Silence blanketed the battlefield for several breaths.
Then—
“Roar—!!! The Ox King is invincible!!!”
“We won! We won! Heaven bless our people!”
“Kill! Slaughter these ancient remnants!”
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the modern demon alliance erupted into thunderous cheers and cries that nearly overturned the heavens and earth!
Despair instantly transformed into wild joy. Their shattered morale was infused with molten iron and reforged in an instant, becoming searingly fierce and frenzied!
Every demon warrior’s eyes were bloodshot as they gazed at the army of the Ancient Demon Court, their eyes blazing with the flames of vengeance and rekindled battle spirit!
Demon Emperor Yuan Tiangang was trembling with excitement. Gazing at that figure in the sky, standing like a divine pillar stabilizing the sea, he was almost moved to tears.
In contrast, every ancient demon soldier on the side of the Ancient Demon Court—including the Great Saints and Saint Kings—wore expressions of incredulous shock.
An ancient Quasi-Emperor had actually been defeated?
He had even been blasted from the sky, with his life or death still unknown?
The terrifying wild bull hovering overhead had an aura even more frightening than before!
The offensive that had originally advanced with unstoppable momentum had also slowed.
The Ancient Imperial Prince stood atop the bronze chariot. His usually indifferent and transcendent face twitched ever so slightly as his eyes remained fixed on the massive crater in the distance, where smoke and dust soared into the heavens.
Then he suddenly turned toward Lao Huang in the sky. For the first time, a trace of wariness flickered deep within his eyes.
But he quickly forced it down and returned his expression to its usual icy calm.
Just then—
“Buzz…”
Deep within the bronze ancient city, in that absolute darkness into which not even light could penetrate, a terrifying presence—older and more powerful than the Golden-Robed Quasi-Emperor—slowly awakened and began to spread.
The mere leakage of a trace of its aura caused the modern demons, who had been cheering moments before, to fall silent as though their throats had been seized.
The cheers abruptly ceased. Even Lao Huang turned slightly, a grave look flashing through his bull’s eyes.
Yet this aura lingered for only a brief moment before slowly receding like a retreating tide, vanishing once more into that bottomless darkness as though it had never appeared.
But the lingering might it left behind was like a cold brand etched into the hearts of every living being.
The foundations of the Ancient Demon Court were unfathomably deep!
Immediately afterward, an obscure fluctuation spread through the air. Moments later, the Ancient Imperial Prince’s voice rang out once more.
This time, it clearly carried across the entire battlefield, devoid of all emotion.
“Clashing imperial weapons would only bring needless slaughter and offend the harmony of Heaven. Since that is the case, let us use another method to decide who shall rule the Southern Domain.”
His gaze swept over the ecstatic modern demons, then passed over Lao Huang, whose aura soared into the heavens.
“Seven days from now, right here. Each side will send ten prodigies under the age of one hundred to fight ten matches. The side with more victories shall win.”
“If our Demon Court prevails, the countless demons of the Southern Domain must acknowledge the Ancient Demon Court as their supreme ruler, join our ranks, and obey our commands.”
“But if your side wins…”
His tone paused briefly, and his voice turned even colder.
“My Ancient Demon Court will cease its campaign. The Southern Domain will be divided in two, with each side ruling its own territory.”
“As for the candidates…”
The corners of his lips curled into a cold smile. His gaze seemed to pass casually over Xiao Ruobai and the others as he added clearly:
“There will be no restrictions on race. Human cultivators may participate as well.”
The moment these words were spoken, the entire battlefield was thrown into an uproar!
A battle between prodigies! Ten combatants on each side!
And the wager was the future of the entire demon race in the Southern Domain!
The Ancient Imperial Prince’s final statement, specifically pointing out that humans could participate, was clearly meant to drag Xiao Ruobai and the other human prodigies into this earth-shaking gamble that would determine the fate of the Southern Domain!
After the Ancient Imperial Prince’s voice faded, the battlefield once again fell into deathly silence. Only the mournful sound of wind rolling across the scorched earth emphasized the immense weight of the wager.
