Chapter 107 ·Spirit Realm, Northern Plains Demon King Awakens!

Spirit ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Realm, Northern Plains.

This ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍land was covered in snow all year round, with ten thousand miles frozen over.

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍cold wind was like blades, sweeping up endless flurries of snow, leaving the world vast and desolate.

At ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍this moment, upon an endless snowfield, countless figures were densely prostrated.

They ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍were the demon race.

Innumerable ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍members of the demon race.

There were giant snowfield bears as large as mountains, snow-white wolf demons, and ice-scaled giant pythons coiled like small hills.

All of them lay prostrate on the ground, bowing in submission toward the same direction.

And among the countless demon beasts, one figure stood out particularly.

It was a young man.

His figure was tall and upright, standing in the snow, while all the surrounding demons lay prostrate—only he remained standing.

He wore a thin green robe, appearing utterly out of place in this icy world.

His appearance was even more peculiar.

Within his black hair were strands of crimson, like burning flames.

At the center of his brow was a faint red mark, shaped like a flame, yet also resembling a feather.

Most peculiar were his eyes.

His left eye was pitch-black like ink, while his right eye glowed with a faint reddish-golden hue.

This person was Ye Chen.

Ever since leaving the Azure Wave Sect, Ye Chen’s experiences could be described as turbulent and full of twists.

He had first accidentally entered an ancient secret realm, obtaining several long-lost techniques.

Later, he had been hunted down. At the brink of death, he was saved by a mysterious powerful woman.

That woman’s origins were unknown, yet she had personally acted to reconstruct his body, raising his aptitude to a higher level.

From then on, Ye Chen’s cultivation rose like a rocket.

In just over a hundred years, he had gone from a minor cultivator to breaking through into the early stage of Transformation Spirit.

Such speed would be considered a heaven-defying prodigy anywhere.

Unfortunately, good times did not last.

Some time ago, while evading his enemies, he had accidentally stumbled into the Northern Plains.

This Northern Plains was the territory of the demon race—human cultivators who entered had a nine-in-ten chance of death.

Not long after entering, Ye Chen encountered a strange fruit, entirely crimson in color.

The fruit emitted a rich fragrance—it was clearly a treasure.

At the time, Ye Chen was so hungry he felt dizzy, and without much thought, he picked it and ate it.

The moment the fruit entered his stomach, he fainted.

When he woke up, he had become like this.

Later, he learned that the fruit was a Blood Soul Vermilion Fruit, formed from the condensed essence blood of a fallen Great Ascension Realm demon.

That demon had been an ancient variant species—Red-Eyed Flame Phoenix.

Though not a pure-blooded phoenix, it still possessed a trace of phoenix bloodline.

After consuming the fruit, Ye Chen’s bloodline mutated, turning him into a half-human, half-demon existence.

Half human bloodline, half Red-Eyed Flame Phoenix bloodline.

Now, in the eyes of the demon race, he could barely be considered half of their kind.

......

At this moment, Ye Chen stood in the snow. Beside him was a massive snow fox.

The fox was entirely snow-white, with nine tails gently swaying behind it.

It lay on the ground lazily, yet its fox eyes occasionally glanced at Ye Chen.

This snow fox was a well-known ancestor among the Northern Plains demon race, known as Xue Yuan. Its cultivation had reached the peak of Void Refinement, only one step away from stepping into the Great Ascension Realm.

In the Northern Plains, it was considered a regional overlord.

Ancestor Xue Yuan glanced at Ye Chen, then at the surrounding prostrated demons, and suddenly spoke:

“Little one, why do you not kneel?”

The corner of Ye Chen’s mouth twitched slightly. He thought to himself that he was human—why would he kneel?

But he did not dare say that aloud.

The one before him was an old monster at the peak of Void Refinement—just a glance could reduce him to ashes.

He could only force himself to say, “Junior… junior’s bloodline is impure. I fear that kneeling might instead offend the Demon King.”

Ancestor Xue Yuan narrowed its eyes and sized him up. It extended a claw and flicked at the hem of Ye Chen’s robe.

“You carry the bloodline of the Red-Eyed Flame Phoenix. Though thin, it is pure.”

“That old fellow had some friendship with me back then. Since you consumed its fruit, you are its inheritor.”

“Inheritor?”

Ye Chen was stunned.

Ancestor Xue Yuan nodded. “That old fellow has been dead for many years. Its essence blood transformed into fruit, waiting for a destined person. Since you found it, it is fate.”

“Now that you possess the Flame Phoenix bloodline, though you also have human blood, as long as your heart leans toward the demon race, you are one of us.”

The corner of Ye Chen’s mouth twitched again.

A heart leaning toward the demon race?

He certainly did not have that.

He was merely forced into submission.

If he did not comply, he feared he would be torn apart and eaten by these old demons on the spot.

