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The national founding ceremony concluded successfully, with Chen Zhisheng officially crowned as the Emperor of Chen Kingdom, while Chen Feng was appointed as the Grand General. This arrangement was a decision made after careful consideration by both of them.
With internal affairs stabilizing in Chen Kingdom, Chen Moxuan began addressing external threats, particularly the issues posed by the demon race, the monster race, and the Xianyuan Holy Continent. He decided to adopt a strategy of tackling easier challenges first, focusing initially on the monster race.
At this time, Chen Feng had already led the Di Sha Zhan Bu southward. This decision was made because, although the Silverwing Roc had reached the Eternal Life Realm, its cultivation had stagnated for thousands of years, and its strength had not increased. In contrast, taking the life of Tiger Brother or Xiao Bai Long would be a piece of cake.
The monster race was the first tough nut he intended to crack.
Meanwhile, in the territory of the southern human clans, the Silverwing Roc led the Demon Army like dark clouds looming over the land, occupying every corner. The Human Clan here lived in dire straits, their faces etched with fear and despair. Once prosperous villages now lay in ruins, smoke from cooking fires no longer rose into the air; instead, a thick miasma of demonic energy enveloped everything.
The Human Clan was treated like livestock by the monster race, forced to toil day and night. Any sign of discontent was met with brutal whippings. The cries of children and the laments of the elderly wove together a sorrowful symphony. The sky over southern lands seemed perpetually shrouded in gloom; sunlight could no longer penetrate the heavy miasma to reach the earth below.
In the eyes of the Human Clan, the spark of hope had faded away, replaced by numbness and helplessness. They yearned for salvation and longed for a day when they could see daylight again, but the harsh reality forced them to endure in silence.
The Silverwing Roc sat on its throne surrounded by swirling demonic energy, coldly observing all that transpired below without a trace of compassion in his heart. The suffering of the Human Clan on this land seemed to be a norm under his rule.
His gaze swept over the monster clan leaders below before finally resting on Fire Serpent Demon. A glint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he spoke in a voice as cold as frost: "Fire Serpent Demon, you and your subordinates must break through Fallen Heaven Sacred Land as soon as possible. That land is key to our further expansion."
Upon hearing this, Fire Serpent Demon briefly showed a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. He bowed respectfully and replied with utmost deference: "Yes, my lord! Fallen Heaven Sacred Land is near Da Ao Kingdom—oh no, it should be called Chen Kingdom now."
A few days ago, I heard that the Chen Kingdom has been established, and I also heard that the Chen Family has some history behind them.
Before I could finish speaking, the Silverwing Roc waved its massive hand, sending a fierce gust of wind that knocked the leader of the Fire Serpent Demon Clan flying.
"Go if I tell you to go!"
The leader of the Fire Serpent Demon Clan hurriedly returned, and even though he was covered in injuries, he quickly knelt on the ground.
"My lord, please don’t be angry. It was Little Demon who spoke out of turn."
The Silverwing Roc nodded in satisfaction, its gaze sweeping over the Demon Army below, its voice filled with authority.
"I want the Chen Kingdom to know that our demon race is not something they can provoke lightly. Once we break through the Fallen Heaven Sacred Land, we will march straight to the borders of the Chen Kingdom and make them aware of our might!"
Upon hearing this, the Demon Army below erupted into deafening roars, their eyes gleaming with fervor for battle and plunder.
A cold smile crept across the Silverwing Roc's lips.
At that moment, a shadow slowly emerged behind the Silverwing Roc, its voice low and cautious: "My lord, Chen Moxuan may not be anything special, but his master is an Immortal Emperor. We have already suffered defeat at the hands of an Immortal Emperor once; without external aid, it would be difficult for us to contend with him using only our own strength. Moreover, we barely escaped from Ten Thousand Demons Mountain; if we expose ourselves again, it could bring about even greater disaster. Perhaps it would be wiser to hide for now and wait for a better opportunity."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of gloom passed through the Silverwing Roc's eyes. However, as it recalled the mysterious figure who had come to visit not long ago and painted a bright future for it while promising powerful assistance, its gaze turned fierce.
The strength of that individual was something it had never encountered before; it filled it with both fear and desire.
After a moment of silence, a cold smile returned to its lips: "Hide? No! Our demon race will no longer need to hide from now on. So what if Chen Moxuan's master is an Immortal Emperor? This time, we have allies; we will surely succeed."
"This time, I must let Chen Moxuan and his descendants know that the iron hooves of our demon race are about to trample their land!"
Its voice was filled with determination and madness, as if it could already foresee the dawn of victory.
As this concluded, the leader of the Fire Serpent Demon Clan slowly walked out of the newly constructed Yao God Temple.
The pain coursing through its body made it grimace. Just then, another serpent demon suddenly rushed over and collided with it, nearly causing it to cry out in agony. Looking up, it was none other than its daughter, Yi Lian.
The impact from Yi Lian only added to its already frayed temper. It glared at her and scolded, "Why are you always so reckless? Can't you learn from your composed brothers?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Lian quickly lowered her head, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes. She pointed to the ground and explained, "Look, there's rotten flesh and blood all over the ground. I really didn't mean to! What should we do next?"
The clan leader, Fire Serpent Demon, furrowed his brow as he glanced at the bloody mess on the ground, dismissing it. The conflict between humans and demons had always been fierce; humans killed demons, and demons killed humans without pause. Their dominance in the Southern Wilderness required such iron-fisted methods to intimidate those rebellious human clans.
"You ask what we will do next?" Fire Serpent Demon's voice was deep and powerful. "The king has given the order; we must breach the Fallen Heaven Sacred Land. That is crucial for our clan's further expansion."
"And this time," he continued, "the king has chosen me to lead the charge."
Yi Lian's eyes widened with shock and fear. She quickly protested, "Father, doesn't that make us cannon fodder? Those demons who escaped from Ten Thousand Demons Mountain are powerful; they never take the lead in battle. If they encounter tough opponents this time, won't they just hold back?"
Fire Serpent Demon shook his head helplessly. He understood that Yi Lian's concerns were not unfounded. In their clan, strength often dictated status. Those demons who had escaped from Ten Thousand Demons Mountain were all formidable; naturally, they were reluctant to take such risks.
"Yi Lian," he said firmly, "remember that our clan does not need the weak." His voice was resolute. "The king chose me to lead because he trusts me. I must lead our people to prove our worth."
After hearing this, Yi Lian felt a whirlwind of emotions, her head spinning with worry. Thoughts of that mysterious man who had captured her and the imposing crimson tiger filled her mind with dread for her father's safety. She knew that whether in Fallen Heaven Sacred Land or among the people of Chen Kingdom, there were many experts; her father’s journey could very well be fraught with peril.
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