Everyone wore hesitant expressions. Prodigies under a hundred years old were already rare, and ten duels meant gambling with the future strength of their entire race.
The Demon Emperor tightened his grip around the faintly trembling Demon Emperor Bell and forced himself to speak, his voice carrying across the battlefield.
“Ancient Imperial Prince, do you truly mean what you say? You will not renege?”
“The Ancient Demon Court always keeps its word.”
Standing atop the bronze chariot, the Ancient Imperial Prince’s golden eyes were cold as frost.
“But should your side dare to avoid the battle or secretly replace any contestant with someone over the age limit, it will be regarded as a surrender. At that time, our side will activate the imperial weapon and flatten the Southern Domain!”
Before his voice had even faded, the bronze ancient city trembled faintly, as if confirming his words. That obscure aura that had slept for countless ages once again spread faintly through the air, intimidating everyone present.
In the sky, Lao Huang’s enormous true form slowly descended. All four hooves stepped onto the void.
Its aura gradually drew inward, yet it still radiated the suffocating pressure of a Quasi-Emperor.
Its scarlet bull’s eyes swept over the Ancient Imperial Prince before glancing at the anxious modern demons below. With a roar that caused ripples to spread through the void, it declared:
“Then let’s make the wager! I, Lao Huang, will be watching. If anyone dares play tricks, they’ll get a taste of my hoof first!”
Although its vital energy had been depleted somewhat by the battle, it remained the most reliable pillar of support at that moment. Its words acted like a stabilizing pill, slightly calming the restless modern demons.
On the cliff, Xiao Ruobai’s brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Ling Xi’s cold gaze swept toward the depths of the bronze ancient city before returning to the Ancient Imperial Prince’s seemingly placid face. Her slender fingers curled silently.
Something was wrong.
The wager appeared fair. In fact, it seemed even more advantageous to the modern demons, who had just won a battle and had Lao Huang standing guard over them.
Seven days. Ten duels. And especially that final line, which seemed magnanimous but had deliberately emphasized that humans could participate.
This did not resemble a forced compromise.
It seemed more like a stage that had been prepared long ago.
“What are they trying to do?”
Fang Hanyu also wore a puzzled expression as he asked, “They’re wagering the territory of the entire Southern Domain just to fight ten matches? And they specifically allowed humans to participate?”
Xiao Ruobai’s gaze deepened as he slowly shook his head.
“There must be a deeper meaning beneath the surface. Their objective is definitely not so simple.”
But for the moment, he was unable to see through the layers of mist concealing the truth.
Only a warning born from the depths of his instincts continued to ring silently.
Ling Xi remained silent for a moment before speaking coldly.
“Let’s observe and wait. Within these seven days, the truth will surely reveal itself.”
With the wager settled, the suffocating tension on the battlefield finally eased somewhat. In its place came the exhaustion and devastation left behind by the temporary halt in hostilities.
The army of the Ancient Demon Court withdrew toward the bronze ancient city like a receding tide.
Among the retreating forces, those modern demons who had already pledged themselves to the Ancient Demon Court stood out particularly conspicuously and pitifully.
Mixed in with the ancient demon troops, they followed them away. Many were wounded, their expressions panicked and their eyes evasive as they dared not meet the gazes of their former kin.
Immense fear and uncertainty about the future churned within their hearts, leaving them with a bitter mixture of emotions.
During the chaotic battle, they had been treated as cannon fodder and suffered devastating casualties.
Now they were rejected by both sides. All they could do was grit their teeth and follow their new master down this path to the end.
On the side of the modern demons, the joy of surviving the calamity gradually subsided, replaced by immense grief and frantic activity.
When they saw the figures of those traitors, their eyes filled with undisguised contempt and hatred.
Across the scorched earth, the smoke had yet to disperse. The stench of blood mingled with the bitterness of betrayal, so thick that it seemed impossible to dissolve.
A scene of utter devastation stretched across the battlefield.
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