god-chosen one named by the Holy Venerable! And although Jing Xiaoman was a woman, she was the emperor's strongest heir and his own chance to turn the tables! With his abdication imminent, of course he would go mad.
Once the candidate for the Demon Realm's emperor was decided, the great war of the Six Divine Heavens would begin as well. The army needed an heir to lead it, while the realm could not be left without anyone inside. The realm itself also needed a ruler. With one force attacking and the other defending, even if one side fell,