As an early-stage Transformation Spirit cultivator, he did not even have the chance to escape in front of them.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to complain, and put on a sincere expression:

“What Senior says is true. Since I have obtained Senior Flame Phoenix’s inheritance, I can indeed be considered half of the demon race. It’s just…”

“It’s just that I have only just arrived and do not yet understand the situation. May I ask Senior, are we waiting here to welcome the awakening of the Demon King?”

Ancestor Xue Yuan lazily flicked its tail. “Correct.”

“That Demon King is the ruler of our Northern Plains demon race, with noble bloodline and heaven-reaching cultivation.”

“A thousand years ago, it fought a Tribulation Crossing Realm human powerhouse and was gravely injured, falling into slumber.”

“Now that a thousand years have passed, the Demon King is about to awaken. Naturally, we are here to welcome him.”

A thought stirred in Ye Chen’s heart, and he asked, “Why did that Demon King fight the human powerhouse back then?”

Ancestor Xue Yuan glanced at him, half-smiling. “You are quite curious.”

Ye Chen chuckled awkwardly. “Junior has just arrived—better to know some past matters to avoid offending any great figures in the future.”

Ancestor Xue Yuan considered it and found the reasoning sound, so it said:

“It’s quite simple, actually.”

“Back then, the Demon King was young and spirited. Having just stepped into the Tribulation Crossing Realm, it sought to unify the Northern Plains and then march south to attack the human race.”

“The human side naturally refused. So they sent several Tribulation Crossing Realm powerhouses to battle the Demon King.”

“That battle shattered the heavens and earth, blotting out the sun and moon.”

“In the end, the Demon King was defeated and severely wounded, forced to fall into slumber and preserve its life through secret techniques.”

After hearing this, Ye Chen continued, “Then why didn’t those human powerhouses kill the Demon King outright? With their combined strength, they should have been able to do so.”

Ancestor Xue Yuan narrowed its eyes and stared at Ye Chen for a moment.

Ye Chen felt a chill in his heart and quickly laughed awkwardly. “Senior, please don’t misunderstand. Junior is just curious, asking casually.”

Ancestor Xue Yuan withdrew its gaze and said calmly:

“You’ve asked a very good question.”

“Those human powerhouses indeed had the ability to kill the Demon King. But they did not dare.”

Ye Chen was startled. “Why?”

Ancestor Xue Yuan raised a claw and pointed toward the sky.

“Because the Demon King’s bloodline is extraordinary.”

“The Demon King’s true form is an ancient divine beast—the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix.”

“Nine Nether Ice Phoenix?” Ye Chen muttered.

Ancestor Xue Yuan nodded. “The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix is a branch of the phoenix clan. Though its bloodline is not as noble as that of pure-blooded phoenixes, it is still part of the orthodox phoenix lineage.”

“And the phoenix clan resides in the Immortal Realm.”

At this point, it gave Ye Chen a meaningful glance.

Ye Chen instantly understood.

The phoenix clan in the Immortal Realm had ancestors.

Great powers.

If those human Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivators had truly killed this Demon King, the phoenix clan’s ancestors would surely have been enraged.

At that time, it would not be just one Demon King dying, but countless humans.

Thus, they did not dare kill it.

They could only severely injure it and force it into slumber.

Hearing this, Ye Chen fell into thought.

Ancestor Xue Yuan seemed to see through his thoughts and said calmly:

“Are you thinking that the human race also has great powers in the Immortal Realm, so why wouldn’t they dare?”

Ye Chen was shocked and hurriedly shook his head. “Junior would not dare!”

Ancestor Xue Yuan smiled and did not pursue the matter, merely saying:

“The human race does indeed have great powers in the Immortal Realm. But back then, the Demon King was only heavily injured and did not die—so those human great powers had no reason to say anything.”

“If it had truly been killed, that would be another matter entirely.”

“The subtleties within this—you do not understand, and I need not elaborate.”

Ye Chen nodded repeatedly. “Senior speaks wisely. Junior has learned.”

Ancestor Xue Yuan nodded in satisfaction and lay back down.

After a while, it suddenly spoke:

“Soon.”

Ye Chen was taken aback. “What is soon?”

Ancestor Xue Yuan gazed into the distance, excitement flickering in its fox eyes:

“The Demon King… is about to awaken.”

“Once the Demon King awakens, it will unify the Northern Plains, consolidate the demon forces of the Spirit Realm, and then launch a massive southern campaign—fully attacking the human race!”

It turned its head to look at Ye Chen, a hint of anticipation in its eyes:

“When that time comes, as the inheritor of the Flame Phoenix, you are also one of the demon race. Naturally, you will march with the army.”

“Human flesh is exquisitely delicious. Especially cultivators—they are great nourishment.”

“When the time comes, I will let you taste what true blood food is.”

The smile on Ye Chen’s face froze.

He lowered his head, concealing the complexity in his eyes.

Blood food?

Humans… were blood food?

He clenched his fists, then slowly loosened them.

On the surface, he still appeared respectful.

But within, countless thoughts surged.

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