You looked at Liu Sui with a hint of curiosity. "How many years does the Demon Emperor usually spend preaching each time he opens a forum?"
Liu Sui thought for a moment. "Sixty years at the shortest, nearly a hundred and twenty at the longest. When Demon Emperor Shanqi attained the Dao, he preached for almost a hundred years without stopping."
The Demon Race divided cultivation into ten tiers. Only a Ninth Tier Demon Cultivator could hold a Fruit Status; reaching the Tenth Tier made one a Demon Emperor who ruled an entire race.
Across the vast lands of Southern Shu, there were only two Demon Emperors.
One was Demon Emperor Hao Yi. He had attained the Dao long ago and lived for six thousand years. He remained hidden deep within Mount Kunlun year-round, paying no heed to worldly affairs.
Demon Emperor Shanqi now oversaw the Demon Race's affairs, great and small.
Your father had long been on good terms with him. That was why Azure Sea Lake had remained peaceful for so many years.
Back when your father first took charge of Azure Sea Lake, he had yet to reach the Ninth Tier, and your grandfather had only just fallen.
Your grandfather had died in Southern Shu's Blood Demon Cavern. From that day on, Azure Sea Lake and Blood Demon Cavern had been bound by a blood feud that would end only in death.
Blood Demon Cavern was a foremost sect of Human Race demonic cultivators. It had always been at daggers drawn with the Demon Race, and Azure Sea Lake was far from the only power in Southern Shu that had made an enemy of it.
Not only did a powerhouse who held a Fruit Status preside over the cavern, but its terrain was treacherous, with danger at