North of the Demonic Realm, above the void, the two armies faced off, their banners fluttering and blotting out the sky and sun.
Before the Witch Clan army, ten Witch Queens stood suspended in the air, each with her own distinct grace, drawing the gaze of all beneath heaven.
At the center of the ten Witch Queens, Dark Moon Witch Queen and Witch Queen Hongxue watched the Heavenly Demon army ahead, awaiting the one who was due to arrive.
Not long after, a young figure clad in a dark azure royal robe appeared in the distance, striding forward with a Royal Staff in hand. Every step was steady, and the tinkling of golden bells rang across the battlefield, reaching the ears of everyone present.
"He's here."
At the sight of the arrival, Dark Moon Witch Queen's expression tightened slightly as she descended from the sky.
Beside her, Witch Queen Hongxue followed, and the two headed together toward the pavilion temporarily erected between the armies.
Two hundred thousand soldiers watched intently. This was the first formal peace negotiation between the two clans. Before their armies, the commanders stood ready in strict formation, prepared at every moment for any unforeseen change.
Within the isolated pavilion between the armies, Dark Moon Witch Queen and Witch Queen Hongxue arrived. Before long, the sound of bells drew near from the opposite side, and the Thirteenth Prince of the royal clan appeared, walking step by step toward the pavilion.
"Apologies for making the two Witch Queens wait so long."
Ning Chen entered the pavilion, gave a courteous salute, and spoke calmly.
The two Witch Queens returned the gesture. Dark Moon Witch Queen looked at the young man before her and said, "Your Highness, let us sit and discuss matters."
"Mm."
Ning Chen nodded, propping the Royal