Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Chapter 1080 - 1075: Proclaiming to All Under Heaven

Outer world of Chaos.

Chaos Qi drifted, incredibly quiet.

Until a trace of Pre-saint power from the realms transmitted in, utterly shattering the peace, awakening countless closed-door practitioners.

"Someone in the realms has broken through to the Pre-saint?"

"At most in a hundred years, the seal arranged by the Human Emperor can be lifted, then we can head to the realms!"

"The realms, the sanctification site of the six Tao Saints..."

In the mountains, beneath the vast sea, within cities, terrifyingly powerful figures peered through the strong barrier towards the realms, bursting with excitement.

"Slash!"

At this moment, a white Sword Qi cleaved from the Eternal Sword Sect, splitting the endless chaos, slicing towards the barrier.

Wherever it passed, countless rules were severed.

So powerful that even before approaching the barrier, it caused ripples incessantly.

"Seeking death!"

In the mysterious Void, a member of the Dao-slaying Army had a slightly somber face, waved his right hand, a battle blade appeared out of thin air, supported by the power of Hongmeng principles, slashed firmly.

Boom!

Sword Qi and blade aura collided, tearing thousands of light-years of chaotic space, knocking the ancient Chaos beasts roaming in this void into dust.

Inside the Eternal Sword Sect, a middle-aged man wielding a battle sword staggered, Sword Intent around him chaotic, blood surged within, he vomited several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"So strong!"

"No wonder it’s the ’Dao-slaying Army’, even if the barrier has loosened, I’m still far from being an opponent!"

The middle-aged man murmured, glanced at his sword-holding right hand, like shattered ceramics, cracked with several fissures, oozing trickling blood.

If the opponent exerted any more force, his right hand would be crippled!

The powerhouses in Yellow Spring Mansion, Slaughter Palace, Forbidden Abyss, and Heaven’s Gate, noticing the injured master of the Eternal Sword Sect, all abandoned the thought of taking action, continued to lurk and wait.

Only a hundred years!

For them, it passes with just a casual practice session.

...

Pinnacle of the Origin World.

Countless golden clouds gathered, purple aura came from the east, auspicious signs abound, forming various phenomena—golden lotuses descending from the heavens, offerings from celestial demons, myriad paths bowing...

"Screech~"

At this moment, an ear-piercing sound echoed through the heavens.

A scorching sun emerged from the Tang Valley.

Within the scorching sun, a Three-legged Golden Crow spread its wings, unleashing terrifying aura, distorting time and space, burning Voidness, supremely powerful.

"Salute the Emperor!"

Upon seeing the Three-legged Golden Crow, countless strong figures of the Jinwu Demon Court respectfully saluted.

"Rise!"

Emperor Tian transformed into human form, standing in the ninth heaven, eyes sparkling, hair radiating golden glow, moving without wind, as if draped with the Hongmeng principles.

Sacred voice spread, all the kneeling demon court powerhouses involuntarily stood up.

Quasi-Saint!

Possessing part of the power of Tao Saint.

Capable of mobilizing part of the heavenly rules, akin to an emperor’s decrees, but one level higher.

"How is the situation with the demon clan now?"

Emperor Tian looked at Peng Emperor and asked.

"Reporting to His Majesty, after establishing the demon court, the demon clan’s strength has greatly increased. