[My brothers have been very helpful for the past two days. Although my birthday was very dull, I wasn't lonely with all of you around. Thank you (Ke 'er 136) for the tip. Congratulations on becoming the second Sect Master.]
The Demon Court and the Land of Exile each had a Blood Altar that was connected to each other. The souls returned.
The Blood Altar itself was an unimaginable supreme treasure, which contained endless magical powers. Once the soul and true spirit entered the altar, as long as there was enough flesh power, the true spirit could be reborn, and a new body could be built. This was a true rebirth. As soon as the Ancient True Spirits entered, they were immediately formed into demon bodies by the Blood Altar.
However, as they formed their demon bodies, the sea of blood around the Blood Altar was constantly decreasing. The flesh and blood energy inside was rapidly being depleted. Fortunately, countless demons in the city knew and sent large amounts of ferocious beast flesh and blood to the altar every day. The accumulated flesh and blood energy had reached an incredible level.
Otherwise, creating hundreds of millions of demonic bodies at once would most likely exhaust all of the flesh and blood energy that he had accumulated.
The eyes of the many ancient demon warriors flashed with joy for life, as well as deep gratitude.
"We have been reborn as soldiers under the Demon Emperor!"
"We have been reborn as soldiers under the Demon Emperor!"
Almost every ancient demon who had formed their demon bodies said without hesitation. Their voices were filled with undeniable determination and certainty. This was their oath.
"The Blood Altar? The Demon Emperor actually sent those Ancient True Spirits into the altar to help them reconstruct their demon bodies. This, this was simply a huge matter. Once they are reborn, the demon race will have endless resources. "
"If the Demon Court was established without these Ancient True Spirits, it would have taken a lot of time even if it had accumulated enough resources. However, this is equivalent to directly making up for the accumulation of resources. This will make the Demon Court a powerful force that cannot be ignored."
In the Demon Court of Lingxiao, countless cultivators from various clans fell into deep thought. If the Demon Clan really obtained the hundreds of millions of Ancient Demon Clan elites, what kind of earth-shattering change would it bring to the Demon Clan's strength? Although the hundreds of millions of Ancient Demon Clan elites were not even one-thousandth of the Ancient Demon Clan's overall strength, it was still a terrifying force that could not be ignored. At the very least, they had the ability to contend with any of the Hundred Races in the universe.
"The Demon Race is indeed a powerful race that once dominated the world in ancient times. Even though they lost all their elites in the ancient war, they still left behind such a hidden trump card. Indeed, until the very end, no one knows what kind of hidden trump card they have, let alone an overlord like the Demon Race."
All of them were inwardly awed. No one would have thought that the Demon Race would still have such a trump card after suffering the betrayal of the Human Race. This was a trump card for a desperate counterattack. At this moment, he recalled that in ancient times, the Demon Clan was the overlord of the world. He couldn't help but wonder how many trump cards the Demon Race had left for their descendants.
"The Demon Court has been established. Your Majesty, please take the throne. Your Majesty shall be the Demon Emperor!"
At this moment, Hu's face was flushed red, and even his beard was sticking up. This moment was a grand occasion for the Demon Race. It was an indestructible event that would be recorded in the history of the Demon Race. It was a milestone in history and a turning point in the fate of the Demon Race. As a witness, the blood in his body was boiling violently.
"Your Majesty, please ascend the throne!!"
Whoosh!!
In the Demon Court, almost all the Demon Race knelt down without hesitation. They looked at the majestic figure with fanatical eyes and let out earth-shattering cheers. There was a look of anticipation in their eyes. The Demon Court had been established. Naturally, there should be a Demon Emperor. Now, the candidate for the Demon Emperor almost fell on Di Shitian without a doubt.
No one would have any objections to this choice. They chose an emperor who had made countless contributions to the Demon Race.
The air began to freeze at this moment.
All eyes were focused on Di Shitian.
It was as if even breathing had begun to stop. Just one sentence and it would be greeted with endless cheers. The Demon Emperor of the Demon Race was a title that had never been given since ancient times. There could be many Demon Emperors, but there was only one Demon Emperor.
Di Shitian looked up at the void and then at the ten billion Demon Race in the Demon Court. There was a surge of hot blood in his heart, as if his blood was constantly boiling.
Demon Emperor?
Naturally, he would not give it to anyone. No matter when, if it was his, he must take it. If it was not his, he would not take it. Sometimes, it was important to take responsibility.
"I …" Di Shitian opened his mouth and was about to agree.
However, at this moment, an unexpected turn of events began to take place.
"Wait!!"
An abrupt voice suddenly echoed in the sky above the ancient city and fell into the ears of every cultivator. At this moment, the voice was like thunder in winter, shocking countless cultivators.
"Who is it? Who dares to interrupt the Demon Emperor when he is about to ascend to the throne? There is a saying that blocking one's path to wealth is like killing one's parents. Killing one's parents is absolutely irreconcilable. Interrupting the Demon Emperor's ascension to the throne is absolutely irreconcilable. Who dares to do this? "
At this moment, almost no one dared to interrupt. This was the moment when the Demon Emperor was about to ascend to the throne. If it was interrupted, it would truly be a fight to the death. They would really be beaten to death. Even crushing their bones and scattering their ashes would not be enough to vent their anger.
