Seven True Demon Kings gathered together today.
The imposing figures of the six True Demon Kings were obscured by rolling demonic energy as they stood in front.
In front, one of the True Demon Kings, and the only female True Demon King, knelt on the ground, her face haggard, her eyes filled with supplication.
"Mo Mei, how dare you collude with a human and give birth to a bastard, disregarding the dignity and rules of the demon race, what crime do you deserve?"
One of the True Demon Kings shouted coldly, his terrifying aura permeating the entire Demon Sacred Hall. The cold shout was filled with immense pressure, causing Mo Mei to suffer severe injuries again and spit out blood.
However, Mo Mei's gaze was resolute. Even though her demonic body was severely wounded and her aura weakened, she refused to bow her head.
Seeing this, one of the True Demon Kings sighed, his voice filled with regret and reluctance.
"Mo Mei, you are a rare top-tier prodigy of my demon race, with terrifying talent comparable to a Demon Emperor. If nothing unexpected happens, reaching the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm is not impossible."
"You are only three hundred thousand years old, still young. We can understand if you make mistakes due to immaturity, but you refuse to repent. Even if we want to be lenient, we don't know how to proceed."
"Reveal the human you colluded with and kill that bastard. This matter will be as if it never happened. What do you say?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Mei's charming and beautiful face showed sadness. She simply shook her head and refused.
"This has nothing to do with him. It was my choice. I am willing to accept any punishment from the clan. I only beg of you, my lords, to spare the child. He is innocent."
As these words were spoken, the six True Demon Kings instantly became enraged.
Their terrifying power, akin to that of a peak Immortal King, caused a brief distortion in space and time. Billions of lightning bolts rained down from the sky, and their fearsome pressure made all cultivators in the demon realm tremble.
"Hmph, stubborn fool, Mo Mei, are you truly willing to abandon your own path to save these two?"
"Yes, I implore your lordships to fulfill my wish."
Mo Mei knelt and kowtowed, her will resolute, refusing to repent.
"Good, very good. The Demon Emperor is in seclusion. We are in charge of the demon race. Since you refuse to repent, we will grant your wish."
"Issue a decree to the entire demon race: the seventh True Demon King, Mo Mei, colluded with humans and gave birth to a bastard. She is unrepentant and her crime is unforgivable. From today onwards, her title as True Demon King is revoked."
"Furthermore, issue a decree to all the myriad realms: investigate any human who colluded with Mo Mei and harbored them; their realms will be annihilated. If anyone reports them, they will be bestowed with an Immortal King fruit, aiding them in achieving the Immortal King realm."
"As for that bastard, kill him and hang his corpse at the entrance of the Sacred City for ten thousand years."
As these cold shouts echoed, despair and fear welled up in Mo Mei's heart, and her face grew more sorrowful.
"No, no, you cannot do this. The child is innocent."
As she spoke, boundless dark light erupted from Mo Mei's body, its brilliant radiance piercing the entire Sacred Hall and illuminating the Sacred City.
Her terrifying pressure had reached the peak of a Great Immortal King, just one step away from transformation.
The radiance of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor was about to emerge, achieving the strongest fruit of the heavens.
Mo Mei then soared into the sky, her eyes filled with brutal bloodlust, and coldly declared:
"Whoever dares to harm my child, I will fight them to the death."
"Mo Mei, how dare you attack your own kin? You are courting death."
As they spoke, the six True Demon Kings attacked in unison. Six colossal demonic figures, tens of thousands of feet tall, stood in the boundless void, exuding endless demonic might, suppressing the world.
The entire demon realm felt this supreme power. The demonic might surged outward, and the entire sky seemed on the verge of collapse, like the end of the world.
Mo Mei, seeing this, was undaunted and continued to speak coldly.
"Your lords, spare my child. Mo Mei will submit to whatever punishment you deem fit. Otherwise, Mo Mei would rather die a spiritual and physical death, a mutual destruction, than allow you to harm her child even a little."
"Threatening the demon race? Mo Mei, as a True Demon King, you should know the nature of our race. Since that is the case, we will grant your wish. Suppress Mo Mei, then obliterate her child, slaughter all human cultivators in the entire demon realm, and hunt down those who colluded with her throughout the heavens."
Just as a great battle was about to erupt, an even more terrifying power descended.
The ultimate radiance of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor enveloped the entire demon realm, illuminating the myriad heavens and realms.
Imperial might permeated the land, and all living beings submitted.
Under this terrifying pressure, all seven True Demon Kings were forced to return to their original forms, kneeling on the ground and trembling in fear.
In the entire demon realm, except for the old Daoist priest and Mu Changqing, who had isolated all perception, everyone knelt on the ground with respectful expressions.
"Cast Mo Mei into the Demonic Abyss and suppress her for a hundred thousand years. Her child shall be expelled from the Sacred City and stripped of his demonic identity."
A faint voice echoed, the brilliant imperial might dissipated, and everything returned to calm.
The seven True Demon Kings quickly kowtowed respectfully and said:
"We obey the Demon Emperor's command."
...
Not long after, outside the Sacred City.
A weakened figure was thrown out.
The youth was about eleven or twelve years old, sallow and emaciated, with a bewildered look in his eyes, as if he had lost his memory and forgotten his past.
"Get lost, and from now on, do not step foot in the Sacred City."
A cold shout was heard. The youth remained unmoved, his eyes still filled with bewilderment and confusion.
Then, the youth walked away alone, his back appearing lonely and desolate.
Behind him, a surging golden dragon of destiny grew more prosperous and brilliant, faintly showing signs of turning into a purple-gold hue.
The old Daoist priest and Mu Changqing appeared outside the Sacred City at some unknown time, watching the youth depart.
"Burial Emperor, is that him? What terrifying destiny, and it's still growing. It's probably even more terrifying than Li Lingyun, whom you killed."
The old Daoist priest sighed.
He had never seen anyone whose destiny soared so rapidly.
Mu Changqing nodded slightly. Such a representative was fitting for the Demon Ancestor's status.
Although the youth was currently merely a small ant in the Meridian Opening Realm, the concept of destiny was extremely peculiar.
Perhaps in a few more years, he would be able to suppress the younger generation.
"What do we do? Kill him directly?"
The old Daoist priest spoke again, eager to preemptively eliminate the Demon Ancestor's representative.
Mu Changqing glanced at the old man and shook his head with a calm expression.
"If you dare to make a move now, I believe the Demon Ancestor can sense it immediately and appear to kick you around like a ball."
Upon hearing this, the old Daoist priest's expression froze. He let out a fawning laugh, a flicker of fear in his eyes.
Postnatal beings could not sense their presence, but the Demon Ancestor could.
The moment he descended, he would immediately detect their presence.
At that time, a great battle would be inevitable.
It was not impossible that the entire world would be instantly shattered.
"Then what? Just watch him grow? Intentionally sabotage his opportunities?"
The old Daoist priest asked helplessly.
"Since you fear the Demon Ancestor, why not cultivate his representative yourself? What do you think will happen when this guy learns the truth? Will he be grateful to his master, or will he surrender to the Demon Ancestor and become his pawn?"
A strange gleam flashed in Mu Changqing's eyes, and he spoke with a faint smile.
"Heh heh, that makes sense. As a child of destiny, the most important thing is a determined Dao heart. Such an action, even if it cannot make him defect, can cause cracks to appear in his Dao heart."
The old Daoist priest chuckled lewdly. Thinking of the Demon Ancestor's displeasure, his heart felt a surge of joy.