The Four Great Demon Lords made their grand entrance.
East Extreme Demon Lord appeared before the crowd with an air of languid indifference, his steps slow and unhurried, as though the entire world held no significance to him.
South End Demon Lord emerged with elegance, adorned in resplendent robes, exuding an aura of nobility.
West Extreme Demon Lord manifested in an enigmatic and unfathomable manner, slipping into existence almost unnoticed, as if materializing from the void itself.
North End Demon Lord descended from the skies with deliberate, measured steps, each footfall radiating an overwhelming presence.
The four Demon Lords took their seats at the four corners of the high platform, their domineering postures befitting the pinnacle of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s might. Naturally, their prestige demanded such a display.
Next came the Left and Right Envoys.
Right Envoy: "Our turn."
Left Envoy: "Indeed."
Right Envoy stepped forward swiftly.
Yet Left Envoy remained unmoving.
By the time Right Envoy realized, it was too late to turn back—he had already been seen by the crowd.
His mind was filled with confusion. Why hadn’t Left Envoy come out?
Impossible. They had coordinated countless times before—how could there be a misstep now?
With no other choice, Right Envoy took his position and waited for Left Envoy.
Left Envoy, after a deliberate pause, finally strode forth with an expression of arrogance and unshakable confidence.
Suddenly, an inexplicable wave of deafening cheers erupted from below.
Earlier, when the Four Demon Lords and Right Envoy had appeared, there had been no such uproar. Why now?
Some were baffled, but with so many others shouting, staying silent would seem improper. Eventually, they too joined in.
Left Envoy continued forward, his steps steady, his posture upright, exuding an aura of indomitable might.
As the cheers reached their peak, he made his dazzling entrance, sweeping his gaze across the surroundings as if reveling in the spotlight.
Witnessing this, Right Envoy’s face instantly darkened.
"You pull this stunt without me? So much for over a decade of partnership."
He snorted coldly, refusing to acknowledge Left Envoy.
Left Envoy, however, ignored him entirely.
While Left Envoy’s grand display was impressive, there was one problem—the Demon Sovereign had yet to appear. Naturally, the Demon Sovereign’s reception couldn’t be allowed to pale in comparison.
Yet when Demon Sovereign Jiang Ningshu finally emerged, some in the crowd fell silent, ceasing their cheers.
The difference in enthusiasm was palpable—far weaker than before.
Some titled Heavenly Demons were bewildered. Were they trying to provoke the Demon Sovereign’s wrath?
Those who had witnessed Jiang Ningshu’s power knew better than to offend her. They raised their voices in an attempt to compensate, but numbers mattered—no matter how loud the few were, the slight remained.
Left Envoy allowed himself a faint smile, noticed by others on the platform.
A suspicion arose—Left Envoy was scheming.
Indeed, many in the crowd were already his followers.
This time, Left Envoy no longer concealed his ambitions. Surface appearances had to be maintained.
Demon Sovereign Jiang Ningshu finally took her place at the center of the platform.
She paid no mind to the cheers. Had it not been for Su Luo’s insistence, she wouldn’t have bothered attending.
With everyone assembled, the meeting began.
Yet Left Envoy stepped forward first, declaring, "Today, I bring earth-shattering news."
Right Envoy and the Four Demon Lords had already guessed his intentions. For him to speak before the Demon Sovereign was a blatant power play.
The crowd fell silent.
Left Envoy calmly announced, "The allied sects outside are of little concern. What I reveal now is far more shocking."
The entire assembly held its breath.
Left Envoy pointed at Jiang Ningshu. "The Demon Sovereign has lost her cultivation!"
Jiang Ningshu: "That’s right. I have."
Left Envoy: "Therefore, I hereby declare myself the new Demon Sovereign."
East Extreme Demon Lord: "I support this."
Jiang Ningshu: "No. Even without my cultivation, I remain your Demon Sovereign."
Left Envoy: "Ridiculous. Take her away."
Jiang Ningshu: "You dare treat me like this? You’ll regret this!"
Left Envoy: "Escort her out. Once we’ve repelled the allied sects, I will personally execute the former Demon Sovereign. She has deceived us for far too long—the price must be paid."
East Extreme Demon Lord seized Jiang Ningshu. Despite her struggles, she was powerless to resist and was dragged away, vanishing from sight.
"From this day forth, I am the new Demon Sovereign!" Left Envoy unleashed his oppressive aura, declaring his rule with unshakable authority.
His supporters below immediately erupted in cheers.
Those on the platform, however, were stunned.
Wait—wasn’t this all moving a bit too fast?
More importantly, since when had East Extreme Demon Lord sided with Left Envoy?
Left Envoy ignored their shock and continued.
"From now on, fear not. Even without the former Demon Sovereign, we will crush the allied sects."
"Trust in me. As your new Demon Sovereign, I will prove my strength."
"Now, disperse and prepare."
His followers were the first to leave.
Some titled Heavenly Demons remained skeptical. How could the Demon Sovereign lose her cultivation?
Yet she had offered no proof of her power.
The heavens had shifted too abruptly—how could the Demon Sovereign fall so easily? It was too much to accept.
But they were mere titled Heavenly Demons, no match for Left Envoy. Even if they wished to stand for Jiang Ningshu, she had to prove herself first.
After a moment’s hesitation, the remaining Heavenly Demons departed to make preparations.
Yet those on the platform were not so quick to leave.
Right Envoy demanded, "What’s the meaning of this, Left Envoy? You no longer consult us before acting?"
Before Left Envoy could respond, a fierce fist suddenly shot toward Right Envoy with devastating force.
Right Envoy blocked it. "What are you doing?"
East Extreme Demon Lord, who had returned, smirked. "I should be asking you. He is now the Demon Sovereign—there is no more Left Envoy. Address him with respect."
Right Envoy was baffled. Since when had East Extreme Demon Lord become Left Envoy’s staunch defender?
Weren’t they at each other’s throats before?
Hadn’t it been his vote that thwarted Left Envoy’s previous schemes?
Left Envoy—now the Demon Sovereign—spoke. "There is no need to consult you. The matter was already decided—three votes to two. Unless you wish to revote?"
Right Envoy scoffed. "No need. You are the Demon Sovereign now."
What else was there to say? The deed was done. He couldn’t fathom how Left Envoy had won East Extreme Demon Lord over.
South End Demon Lord interjected, "Very well. Then, Demon Sovereign, what is your plan?"
Facing the siege of the allied sects, he wanted to know Left Envoy’s strategy.
Left Envoy smiled confidently. "Hmph. Everything has been arranged. All you need to do is fight. Victory will be ours."
In truth, Su Luo had made no arrangements. Defeat was inevitable—why bother? Let them fend for themselves.
But a cryptic answer would suffice.
His unwavering confidence convinced the others that some hidden scheme was in play.
After all, as the newly ascended Demon Sovereign, he wouldn’t risk humiliation so soon.
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