If there was a storm raging on the cliff, Fang Zhengzhi would be at the center of it. This was a storm fueled by a strong killing intent.
The chilling wind and the torrential rain caused Yun Qingwu's dress to flutter in the wind.
No one was willing to go near her. However, Yun Qingwu took another step forward. After taking the first step, she took the second step resolutely.
She was like a small boat in a storm.
It was lonely and small, but it continued to sway up and down in the raging waves. No matter how strong the storm was, it still couldn't make this small boat sink to the bottom of the sea.
"Fang Zhengzhi, if you want to kill Qingwu, you will have to do it over my dead body!" At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out. This voice wasn't too loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears at this time.
Then, a trembling figure stood up from the ground and stood between Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu.
There were three figures on the cliff.
The only person who could stand out at this moment and stand between Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu was the young Vice Domain Chief who was half-kneeling on the ground.
However, this time, the young Vice Domain Chief did not address Yun Qingwu as "Young Lord". Instead, he called her by her name, and it was even Qingwu's name.
However, Yun Qingwu did not look like she was going to punish him.
It was not just Yun Qingwu. Even Bai Xing, Wu Ji, and the dozens of demon elites were not too surprised when they heard Si Ponan's words.
Because...
His name was Si Ponan!
"Si Ponan? That young demon... is surnamed Si?! "
"Could it be that Si?"
"If his name is correct, then it must be. There is only one family in the entire demon race with the surname Si, and only one family dares to do so!"
All of the candidates who were staring intently at Feng Su Cliff were shocked when they heard Si Ponan's words.
The demon world was different from the human world.
If the human dynasty world was passed down from father to son, then from son to grandson, then the demon race was a tripartite world jointly managed by the three great families.
This had something to do with the fertility of the Demon Race, because no one could be sure that the Demon Emperor of this generation would give birth to a direct descendant.
Furthermore, even if he really did give birth to direct descendants, there wouldn't be too many of them. At most, there would be one or two. In that case, among these one or two descendants, whether there would be descendants who could take on the heavy responsibilities of the Demon Emperor was another problem.
Therefore …
Under such circumstances, the Devil Race also developed into a rule that was jointly governed by the three great families.
If the descendants of one family were not enough to take up the responsibility, then they would be chosen from the other two families. The selection criteria included cultivation, prestige, and contributions to the Devil Race.
Therefore, after each Demon Emperor passed away, the surname of the next Demon Emperor might not be the same as that of the previous Demon Emperor, even if the current Demon Emperor had descendants.
These three great families were the Yun Family, Si Family, and Yu Family.
Si …
Si as in Si Kong, the Demon Emperor!
It was rumored that during the reign of Demon Emperor Si Kong, the Demon Race was at its peak. The Demon Army even approached the Flame Capital City, and the human world was on the brink of collapse.
During that battle, the entire Ten Mile Lake outside the Flame Capital City was stained red with blood.
But in the end, Demon Emperor Si Kong still died. He died under the sword of Sagely Battle God Meng Tian.
And now …
The sword glowed with a demonic purple light. The tip of the sword was pointed at Si Ponan's throat, the blade still smelling of Si Ponan's blood.
"Kaboom!"
Purple lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating Si Ponan's face. His face was deathly pale. He looked weak, but he was determined.
"Fang Zhengzhi, I know that humans and demons are irreconcilable. Come, I, Si Ponan, will not blink. We are the noblest demons in the world!" Si Ponan's hand trembled as he held the Spectre Blade. He had no more energy to raise it. Just standing there took all of his energy.
Even so, he stood up, allowing the torrential rain to wash over him. His footing became more and more stable.
"Si Ponan?"
"Si …"
"Die!"
"..."
Fang Zhengzhi murmured softly. The sword that he had already raised stopped abruptly in mid-air. The sword in his eyes began to spin even more crazily.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but when the sword spun crazily, the rich purple surrounding the sword seemed to be stirred up by the spinning sword. Circles of purple spread out like a whirlpool.
"Hum!"
"Hum!"
"..."
The ripple of killing intent surrounding his body became chaotic. One moment, it was sharp, the next, it seemed like it was about to retract itself into his body.
"Kaboom!"
Thunder rumbled and the sound shook the heavens.
At this moment, the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand started to vibrate. A crisp sword hum was heard and the devilish purple light shone even more crazily.
It seemed to be a struggle, a contradictory struggle …
"What's wrong with Fang Zhengzhi? Why isn't he attacking? This is a great opportunity! Even if Si Ponan is blocking him, he won't be able to do anything! "
"Is he afraid of revenge from Si Ponan's family? I don't think so. He should be more afraid of the Yun family! "
"Is he trying to show mercy to Yun Qingwu? That's not right … if he really wanted to let Yun Qingwu go, why did he block her? If he doesn't go up, who would dare to force him up? "
"No, no … Fang Zhengzhi doesn't look right!"
"Ever since he woke up, he's been acting weird, hasn't he?"
"This is different. Look … his aura is fluctuating wildly, almost as if he is not in control."
"Could it be that he has expended too much energy and is unable to control it?"
All of the candidates looked at the purple light on the cliff and the murderous aura radiating from Fang Zhengzhi's body. They were all confused.
Xing Qingsui, Xing Yuanguo, Nangong Hao, Bai Xing, and Wu Ji were equally confused. However, Xing Qingsui's confusion was mixed with a sense of urgency.
Wu Ji's confusion was mixed with a sense of elation.
A glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel.
The Demon Race was indeed ruled by the three big families. Yun Qingwu was not the most powerful disciple among the three big families, but she had the most prestige.
She was the only one.
