Watching Bai Man leave without hesitation, Cheng Yu could not help marveling. Knowing something from memories was one thing; experiencing it firsthand was another. Shen Yu's standing among the Demon Race was even more extraordinary than he had imagined.
He had actually done a decent job himself. Ever since taking over Shen Yu's identity, everything he had done had, at least so far, brought the Demon Race nothing but benefits.
Fortunately, the Eternal True World was a world where personal might reigned supreme. Otherwise, he might genuinely have been out of his depth with all this court business.
Meanwhile, on the demons' side.
Lucifer was still watching the tide of demons below with utter boredom. He had seen scenes like this far too often. Although this was the Mythic Great World, and although the enemy also had True Holy Spirits, Lucifer did not doubt the demons' victory in the slightest. Besides, he was here. It was only a question of whether he wanted to act; there was nothing he could not do.
That was his pride. Unlike the other Demon Emperors, Lucifer had not become pride. Pride had become Lucifer.
Yet emotions had both negative and positive meanings. Lucifer's pride, for instance, was conceit, supreme self-importance, and arrogance. But was it not also confidence and self-respect?
Through pride, Lucifer's nature soon influenced the entire battlefield. Demons and the Myriad Races alike had the emotion known as pride stirred within them.
The blood of original sin boiled within the demons. Arrogantly dismissing everything before them, they launched a suicidal charge at the Great Wall blocking their path. Even certain death could not curb their frenzy.
On the Great Wall, the Allied Army of the Myriad Races also became supremely confident at that moment. They firmly believed that the Heavenly Demons were