Tyrant's Law

Chapter 49: Tyrant's Law

Within the deepest ancestral hall of the Dragon Domain, the Dragon Clan Chief, Yuan Gan, sat at the head, with the six Dragon Clan Elders seated below him.

"Great Elder, I presume you have all received the news that the Beast War Domain has been unified," Yuan Gan said.

The six men nodded in unison. "I never expected that the boy, Long Jiuyyao, would unify the Beast War Domain in a mere three years. He is truly extraordinary," the Third Elder said with a smile, stroking his beard.

"Since that is the case, and the Beast War Domain now falls under our Dragon Clan's territory, we must naturally show our support," the Fifth Elder proposed.

"But what kind of grand gift should we send? That is a matter worth considering," the Fourth Elder added.

The group fell into silence. "Since he has just unified the Beast War Domain and established the Beast War Palace, he likely hasn't resolved the issue of a protective formation. Let us gift him an array as a congratulatory present."

"Second Elder, you are the most experienced in setting up formations. You shall represent our Dragon Clan and attend the ceremony," Yuan Gan said, deep in thought.

"As you command, Chief," the Second Elder replied, cupping his hands.

Behind the courtyard of Long Jiuyyao, two women stood in a pavilion, gazing into the distance toward the Beast War Domain.

"Sister Lan, it's been three years. Why hasn't Brother returned yet? And Father hasn't sent anyone to fetch him either," the beautiful woman said with a pained expression.

"Perhaps he has been delayed by matters," the ice blue haired woman murmured, brushing a strand of hair away from her delicate earlobe.

"Sister Lan, don't you miss Brother?" the beautiful woman teased.

"Of course I do... You little girl, how dare you tease me!" Lan Xinhuang blurted out, but as soon as the words left her lips, she realized her slip and quickly changed the subject.

"Hee hee, Sister Lan, it seems you really li—" Yuan Xin was cut off as Lan Xinhuang clamped a hand over her lips.

"You... you're talking nonsense!" Lan Xinhuang's face flushed pink, her spirit eyes darting away as she spoke without thinking.

The two women wrestled in the pavilion, their budding figures revealing glimpses of spring as they tumbled about.

"Giggle."

With disheveled hair and messy clothes, the two women looked at each other, their laughter ringing out like silver bells through the pavilion.

Within the Beast War Domain, as the date of the enthronement ceremony approached, all factions began to mobilize, rushing toward the Myriad Beast Plain. Because time was so tight, only those with significant strength could make the journey; those without the means simply could not arrive in time.

Even so, the Beast War Domain was vast, and many factions had deep ties to the Three Great Demon Marshals. By the time the ceremony was set to begin, the number of people who had arrived was terrifying.

Countless people arrived every single day, and finally... the day of the ceremony arrived!

On this day, the direct subordinates of the Three Great Demon Marshals controlled the eight directions. Each wore neat blood-colored robes, their momentum surging like a rainbow. In the sky, vortexes roared as all their hidden strength was revealed. The Seven Great Demon Marshals stood in the high heavens like seven fierce gods, their majesty overwhelming. Below, three thousand guards dressed in blood, gold, and purple robes stood with solemnity; they were the death warriors secretly cultivated by the Three Great Demon Marshals, each one a master of the Death Profound Realm.

The Myriad Beast Plaza was packed with a dense crowd, all gazing at the black throne on the high platform. The scene was truly staggering.

The sky was torn asunder. There were no flashy displays or shocking spectacles; only one man, dressed in a luxurious black dragon robe, walked alone toward the throne.

His blood boiled, yet he felt no timidity despite the grand scale of the event. Instead, he climbed toward the seat of power with an untamed, arrogant air.

The onlookers had no objections, not because they didn't want to, but because they dared not. Even though the one ascending the throne was but a youth, they dared not disrupt the ceremony in progress.

Long Jiuyyao reached the throne in one step, turned, and sat down. A dense, overwhelming pressure of the Dragon Clan bloodline surged out like a tidal wave, spreading in all directions with Long Jiuyyao at the center.

His expression was calm, his eyes filled with an untamed, tyrannical arrogance. He paid no heed to the crowd below, whose backs were bent under the weight of his bloodline pressure.

He simply gazed into the distance. As the sun moved toward its zenith, a heaven-shaking dragon roar echoed through the world. A group of figures appeared on the horizon like a black shadow, and in the next instant, eight figures appeared above the Myriad Beast Plaza.

"Elder Zhou Lan," Long Jiuyyao said, rising to his feet.

Elder Zhou Lan waved his hand. "Young Patriarch, there is no need for such formalities. Today, I represent the Dragon Clan to offer a gift."

Their words instantly ignited the entire crowd. Dragon Clan Elder? Young Patriarch?

Everyone below was dumbstruck, shocked by the true identity of the Beast War Palace Master!

Long Jiuyyao knew that Elder Zhou Lan had come for two reasons: to offer a gift, and to intimidate everyone in the Beast War Domain, signaling that the Master of the Beast War Palace was the future absolute controller of their clan.

Elder Zhou Lan did not stand on ceremony. Under the shocked gazes of all present, he and the other seven elders dispersed to the eight directions. Their hands moved in complex hand seals, and a sky covering formation pattern obscured the heavens. The strength of eight Cycle Realm experts was displayed without reservation.

