“Shen… What did you say? Say it again.”

An Fan took a deep breath and growled.

The True Demon was surprised by his strong reaction.

Still, he didn’t dare defy a powerhouse like An Fan.

He quickly responded, “Shen Mo. That human is called Shen Mo.”

“Can I go now?”

An Fan forcibly steadied himself, waving his hand. “Go, go.”

Only then did the demon hurry away.

An Fan stood there, staring at the busy demon crowd, a deep sense of bitterness welling up in his heart.

Shen Mo!

It was Shen Mo again!

Why was it always him?

He had worked so hard, trained so diligently—yet he still couldn’t catch up to Shen Mo.

No.

He wasn’t even seeing Shen Mo’s shadow anymore.

He couldn’t even see his heels.

Shen Mo had already become a Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivator.

To match that, one would need to be at the Demon Emperor Realm.

But for him to break into the Demon Emperor Realm—even with his talent—was a near-impossible task.

“How… did he manage it?”

An Fan wanted to cry, despair filling his heart.

…

First Demon Palace.

At the round table, only three figures remained.

The First Great Sky Demon An Cang, the Sixth Great Sky Demon An Chen, and the Seventh Great Sky Demon An Wei.

None of the three spoke.

After a long silence, An Chen finally said calmly, “How goes the search for the Demon Emperor’s left arm?”

An Wei replied flatly, “We’ve recovered only half of it. The other half’s whereabouts are unknown.”

An Chen frowned. “Didn’t you say the Demon Emperor’s left arm is connected to the main body? That it would return on its own?”

An Wei fell silent.

An Cang suddenly spoke. “Old Six, you betrayed Old Five.”

An Chen shook his head. “An Wu was doomed to die. I didn’t betray him—I preserved my strength.”

“If I had stayed, I’d have been seriously injured, if not dead.”

An Cang continued, “But you left early, which led to An Mie’s death. How do you explain that?”

An Chen shook his head. “His death had nothing to do with me. He was reckless.”

An Cang said coldly, “Then the Demon Emperor’s blood within the left arm—none of it will be yours.”

An Chen’s expression remained calm.

He had expected this outcome.

After all, what he had done was far from honorable.

Besides, even without the Demon Emperor’s blood, he had other gains.

So many Great Sky Demons had fallen—their territories were in chaos.

He had already ordered his subordinates to prepare to take over those lands.

“The remaining five Great Sky Demons will each receive two drops of the Demon Emperor’s blood. This was promised from the beginning.”

An Cang said calmly, “Second and Eighth are almost done reviving the Demon Emperor’s left leg.”

“Fourth has already revived the right leg.”

“I will personally deliver the blood to them.”

“Despite the heavy losses, the most important part of the plan is complete.”

“Next, we must revive the Demon Emperor’s torso and head.”

“You two will take care of them respectively.”

“There must be no more accidents this time.”

An Chen and An Wei paused for a moment before nodding. “Alright. We accept.”

An Cang continued, “The humans have gained another Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivator. They’ll definitely press the offensive while the momentum is in their favor.”

“That gives us an excuse to contract our forces.”

“There are some worthless areas—we can give those up.”

An Wei was stunned. “Just hand them over? There are plenty of valuable resources in the Demon Suppression Sea.”

“What if they produce another Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivator?”

An Cang shook his head. “That one who suddenly appeared is strange. I never foresaw his emergence.”

“But after him, there won’t be another Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivator.”

“If they want to use the treasures of the Demon Suppression Sea, they’ll have to pay the price.”

An Chen seemed to ponder something. “You mean…”

An Cang replied calmly, “The deeper the layer, the more intense the demonic qi within the spiritual treasures.”

“To acquire those treasures, the humans will have to pay a steep price.”

“Besides, aren’t there many demonized beasts in the deeper layers?”

“Let them deal with those.”

Hearing this, both An Chen and An Wei nodded.

Many of those demonized beasts in the deep layers were no weaker than Demon Emperors.

They didn’t obey the demon race.

Even Great Sky Demons found them troublesome.

The Demon Suppression Guards were unfamiliar with the maps of the deep layers.

If they blindly wandered in, they were sure to provoke these beasts, sparking conflict.

The guards would suffer massive casualties.

And just like that, An Cang’s goal would be achieved.

“This council is over. Once Father Demon’s torso and head are revived, we’ll return here.”

An Cang said casually.

“How long will it take?” An Chen asked.

“About fifteen years,” An Cang answered.

“Very well. See you then.”

…

In the murky, pitch-black waters of the Demon Suppression Sea—

A sturdy figure streaked swiftly through the depths.

His presence immediately drew the attention of the demonized beasts.

Grotesque and massive, the beasts began to converge on him.

“Out of my way.”

The figure growled.

A sharp spear-light erupted from his body.

Clang!

Several nearby beasts froze instantly.

In the next moment, they were pierced through and torn apart.

Blood sprayed through the water.

Beasts in the distance shuddered at the sight, whipped their tails, and fled far away.

“Phew, so this is the Demon Suppression Sea?”

“As expected… not a pleasant place.”

Lü Dongxuan looked around—nothing but endless darkness. There was never any light.

Since leaving the continent and entering the ocean, he had drifted aimlessly.

His cultivation rose steadily, and now he had reached the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.

Along the way, he had stumbled upon a sea eye in the East Sea.

Passing through it had brought him to the Demon Suppression Sea.

He wasn’t entirely sure why he’d come here.

He only felt that something was calling to him from this direction.

‘In my past life, I was the spirit of the Demon-Hunting Spear.’

‘With so many demons here, is it my fate to slay them all?’

‘If so, then so be it.’

‘I remember… my junior brother was drafted into the Demon Suppression Sea, wasn’t he?’

‘I wonder when I’ll get to see him again.’

Lü Dongxuan smacked his lips and continued forward.

…

Months later, at Xuanwu Fortress—

The Demon Suppression Guards had gathered atop the walls, gazing out over the calm Demon Suppression Sea.

It was midsummer.

The sea stretched endlessly, with only a few lonely islands standing still above the waves.

Wu Zhanyun and Li Heitan stood with the rest of the guards atop the wall.

Their expressions were filled with excitement.

“I heard Brother Shen is coming back today?” Li Heitan said, nearly trembling with anticipation.

Wu Zhanyun sighed emotionally. “Yeah. It’s been years… finally, we get to see him again.”

Li Heitan could hardly contain himself. “And I heard he’s earned some incredible merit!”

“And! He’s apparently already stepped into the Dharma Manifestation Realm! He even formed a super powerful manifestation!”

Wu Zhanyun was just about to speak when—

A tall Demon Suppression Guard nearby overheard and interjected with dissatisfaction.

“What are you talking about?”

“Who said Commander Shen only has one manifestation?”

“I heard he has two! One is a giant elephant, the other a great river. Both are terrifying!”

“That giant elephant—when it stomps, the heavens and earth shake!”

“That great river—its water reverses and sweeps away a million demons!”

“When the demons see Commander Shen’s manifestations, they bawl in terror, piss themselves, and run for their lives!”

Wu Zhanyun was dumbfounded. “Two manifestations? That powerful? No way…”

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