If the current Demon Lord was the symbol of power, then Yun Qingwu was the brains of the Demon Race. Furthermore, she was the brains of the three main families.
In fact, even though Yun Qingwu's birth was glorious, she was not as outstanding as one would expect. Part of the reason was because of her gender.
Part of the reason was because of her talent in cultivation.
Average.
She was rather ordinary and did not stand out at all. Although she was not at the bottom, Yun Qingwu's childhood did not attract any attention in the Demon Race which was full of geniuses, especially in the three big families of the Demon Race.
Even though her father was the Demon Lord!
None of the demons would hope that Yun Qingwu, who had such an ordinary talent in cultivation, would one day inherit the position of the Demon Lord.
Even her father had the same thought.
Unlike the human world...
The Demon Race did not care too much about the bloodline. As such, Yun Qingwu's father focused more on the other children of the Yun Family.
His goal was to ensure that the Yun Family could continue to prosper.
Yun Qingwu did not care too much about this either. She was born into such a prestigious family. She could live her life as a princess.
Until one day, she saw her father's gloomy face in the study. It was a kind of loss, an expression of extreme haggardness.
As the Demon Lord...
Father, in Yun Qingwu's eyes, had always been a high and mighty existence. Father, he was the Demon Lord of the Demon Race, the supreme Demon Lord, the Demon Lord who ruled over an area.
As such, he should be happy, dignified, and looking down on everyone else.
But why?
Father...
Why was he so lonely at this moment?
Yun Qingwu could not understand. The next day, she heard news that a descendant of the Yu Family had reached the Heavenly Reflection State at the age of 12.
From that day onwards, she rarely had the chance to see her father.
That was because the descendant of the Yu Family moved into her house, and she was sent to a mansion dozens of miles away from the Blood Shadow City.
That year, Yun Qingwu was five years old.
Five years later...
Yun Qingwu returned to the Blood Shadow City. All of the children of the Yun Family, Si Family, and Yu Family, including the prodigy who had reached the Heavenly Reflection State at the age of 12, stood in an orderly line at the gates of the Blood Shadow City, waiting respectfully for Yun Qingwu's return.
From that moment onwards, no one dared to mention Yun Qingwu's name.
Because, all of the Demons called her...
Young Master!
That year, Yun Qingwu was 10 years old.
Time passed quickly. Five years passed in the blink of an eye.
Just when everyone knew that the Demons had a young and mysterious Young Master, they did not know that there was a demon called Yun Qingwu.
An extraordinary girl called Yun Qingwu appeared in the human world. She became a figure that all of the youths of the Great Xia Dynasty could only look up to.
She had never shown her face in public.
However, her talent was something that all of the other geniuses could only look up to.
A pleasure boat shuttled back and forth between the various prefectures and counties of the Great Xia Dynasty. It traversed through all sorts of places where people of good and bad mingled.
Yun Qingwu was like a pure white lotus in the mud.
...
Si Ponan was a genius. He had reached the pinnacle of the Supernatural State before the age of 20. He was one of the top three disciples of the Demon Race.
To put it bluntly, Si Ponan was one of the strongest contenders to become the next Demon King. However, when he stood in front of Yun Qingwu, he did not hesitate.
This was...
Yun Qingwu's status in the Demon Race.
She could command the power of the 10 Demon Domains at will. She could command any of the disciples of the three major families to die for her. She was as powerful as the Demon King.
"Qingwu, this is your chance!" Si Ponan did not know what had happened to Fang Zhengzhi. However, he knew that Fang Zhengzhi was extremely unstable.
All of the candidates at the base of Feng Su Cliff could sense it.
As such, there was no way Si Ponan could not sense it. In fact, he could sense it even more clearly than the other candidates.
If he could still move...
He would not hesitate to stab the Spectre Blade into Fang Zhengzhi's heart. However, he could not move. Maintaining the Spectre Blade in his hand was the best he could do.
But that did not matter.
That was because even though he could not move, Yun Qingwu, who was behind him, could.
They were so close.
With his own body in front of him, Si Ponan was confident that if Yun Qingwu wanted to attack, she would not miss her target.
Torrential rain fell from the sky. Like a curtain, the rain flowed from Si Ponan's sleeves to his palm and then to the Spirit Blade in his hand.
The tip of the blade glowed with a cold light.
Yun Qingwu was very close to Fang Zhengzhi. If not for Si Ponan, she would have been able to hear Fang Zhengzhi's breathing.
Many people thought that Yun Qingwu had some sort of life-saving treasure, or that she was being protected by a powerful demon.
But in reality...
None of this was possible.
As she traversed the Great Xia Dynasty, she only brought along 49 servants in green skirts. In terms of cultivation, these 49 servants were only in the Heavenly Reflection State.
The only good thing about them was that they knew how to use a sword formation, a sword formation that Yun Qingwu had created herself.
It was this sword formation that had blocked the pinnacle Supernatural State Nangong Hao.
Yun Qingwu didn't even bring along any protective treasures in the Great Xia Dynasty. How would she be able to find any protective treasures in the Southern Region?
As such, when Fang Zhengzhi pointed the Traceless Sword at Yun Qingwu's throat, the only thing she could do was stretch out her neck.
She waited quietly for Fang Zhengzhi's murderous strike to land.
It had to be said that this was an inconceivable matter. A Young Lord of the Demon Race actually didn't have any protective treasures on him?
But that was exactly what Yun Qingwu was thinking. Furthermore, she was well prepared. No one knew what Yun Qingwu was thinking.
Only she knew.
At that moment, she was very calm...
"Why did you stop?" Yun Qingwu looked at Fang Zhengzhi, almost as if she was asking him a question. But it was clear that she had no intention of waiting for an answer.
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