Chapter 749: 743, Demon Race rebellion, begins! "This—"
The guards who entered the room were dumbfounded upon witnessing the scene.
Weren’t several of these men the trusted aides under Bo Lian?
Why were they all killed today?
Why?
But alas, confusion aside, astonishment aside, they were only mere soldiers.
All they could do was follow orders, carry out the bodies, and expose them publicly as per Bo Lian’s command.
While the bodies were being exposed, Bo Lian was on his way to seek out the three Silver Level Chiefs.
Recently, the Demon Realm’s forces were growing increasingly fierce, pushing the battle lines to the edge of the Demon Realm entrance, with Demon Kings comparable to Half-Step Earth Unrestricted appearing, leading the three Silver Level Chiefs to enter the Demon Realm.
In any case, the blame was already being borne by the dead; he now only needed to plead guilty, at most being reprimanded for poor personnel management.
Consequently, what he would gain is more power and benefits.
With the death of the four Silver Level Chiefs, surely a significant portion of their power and wealth would fall into his lap.
At least until a new Silver Level Chief was appointed.
During this process, he could completely transform it into his own asset.
In truth, he should thank Wen Ping.
No matter how strong you are, Wen Ping, so what?
Anyway, he wouldn’t dare provoke any longer, nor go to East Lake.
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Now let’s talk about the Demon Realm.
The unrest in the Demon Realm was slowly expanding, within days growing from a small part into a massive group.
Many Great Demons were behind the scenes propelling everything forward because none wished to be ruled by a weakling.
Even if he possessed the Demon Emperor’s lineage.
But Huaikong is not the only one with Demon Emperor’s lineage.
There is Shifeng.
There is Li Pass.
It could even be Ying Zhao.
Regarding this, Shifeng had never expressed any opinions.
Neither participating nor supporting, just silently observing everything.
At this moment, he was more curious about Huaikong’s whereabouts.
Huaikong had disappeared for three days.
Within these three days, regardless of what occurred in the Demon Realm, Huaikong was absent.
He was now curious, what was Huaikong doing?
Is this the attitude of a Demon Emperor?
If so, if Immortal Sect did not replace the Demon Emperor, he would certainly request to do so, even at the cost.
After all, the Demon Race’s future requires a strong and astute, yet responsible Demon Emperor.
He didn’t want to witness the Demon Race crushed under the Human Race’s feet, captured at any time as mounts, as tools, even as playthings.
Meanwhile, Huaikong still kneeled before the Nuwa Statue.
Behind him lay the Demon Race’s land.
Above him was the boundless sky.
Apart from him, there were no other demons around.
By the third day, a thumb-sized golden Demon Pill was already condensed within Huaikong’s body, and the Demon Pill was subtly transforming Huaikong using Demon Power.
The transition from an ordinary demon to a true Demon Cultivator, a Demon Immortal, is inherently a lengthy cultivation process.
But now, Huaikong must suddenly transform, starting with his own body.
Huaikong must adapt to the Demon Power within the Demon Pill, rather than later requiring a clumsy process to become familiar with it.
Though slow, by the third day, the breath leaking from Huaikong’s body was already comparable to a strong Mountain Suppression Realm expert.
This was something even the most talented individuals, no matter how strong their lineage, couldn’t achieve within ten or twenty years among the Demon Race.
Yet Huaikong was breaking this law.
When Wen Ping saw this scene, he was surprised, yet more expectant.
He suddenly became very curious about what kind of fortune Huaikong might obtain.
Simultaneously, Wen Ping noticed the happenings in the Demon Realm, where a rebellious force was gathering, amassing tens of thousands of demons within a few days.