800: Demon King Jiuying

Deep in the Great Desolate Forest, hundreds of miles away from the clamorous battlefield.

On an open space that had been forcibly cleared, the dense Demonic Qi had almost liquefied, pressing down heavily upon every inch of space.

A massive crimson throne, ten zhang tall and forged entirely from the incredibly rare Red Flame Gold Crystal, stood towering like a burning mountain of fire!

Upon the throne sat a middle-aged man dressed in blood-red robes, sitting as steady as a mountain.

His face was resolute, even possessing a hint of human-like handsomeness; his short black hair moved without wind, flying wildly like burning black flames!

But those vertical, demonic pupils—shining like the purest rubies—emitted a coldness that could freeze the Soul and a tyrannical, violent light capable of incinerating all things!

Viscous, near-substantial bloody Demonic Power swirled around him, turning into a faint blood-colored mist that coiled and rolled about his body!

The mere natural aura he radiated made the several powerful, diverse Tenth Rank Peak Demon Marshals standing in attendance below the throne feel as if they were carrying the weight of a ten-thousand-ton mountain. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their heads bowed low, not even daring to breathe loudly!

This man was none other than the Tenth Rank Peak Demon King who commanded this beast tide of hundreds of thousands and occupied the depths of the Great Desolate Forest—Nine Infant Chen!

His true form was one of the overlord races of the Demon Domain, a terrifying existence possessing the Bloodline of the ancient Vicious Beast Nine Infant! With nine heads, he was born possessing nine overbearing Origin powers: Geng Metal, Azure Wood, Profound Water, Li Fire, Hou Earth, Xun Wind, Heavenly Thunder, Corrosive Poison, and the Void Realm! His ferocious might was sky-shaking!

At this moment, Nine Infant Chen's crimson vertical pupils easily pierced through a hundred miles of space, ignoring the chaotic battlefield. Like a precision javelin, they locked onto the core of the sea of incinerating heaven outside the city—onto Ji Yanshuang, who, like a goddess of flame, controlled ninety-nine fire Clones to stir up a sky-high wave of blood within the beast tide!

"Hmph!" A bone-chilling cold snort, like ice from the Nine Netherworlds, instantly froze the air around the throne!

"These Human Race ants... finally care to crawl out of their godforsaken turtle shell!"

"The King is wise!" Beside him, a rhinoceros Demon Marshal covered in thick dark-gold scales and possessing the most robust aura suppressed his Bloodline-deep fear and said cautiously with a bow, "However... the Human Race has always been cunning and full of tricks! That fire-element female cultivator leading the charge out so ostentatiously... I fear she is deliberately enticing our experts to act. There might be a trap!"

"A trap?" The corner of Nine Infant Chen's mouth curled into a cruel and greedy arc, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

"Did that little mouse who sneaked in a few days ago really think they had figured out this King's trump cards? Naive!" His slender fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the Red Flame Gold Crystal throne, producing a crisp sound like clashing metal.

"As long as we can take Biqu City!" Blood-light surged in his eyes. "Using it as a springboard, the edge of the Great Desolate for thousands of miles around will all fall under this King's command!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hearts of the Demon Marshals below were even more shaken!

They knew well that the King's current territory was about three thousand miles. If they took the thousand miles of fertile land influenced by Biqu City... his sphere of rule would infinitely approach the five-thousand-mile boundary, the minimum for a true Sovereign in the Demon Domain!

"At that time..." Nine Infant Chen's voice carried undisguised ambition, "the territory and authority I hold will be enough to... rival a Demon Sovereign!"

"Hiss—!" Even though they had already guessed, the Demon Marshals still couldn't help but gasp, their eyes filled with shock and a hint of fanaticism! The King actually had such a backup plan?!

Just then!

Buzz—

An indescribable, terrifying pressure that seemed to originate from the very source of life descended without warning!

Like an immemorial divine mountain crushing down!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Those powerful Tenth Rank Peak Demon Marshals didn't even have time to react; they were struck as if by an invisible giant hammer! Instantly, their knees hit the ground, and they fell prostrate, their bodies shaking violently like chaff! The fear from the depths of their Bloodline erupted completely, causing them to lose even the courage to lift their heads!

Beside Nine Infant Chen's throne, space rippled slightly like water.

An unparalleled woman with a figure so breathtaking it was Soul-stirring appeared silently out of thin air.

She wore a dreamlike white-and-pink gradient gauzy dress. The light gauze was like mist, soft and weightless, gently clinging to her perfectly proportioned body—neither too plump nor too thin.

Beneath her slender willow waist was a sudden, rich, and perky curve, outlining a heart-stopping peach-like silhouette under the gauze.

A pair of snow-white, long, jade-like legs were faintly visible, inviting infinite imagination.

She was barefoot, her feet like carved white jade, with a string of tiny golden bells that seemed to be condensed from starlight tied around her ankles. With her appearance, they emitted a barely audible, clear, and melodious chime.

Her face was even more beautiful than anything found in the mortal realm!

Her skin was whiter than snow, seemingly breakable by a mere breath.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains in the mist, her eyes like autumn waters with rippling waves; with a single glance, she seemed capable of stealing one's Soul!

Her nose was small and dainty, her lips full like rose petals stained with morning dew, radiating an enticing luster.

Her long silver-white hair was like flowing moonlight, draped smoothly behind her and reaching down to her perky buttocks.

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She leaned lazily on a couch condensed from pink flower petals that had appeared out of thin air beside the throne. Her posture was casual, yet she radiated a terrifying magical power capable of infatuating all living beings!

She was one of the supreme Bloodlines of the Heavenly Demon Fox Clan, a peerless powerhouse with a cultivation at the Demon Sovereign realm—Yuyi!

The moment Yuyi appeared, Nine Infant Chen's previously high-and-mighty arrogance vanished without a trace! He immediately stood up and bowed deeply and respectfully toward that lazily reclining peerless figure, his posture even carrying a hint of humility:

"Lord Yuyi!"

Yuyi slightly lifted her eyelids. Those dreamy eyes, which seemed to contain a starry vortex, casually swept over the Demon Marshals kneeling and shaking on the ground before finally landing on the respectful Nine Infant Chen.

Her red lips curled into a slight smile sufficient to make the world lose its color.

When a beauty smiles, a hundred charms are born!

However, this peerless elegance, enough to make any male go mad, made all the demons present feel a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts. They bowed their heads tightly, not daring to take even a single extra look!

The majesty of a Demon Sovereign was not to be profaned!

"Mm..." Yuyi's voice was lazy and soft, like a lover's whisper, yet it carried an unquestionable and absolute authority.

"Since I have already accepted the tribute from your Nine Infant Clan..." Her onion-white jade finger lightly twirled a strand of her silver hair, "you may go ahead and do as you please."

"If..." She paused, her gaze seemingly unintentional yet extremely subtle, glancing toward that solitary, lofty figure on the Biqu City walls a hundred miles away. The smile at the corner of her lips deepened. "Any old fogey of the Human Race's Body Integration Realm dares to act shamelessly..."

"I will naturally take care of them for you."

"Of course..." Her voice carried a hint of playfulness, "if you yourself are useless and cannot even defeat a little fellow at the Void Refinement Mid-stage..."

"I will still protect your life at the final moment." She spoke nonchalantly, as if discussing a trivial matter.