Chapter 2381 - 2382: Not Beneath Me

Yang Fei stood quietly, motionless, with his back to Chen Xingzhu.

From Chen Xingzhu's perspective, he seemed like a towering mountain, impossible to climb.

Chen Xingzhu laughed again.

She found a plaque shimmering with Divine Light in a pile of ashes, held it in her palm, and extended it to Yang Fei.

"See this? This is Wu Zhiqi's General's Token. I've obtained his token, and once I've refined it, I shall be the Demon General."

"From now on, this Demon Domain and countless Demon Race will all serve me, hehehe..."

Chen Xingzhu let out a silver bell-like laugh, both proud and charming.

Yang Fei turned around, looking at Chen Xingzhu indifferently.

"I only care about where the remaining three Crystal Skulls are. Your concerns are irrelevant to me."

A hint of hurt surfaced deep within Chen Xingzhu's eyes, then she giggled coquettishly.

"You're right; you're already the strongest in Earth Space, having cast the Body of the Sun God. For a mere Demon General like me, you wouldn't even bother."

At this point, Chen Xingzhu said calmly.

"Rest assured, I won't forget my promise. I will hand over the Crystal Skulls to you."

With that, she extended a hand to Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang, may our collaboration be fruitful!"

Yang Fei stretched out his hand, gave Chen Xingzhu a high-five, then turned away. He spoke indifferently.

"Take these many Demon Race and leave immediately; the peace of Earth Space does not allow disturbances from outsiders."

Chen Xingzhu gave Yang Fei a deep look, surprisingly showing a hint of longing in her eyes.

"This departure seems to last long, will you remember me?"

Yang Fei remained silent, saying nothing.

Chen Xingzhu stood stubbornly behind him, seemingly waiting for his answer.

Yet throughout, Yang Fei said not a word.

Chen Xingzhu's alluring eyes began to grow somewhat moist.

She took a deep breath, suddenly giggling.

"Don't forget, Earth Space is also my home; I'll come to find you anytime."

After speaking, Chen Xingzhu glanced away from Yang Fei.

In her palm, a black flame erupted, enveloping the General's Token.

From the token, a black mist suddenly sprayed forth, quickly condensing in the air to form the semblance of Wu Zhiqi.

Wu Zhiqi's face showed a look of pleading, filled with terror.

"Lady Chen Xingzhu, this is my last Divine Thought; I beg you to spare me, let me be a mere Demon People, just don't destroy my Divine Thought..."

Chen Xingzhu coldly chuckled, the black flame in her palm coiling around that black shadow like a snake, then engulfing it.

The black shadow full of agony and terror struggled bitterly within the flame, its voice extremely shrill, still pleading desperately.

"Lady Chen Xingzhu, please spare me, let me be a Slave if you must, just don't kill me..."

Chen Xingzhu laughed coquettishly, the black flame suddenly rising high, completely enveloping Wu Zhiqi's shadow in flames.

Wu Zhiqi's black shadow was consumed bit by bit by the flame, and amid the wailing, he suddenly cursed aloud.

"You harlot, the Qiongqi Demon God won't forgive you, my fate today is your fate tomorrow..."

Soon after, Chen Xingzhu erased Wu Zhiqi's last trace of Divine Thought, then infused her own Divine Thought into the General's Token.

The black token suddenly emitted Golden Light, slowly flying atop Chen Xingzhu's head, then entering her Niwan Palace.

Suddenly, an irresistible majesty emanated from Chen Xingzhu, spreading like tides to the surroundings.

All the Demon Soldiers sensed this formidable will, paused momentarily, halting their attack.

From Chen Xingzhu's back grew elegant, long black wings.

She slowly ascended into the air, her majestic will growing even stronger.

From her Niwan Palace above, the black-golden General's Token rose upwards.

Ancient totemic Runes enveloped Chen Xingzhu.

From afar, she seemed like a Godly Venerable descending from Above the Nine Heavens, her enchanting and beautiful face as dignified as an Empress.

Under this powerful will, the Demon Soldiers nearest to Chen Xingzhu finally knelt to the ground, prostrating themselves with reverence.

This triggered a chain reaction, so countless Demon Soldiers knelt like waves blown by the wind.

With their right fist pounding against the breastplate, they swore allegiance.

The mouths of these Demon Soldiers roared, and their faces were filled with reverence and worship.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen also ceased their slaughter.

They didn't quite understand what had happened but stared blankly at the Demon Soldiers suddenly worshiping Chen Xingzhu.

Yang Fei sighed, his heart mixed with emotions.

Old foes, shared deep hatred, indelible emotions...

Even Yang Fei couldn't sort out his feelings with this Witch.

Who can discern how much is love and how much is hatred?

Chen Xingzhu took one last look at Yang Fei, then lifted her head high, leading the Demon Soldiers into the ominous space chasm.

Like receding tides, the Demon Soldiers withdrew, and the dark clouds that hung over this patch of sky gradually dispersed, revealing a blue sky.

Many frenzied commoners suddenly regained their senses.

Some, torn and bloodied beyond recognition, still didn't understand what happened, clutching their heads in tears.

The Central Square was strewn with heaps of corpses.

Most were Demon Soldiers, but there were also fallen brothers from the Imperial Guard.

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen approached, An Zichen glaring fiercely at Yang Fei.

"What happened with Chen Xingzhu? What just happened?"

Yang Fei gave a bitter smile and recounted his agreement with Chen Xingzhu, omitting many details, especially the indescribable things between them.

However, An Zichen keenly sensed something amiss from Yang Fei's account.

Her eyes, bright as autumn water, scrutinized Yang Fei.

"It's odd that Chen Xingzhu didn't seek revenge against you."

Yang Fei chuckled disingenuously, speaking earnestly.

"That woman is smart; she'd have to beat me if she sought revenge. I could vanquish her with one finger."

Hearing this, An Zichen snorted slightly, looking at Yang Fei, speaking indifferently.

"If it's so simple, why didn't you kill her?"

"I..."

Yang Fei found himself speechless, inwardly cursing himself for being muddleheaded; wasn't this clearly sparing her out of pity?

Xue Mingtai saw Yang Fei's predicament and smiled faintly at the side.

"Chen Xingzhu has become the new Demon General; these thousands of Demon Soldiers are formidable foes. Her withdrawal is naturally the best result."

Yang Fei seized his chance, exclaiming.

"Yes, quite right, Brother Mingtai's wisdom is unparalleled, no less than mine."

An Zichen glared fiercely at Xue Mingtai, then Yang Fei, before turning to leave.