Schemes of Every Side

Solar Star · Demon Emperor Hall

Dijun stood before the Stellar Throne, Solar True Fire coiling around him as his golden imperial robes fluttered without wind. He stared at the lofty figure before him, suppressed fury burning in his eyes.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood atop an auspicious cloud, clear qi flowing around him, his Sage's might vast and boundless. He gazed indifferently down upon the Demon Race experts as though they were a swarm of insignificant ants.

"Demon Emperor, offer up twelve Demon generals at the Daluo Golden Immortal level. Their bloodlines must be pure, and their innate foundations exceptional."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable will, as though this were already an immense favor.

"Sage Yuanshi!"

Dijun's fingers slowly clenched within his sleeve, his knuckles whitening. His voice was low and restrained.

"My Demon Race reveres the Sages, but we are not creatures to be slaughtered at another's whim! Daluo Golden Immortals are the foundation of a race. How can they be handed over so lightly?"

"Oh?"

Yuanshi lowered his eyelids slightly, a trace of mockery curling his lips.

"You damp-born egg-laying creatures dare haggle with a Sage? That I am willing to make use of you is already a blessing."

"Furthermore—"

His gaze shifted toward the Purple Star deep within the heavens, and he said lightly:

"The position of Purple Star Emperor must be yielded to my disciple Guangchengzi."

"Yuanshi! You go too far in bullying others!"

Boom—!

A heaven-shaking bell chime suddenly exploded. The Chaos Bell emerged from Taiyi's hand, its ripples surging outward as space across the Solar Star warped inch by inch and crushed toward Yuanshi!

Yuanshi's gaze flickered as he looked at Taiyi with faint surprise.

"Three Corpses perfected? You have made some progress."

With a casual sweep of his sleeve, vast