Leaning back on his throne, Long Jiuyyao felt the aura of life and death fusion, as if it were reincarnation itself.

Long Jiuyyao was shocked. Those eight were all Cycle Realm experts who had touched upon reincarnation, and the formation was even more terrifying. Heavenly might permeated the air, the sun was blotted out, and an aura of deathly stillness rushed toward them.

Everyone below was terrified and in awe. The horrific might radiating from the formation filled their hearts with dread.

"Drink!" the eight men roared, and the formation expanded a thousandfold, enveloping the entire Beast War Palace.

The heavenly might finally dissipated, the sun reappeared, and the eight men descended from the high platform, their auras slightly unstable.

"Jiuyyao, this formation is called the Heavenly Thunder Soul Guard Array. It is perfectly suited to be the protective formation for your Beast War Palace," Elder Zhou Lan said, handing over a round token.

Long Jiuyyao took the token. It felt cool to the touch, and a savage aura radiated from the 'Beast' character carved upon it.

Elder Zhou Lan and the other seven retreated behind him. Long Jiuyyao flicked the hem of his dragon robe, his gaze sweeping over the shaken crowd below with tyrannical dominance.

"Today, the Beast War Palace enthronement ceremony officially begins!" The Golden Ape Demon Marshal channeled his Yuan Power, his voice resounding throughout the entire Beast War Domain.

"Woo..."

Countless blood guards blew into large horns, the sound continuous and deafening, setting the blood of the masses boiling.

All the direct subordinates of the Three Great Demon Marshals knelt on one knee, their eyes burning as they gazed at Long Jiuyyao upon the high platform.

"Kneel!" the Seven Great Demon Marshals shouted in unison.

Across the Myriad Beast Plaza, whether they were the heads of top-tier factions or arrogant powerhouses, everyone now knelt on one knee, right hands pressed against their chests, their combined aura surging with the magnitude of a tsunami.

Long Jiuyao pressed his palms downward in the air, and the deafening sound of horns vanished in an instant, leaving the Myriad Beast Plaza so silent that a needle drop could be heard.

"The unification of the Beast War Domain rests on three points. The first is obedience—absolute obedience. I dare not claim you will be one hundred percent loyal to me, but if anyone wishes to challenge my authority, you are welcome to try and see if there will be any place left for you on the Tian Xuan Continent."

"Second, no internal strife is permitted within the Beast War Domain; you must stand united against outsiders. Should any be discovered, both parties will be eradicated regardless of the cause, and their assets will be confiscated. The Demon Domain is vast, and there are plenty who know how to obey."

"Third, regarding the distribution of resources in the Beast War Domain: if anyone discovers resources, the Beast War Palace shall claim forty percent. Of the remaining sixty percent, the discoverer keeps thirty percent, and the final thirty percent will be allocated by my Beast War Palace."

"I have never been a benevolent ruler, but a Tyrant. I hope that under my tyranny, you will only grow stronger through adversity." Long Jiuyao's words were so overbearing that even Elder Zhou Lan behind him felt a slight tremor of shock.

In this Demon Domain, every tribe worships strength. Only by meeting violence with violence and evil with evil can one control them; to suppress them, one must be more ferocious than they are.

Kindness, in this chaotic Demon Domain rife with bloodbaths, only harms oneself and others.

Without strength, there is nothing; this sentence is the truest interpretation of the Demon Domain.

Although Long Jiuyao was but a youth, the aura flowing from him made even the heads of clans and masters of sects look up to him in awe.

His face was sharply defined, seemingly containing a cold ruthlessness, and his gaze was profound, as if stars, sun, and moon were revolving within them. His Dragon Might filled the sky, shaking the very heavens.

At this moment, not a shred of timidity could be seen in Long Jiuyao. There was only an overbearing dominance. To the eyes of all present, he stood as upright as the firmament and as profound as the vast earth!

This scene immediately shook the hearts and minds of all who witnessed it, especially those seeing Long Jiuyao for the first time. One by one, they drew sharp breaths, their eyes filled with awe. Because of Long Jiuyao, the Beast War Domain had... changed the landscape of the demon beast world!

The founding ceremony of the Beast War Palace had concluded. Everything that transpired during this event became a topic of endless discussion for countless people in the Beast War Domain, and the name of Long Jiuyao was now exposed to the sight of the other Three Hegemon Clans and the Eight King Clans.

Whether it was the protective palace formation personally set up by the Dragon Clan Elder, the overbearing declaration Long Jiuyao made upon his ascension, or the sheer might of the Beast War Palace, none of it could be forgotten.

The newly established Beast War Palace still had much preparation to undergo. The Sky Dragon Demon Marshal, the Ghost Carving Demon Marshal, and the Golden Ape Demon Marshal each returned to their respective territories. They intended to bring back everything they could, including their foundations and everything else...

The three sub-halls of the Beast War Palace currently possessed only form but no substance; only by redeploying their original mountain-protecting formations could they reveal their true faces.

As the Three Great Demon Marshals withdrew, the Beast War Palace gradually grew empty, with only a few remaining garrison guards left to stand watch.

According to the schedule, they would depart for the Demon Fire Plain in three months.

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