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"Jiang Lingjian, are you trying to attack us by activating the formation?" The Dark Mage glared at Jiang Lingjian as the formation came to life.
Jiang Lingjian sneered, "You came uninvited; do you think I want to drink with you? The civil war within the Dragon Clan is intense right now, and we do not welcome you."
The expression of the Dark Mage changed faster than one could blink. One moment he was feigning politeness, and the next, he was intent on forcing his way in. To Jiang Lingjian, such a good opportunity was hard to come by.
With the Dragon Clan in such disarray, his greatest fear was that the Black Magic Clan and the Dark Demon Clan would join forces to attack. Recently, the Black Magic Clan's army had been pressing closer, and the Dark Demon Clan was also stirring, leaving him no room for carelessness.
To capture high-ranking members of both the Black Magic Clan and the Dark Demon Clan in one fell swoop would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
He lacked confidence in the strength of the Demon Dragon Palace but was very confident in the formations surrounding it.
In his mind, using those formations to trap the high-ranking members of both clans would be no problem at all.
Even if it came at a cost, it would be worth it.
However, he was also puzzled about why high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan and Dark Demon Clan had come here.
And how did they even get here?
Despite a hint of unease in his heart, it did not deter Jiang Lingjian's determination to go all in. The moment he sensed that the Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan had arrived together, countless thoughts flooded his mind, solidifying his resolve.
"Jiang Lingjian, if you want to seek death, feel free to try."
Wei Chen stepped forward, looking calmly at Jiang Lingjian. Previously, he had concealed himself among the high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan without releasing any Divine Power; thus, Jiang Lingjian had not noticed him and overlooked the threat hidden within the Black Magic Clan.
Now that Wei Chen stepped out openly without releasing his Divine Power—indeed, intentionally concealing it—Jiang Lingjian could not discern his true strength.
"Black Demon Wei Chen! Heh, I cannot deny that you are an unprecedented talent, but you should not have come to our Demon Dragon Palace seeking death!"
Upon seeing Wei Chen, Jiang Lingjian thought of his son who had died in the Arena. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he did not hide his anger and resentment.
Wei Chen said calmly, "Put away your formation. I can spare you, members of the Dragon Clan royal family. As for what happened back then, I only seek the person involved."
"What are we waiting for? Attack!"
Seeing that the formation was fully charged, Jiang Lingjian recklessly ordered an attack.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Chen lightly raised his hand. The formation surrounding the Demon Dragon Palace exploded instantly, killing all those controlling it.
In the next moment, a cold smile appeared on Wei Chen's lips as he pointed at the Demon Dragon Palace.
Jiang Lingjian turned around in shock. He saw the massive structure of the Demon Dragon Palace disintegrate into dust with a mere gesture from Wei Chen.
Everyone inside the Demon Dragon Palace was reduced to nothingness, their souls scattered.
This scene was beyond what Jiang Lingjian could have imagined, and even Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan were equally taken aback.
"Is this the power of a god?"
"It's truly overwhelming!"
"What could possibly stop him?"
The high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan felt both joy and concern. With Wei Chen's appearance, the situation in the Demon Realm had completely changed.
At this moment, they even felt a sense of unreality—was all of this really happening?
On the side of the Dark Demon Clan, unaware of Wei Chen's identity, they felt as if they were dreaming. Having inexplicably arrived here, witnessing the inexplicable explosion of formations, and seeing the once-mighty Demon Dragon Palace—standing for hundreds of thousands of years—turn to dust with just a flick of Wei Chen's finger…
"Am I dreaming?"
"How strong is Wei Chen, really?"
"Only a god from legends could achieve something like this, right?"
"Yeah, didn't he go to the Sea God Palace? Is there really a god in that Sea God Palace? And has he inherited it?"
The members of the Dark Demon Clan whispered among themselves, their gazes toward Wei Chen filled with fear. Only Ji Min looked at Wei Chen without fear, her admiration evident.
Jiang Lingjian was horrified to see the Demon Dragon Palace destroyed. What in the world was happening?
Jiang Lingjian glared at Wei Chen, his eyes filled with rage.
"Wei Chen, I've already given you a chance. If you refuse, then your entire Jiang Family will pay the price! Your family was responsible for my parents' deaths, wasn't it?" Wei Chen asked calmly as he looked at Jiang Lingjian.
Jiang Lingjian vehemently denied it. "It has nothing to do with our Jiang Family!"
"It doesn't matter. Regardless of what you say, all of you from the Jiang Family must die."
A cold smile appeared on Wei Chen's face as he flew into the air, looking down at Jiang Lingjian and everyone within the Black Magic Palace.
With just a glance, it seemed he could sweep over countless people, leaving an indelible mark in their Sea of Consciousness.
In Wei Chen's gaze, Jiang Lingjian saw a hint of mockery, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"The entire Demon Dragon Palace and everyone within it must accompany my parents to their graves!"
"Don't blame others; perhaps you shouldn't die, but I have no interest in determining who deserves to live and who deserves to die."
"You all shall die. My parents' revenge has been avenged."
Wei Chen extended a finger once more and calmly said, "My time is very precious!"
In the next moment, a scene that shocked the upper echelons of the Black Magic Clan and the Dark Demon Clan, as well as Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan, unfolded.