"Oh my god, he's really bold. If looks could kill, the gazes of the billions of demons in the Lingxiao Demon Court would have torn the one who tried to stop him into pieces."
The all-heavens cultivators were secretly astonished. They could not help but be secretly curious about the person who had interrupted the Demon Emperor's ascension. They all looked in the direction of the voice.
In mid-air, a figure stood in the air.
This figure exuded faint traces of Demon Qi. The aura exuding from his body was unusually strange, as if heaven and earth could not restrain him and he could ride the wind.
It was a middle-aged man, but his features were very handsome. His blood-red hair fluttered behind his head. On his back was a slender, strange sword. He wore a long red robe and there seemed to be a ball of fire dancing between his brows. As he stood in the air, he naturally exuded an intimidating aura. The corners of his mouth were pulled into a faint trace of evil.
He exuded a unique aura. Even the billions of gazes that seemed to want to devour him did not affect him in the slightest. His eyes were still fixed on Di Shitian. A kind of pressure that seemed to come from the Great Dao was faintly fluctuating.
"You were the one who stopped I just now." A chilling light shot out from Di Shitian's eyes. It contained a supreme will that directly pressed down on the other party. He said calmly, "You have Demon Qi on your body. You are also an expert of the Demon Race. Who are you?"
That will was enough to crush the Void to pieces.
But when it landed on the other party, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. It did not even cause a ripple.
"I am the Red Blood Demon," the red-haired man said with a faint smile as he looked at Di Shitian.
"You stopped me from ascending to the throne." Di Shitian looked at him calmly. He asked calmly.
"That's right." The Red Blood Demon nodded without hesitation and said meaningfully, "I admit that what you have done in the past makes you qualified to be an Emperor and become the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race. However, no matter how many merits you have, they are all in the past. If you become an Emperor, what benefits can you bring to the Demon Race? Can you lead the Demon Race to rise quickly? Can you bring the Demon Race back to the glory of the ancient times? "
The Red Blood Demon was also shrewd.
As he spoke, he directly threw all of Di Shitian's previous merits aside and used the past tense. He even seized the opportunity to ask questions one after another. It could be said that he played to his strengths and avoided his weaknesses. He was very cunning.
"Oh!!"
Indra looked meaningfully at the Red Blood Demon Venerable who had suddenly appeared, as if he didn't care about his question at all. He said indifferently, "Then you mean, if you become the Demon Emperor, you can bring about the rise of the Demon Race and restore the glory of the ancient times?" The corner of his mouth revealed an inexplicable smile.
That smile seemed to be very gentle.
"Damn it, he deserves to be killed. I should extract his divine soul and let him suffer endless torture in the Nether Prison for hundreds of millions of years. Where did this Red Blood Demon come from? I have never heard of such an expert in the ancient times. However, no matter who he is, he dares to provoke you at this time. You must beat him to death, a hundred times. This kind of person who dares to jump out and challenge your authority should be directly trampled to death. He is too hateful. "
Ming's eyes were red, and he almost went crazy in the Nether Prison.
Originally, he was still watching Di Shitian become the Emperor, but at this time, someone came to stir up trouble. He almost wanted to strangle him alive.
"Of course."
When the Red Blood Demon heard this, not only did he not feel embarrassed, he said with certainty, "If I become the Emperor, I naturally have the confidence to lead the Demon Race back to glory. I know the countless secret realms and the locations of treasures in the various worlds. Every treasure trove could bring endless wealth. I also know that there is a supreme divine artifact hidden in the chaos, the City of Chaos. As long as I become the Emperor, I naturally have the confidence to lead the Demon Race back to glory. In my opinion, the position of the Demon Emperor should be given to a worthy person who can bring greater benefits to the Demon Race. "
As he said this, he looked as if he was unwilling to pass on this responsibility, and did not hide his attitude of wanting to compete with Di Shitian for the Demon Emperor position.
"He knows the countless secret realms and the locations of treasures in the various worlds? The supreme divine artifact, the City of Chaos? How come I've never heard of such a divine artifact? "
"There's a good show to watch. There really is someone who is not afraid of death jumping out to compete with the Demon Emperor for the throne. This Red Blood Demon dares to appear, could there be some hidden conspiracy behind it? He must know that now all the Demon Race is loyal to Di Shitian. Even if the Demon God appears, this belief will not be shaken. So what is he trying to do by jumping out? "
The souls of the cultivators in the various heavens began to burn fiercely. They watched the development of the matter unblinkingly, afraid to miss any moment.
"Demon Emperor, what can you bring to the Demon Race?"
The Red Blood Demon asked Di Shitian playfully.
"I can only give you this!"
Di Shitian looked at him indifferently, stretched out his right hand, and with a flash of light, a supreme treasure appeared in his palm.
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