395: Chapter 395 The Demon Lords Take Turns, Next Year It'll Be My Turn

The moment Endless Vitality unfolded, something seemed to be ignited within the air of the entire grand hall.

Colorful light surged out from Chu Sheng's body, spreading along the floor, walls, and dome.

Like a slowly expanding net, it enshrouded all the Devil Kings who were still trapped in the Hell of Obsession.

When Xie Banxian sensed that aura, his expression changed slightly.

He instinctively took a step back, the wound on his severed arm still dripping blood, but his gaze had already locked onto the colorful light spreading from Chu Sheng's body.

"You—"

Before he could finish speaking, the colorful light had already surged before him.

Disregarding the pain of his severed arm, Xie Banxian urged his remaining Qi to try and resist.

However, his Heretic God Kill, in front of Endless Vitality, seemed to be suppressed by something, unable to unleash its full power and barely maintaining itself from being completely shattered.

Coupled with the influence of the Hell of Obsession.

He retreated several steps in succession, each step crushing a floor tile.

Finally, he was forced back into the corner of the grand hall, his back slamming against the wall with a dull thud.

"Wait!"

Xie Banxian raised his uninjured hand, palm facing outward, a hint of obvious compromise appearing in his tone for the first time.

"This old man admits defeat. This is a misunderstanding, we can talk."

Chu Sheng did not immediately withdraw Endless Vitality, nor did he continue to advance.

He stopped in place, looking at Xie Banxian, his tone carrying the calmness of someone who had verified the facts: "Speak."

Xie Banxian pressed against the wound of his severed arm, his voice carrying a tone that he tried to keep steady, yet still betrayed exhaustion.

"This old man doesn't know what grievances exist between you two, but since Fellow Daoist has already displayed two Divine Abilities, this old man understands that the Wanmo Hall is in the wrong regarding this matter."

He paused for a moment, glancing at the Skeleton Demon King and the Thousand Ghosts Overlord, who were still in the state of obsession.

"Why did you all fight? There has to be a cause and effect."

Chu Sheng recounted the whole story from beginning to end.

Starting from Yu Rumeng being hunted down, to the ownership of the Reverse Demon Tower, and ending with today's encirclement in the grand hall.

After listening, Xie Banxian was silent for a moment, then he slowly nodded, his tone carrying a sense of helplessness after confirming the cause and effect.

"Preposterous. This old man understands. They indeed went too far in this matter."

He turned around and looked at the figures in the side hall who were still in the state of obsession.

His gaze lingered on the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons for a moment, then he raised his hand, and a gray-white light surged from his palm.

It landed precisely on the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons. That ray of light pierced through his Dantian, like an iron needle heated red-hot piercing through thin ice.

The body of the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons violently shook, and then he woke up from the obsession, as if being dragged back to reality from a very long dream.

His eyes were first blank, and then quickly turned into panic.

His Qi was rapidly falling, like a punctured airbag, sliding all the way down from Spirit Nurturing and finally stopping at Condensing True Essence.

This was even more painful than killing him.

Xie Banxian did not look at him, his gaze continuing to fall on the Skeleton Demon King and the Thousand Ghosts Overlord.

He paused again, as if confirming whether the severity of this punishment was sufficient.

Then he withdrew his hand and turned to Chu Sheng, his voice carrying the stability of someone who had completed a portion of things.

"This old man has already crippled his cultivation. As for Skeleton and Thousand Ghosts, this old man will also have them discipline their subordinates so they won't strike casually again. I wonder if Fellow Daoist is satisfied with this punishment?"

Chu Sheng did not reply immediately.

He looked at Xie Banxian, and then he spoke: "I have one condition."

Xie Banxian's gaze lingered on his face for a moment: "Speak."

"As the saying goes, the Devil King's throne takes turns, coming to my house next year."

"She will be the Devil King."

Chu Sheng pointed at Yu Rumeng beside him.

Xie Banxian was silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping back and forth between him and Yu Rumeng.

Then he slowly shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, to be honest with you. If Fellow Daoist wanted to become the Devil King yourself, that would be much simpler, after all, Fellow Daoist's strength is right here. But her—"

He glanced at Yu Rumeng.

"She has just stepped into Spirit Nurturing, her Foundation is unstable, and the Wrath Devilish Qi has not been fully digested yet. For a Cultivator in the Early Stage of Spirit Nurturing to make others submit is indeed not easy."

"And the Devil Realm is not decided by the Wanmo Hall alone. This old man can guarantee that she will have a say within the Wanmo Hall, but if she wants to directly sit on the Devil King's throne, the other factions will not easily agree."

Chu Sheng did not refute him.

Of course he knew that the Devil King's position could not be decided by just a word from him.

Moreover, Yu Rumeng still needed a transition period.

Xie Banxian being able to say something like "I can guarantee the position of the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons for her".

Such words were already considered a relatively practical concession.

He did not continue to dwell on this topic, just nodding as if he had confirmed certain things.

"As for the position of the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, you shall call the shots."

Xie Banxian nodded: "Very well. This old man will arrange this matter."

He paused, then added another sentence, "Fellow Daoist, this old man has something to say, I wonder if it is appropriate to speak."

Chu Sheng said: "Speak."

Xie Banxian was silent for a moment, as if weighing his wording.

"Fellow Daoist's strength is indeed enough to walk sideways in the Devil Realm. But the waters of the Devil Realm are even deeper. If Fellow Daoist truly wants to support someone to sit firmly in that position, relying solely on brute force is not enough; she also needs to be able to stand on her own feet."

Chu Sheng did not refute him, because what he said was the truth, but at least today, he had first torn open a gap on the side of the Wanmo Hall.

He withdrew Endless Vitality, and that colorful light slowly receded, shrinking back into his body like an ebbing tide.

The Devil Kings inside the hall who were still in the state of obsession slowly recovered their senses after the light faded.

Chu Sheng did not stay any longer, he waved his hand at Yu Rumeng, then turned and walked towards the hall doors.

The hall doors slowly closed behind them, isolating the slowly awakening gazes inside the hall behind the doors.

Xie Banxian stood in place, looking at the closed hall doors, fell silent for a moment, and then softly said a sentence.

"Two Divine Abilities... Such a young junior... How long has it been since I last saw one."

The hall was quiet for a moment, then he turned around and looked at the Devil Kings who were slowly recovering from the obsession.

"The position of the Hall Master of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons has changed hands."