They witnessed everyone around them, including Demon Emperor Jiang Lingjian, swell up like balloons before bursting with a thunderous sound, transforming into blood and flesh that scattered everywhere like flowers...
That terrifying sight was something Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan would never forget.
Despite their considerable strength, especially Dark Mage, who was revered as the strongest in the Demon Realm, they were nothing compared to Wei Chen's current methods.
As they saw the blood splatter, Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan exchanged fearful glances, each reflecting terror in their eyes.
Even though Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan had a good relationship with Wei Chen, facing such a powerful Wei Chen made their hearts tremble.
The vengeance for his parents had come to an end. Wei Chen felt neither joy nor sorrow; killing all the high-ranking members of the Dragon Clan was merely the first step in his plan.
Wei Chen glanced at Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan with an apologetic look in his eyes. He said lightly, "Grandfather, Uncle, I apologize for alarming you. From now on, the Demon Realm will be peaceful forever; there will be no more internal wars. The Three Great Clans will be completely unified today."
Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan dared not respond; whatever Wei Chen said was absolute—what else could they do?
Dark Mage and his companions were somewhat reassured since Wei Chen was Dark Mage's own grandson and would surely stand by the Black Magic Clan. The unification of the Three Great Clans would undoubtedly benefit the Black Magic Clan the most. However, Ji Dingxuan and his group were less pleased; they sensed that the future of the Demon Realm would see Black Magic Clan standing alone at the forefront.
After all, how could one ignore the emergence of a god from Black Magic Clan?
Wei Chen's power was not human but divine. Those who had witnessed Wei Chen's miracles felt this deeply—Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan included.
Seeing their expressions, Wei Chen understood that restoring their previous harmony would be impossible in the short term. Perhaps it would never return to that state of harmony again.
But he had no choice; he had become the Boundary God of the Demon Realm. Dark Mage, Ji Dingxuan, and others regarded him with a certain degree of awe, and that was unchangeable.
A fleeting bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wei Chen's mouth. He no longer hesitated and soared into the sky, looking down upon the vast expanse of the Demon Realm.
He spread his arms wide, establishing a connection with the entire Demon Realm.
At this moment, he was the Demon Realm, and the Demon Realm was him; they were indistinguishable.
"I declare to all in the Demon Realm, whether human or Sea Tribe, put down your swords and blades. From this moment on, the Demon Realm shall be in eternal peace!"
A voice filled with boundless authority swept across the entire Demon Realm. Even those from the Sea Tribe deep within the Endless Sea, hundreds of thousands of miles away, could clearly hear Wei Chen's words.
"I am Wei Chen of the Black Magic Clan. From now on, I shall govern the Demon Realm as the Realm God of the Demon Domain! My commands will be the direction for all in this realm; none shall defy them!"
"You do not need to know what has transpired; you only need to understand that I am a god—the god of the Demon Realm. I will protect you, and you shall never suffer invasion from other Spatial Planes!"
A thread of Divine Power emanated from Wei Chen, spreading throughout the entire Demon Realm in an instant. Although his Divine Power was still weak, even a trace could control vast areas. Within the Demon Realm, Wei Chen's Divine Power permeated every corner; his words and commands resonated deeply within people's hearts.
An overwhelming aura enveloped the entire realm.
Everyone, including Dark Mage and Ji Dingxuan, knelt on their knees. The reverence that arose from their hearts made them disregard everything else—identity? Strength? Status?
Before a god, what did those things matter?
Wei Chen's words caused a tremendous stir throughout the Demon Realm.
Everyone knelt down, including soldiers from the Dragon Clan who were engaged in internal conflict; they all dropped their weapons and worshipped on their knees.
Wei Chen's image loomed like a world-destroying giant at the highest point of the Demon Realm, available for all to behold.
The image replaced the temple, visible to everyone at all times, far more powerful than the establishment of countless temples.
The terrifying Power of Belief crazily converged upon Wei Chen's image, being absorbed into his body.
In just a few breaths, the Divine Power Wei Chen absorbed was enough to dissolve one line of the formation left by the Secondary God.
However, that formation had hundreds of thousands of lines, and Wei Chen would need some time to gather enough Divine Power.
Creating an image at the pinnacle of the sky was taught to Wei Chen by the Senior Sea God. Although it required some Divine Power to maintain, it was more direct and faster, leaving no trace of the Power of Belief unutilized.
"From this moment on, the Demon Realm must unite as one, with swords drawn against outsiders. No longer shall brothers turn their blades against each other! The Human Race and Sea Tribe are both human groups within the Demon Realm, and there is no need for slaughter between us. The Three Great Clans, along with other tribes, will henceforth be collectively referred to as the Demon Clan. Only by uniting the Demon Clan and Sea Tribe can we unleash greater power!"
"The affairs of the Demon Clan will be jointly overseen by my grandfather, Dark Mage, and my uncle, Ji Dingxuan. From now on, anyone who reaches the Martial Emperor Realm can enter the Elder Council of the Demon Clan and have a say in its matters."
"Moreover, anyone who cultivates to reach the highest position within the Demon Clan, that of Demon Emperor, can also compete for it."
"The future Demon Clan will be one of fair competition where everyone has a chance."
Wei Chen issued numerous commands in succession, and everyone knelt in reverence as the Power of Belief surged even more wildly.
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