Demon God Hall Headquarters.
This was a vast star region, where airships and warships could be seen everywhere, and countless Ancestral Gods of the Demon Spirit Race came and went.
Countless Pavilion Towers had been built on every planet and meteorite, making the region exceptionally prosperous and bustling.
At that moment, inside a particularly massive meteorite...
Three powerfully built Demon Kings with extraordinary auras sat in their respective seats.
"Demon King Dong Yan, I heard you killed a Heavenly Palace Divine Lord on the battlefield. Congratulations! The merit awarded for killing a Divine Lord is no small sum."
One of the Demon Kings looked enviously at another Demon King, who had three arms.
"Indeed, Demon King Dong Yan, congratulations. At this rate, you'll probably be promoted to Ruling Demon King before long."
The other one spoke as well.
Demon King Dong Yan drank a cup of tea and smiled faintly. "You flatter me. I was merely lucky. In truth, it was mainly thanks to our Ruling Demon King taking action. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to kill that Heavenly Palace Divine Lord..."
After a pause, Demon King Dong Yan dropped the subject, clearly unwilling to let the two know just how much merit he had accumulated. Instead, he changed the subject and looked at them curiously.
"I heard both of you went to the Ninefold Demon Abyss. Demon King Gela, Demon King Fuyou, did you gain anything?"
Bitter smiles tugged at Demon King Gela's and Demon King Fuyou's lips. Demon King Gela said, "Demon King Dong Yan, you should know how troublesome Qin Hao is. That fellow was as slippery as a loach in the Ninefold Demon Abyss. There was simply no dealing with him."
Demon King Fuyou also smiled bitterly. "To be honest, we were lucky just to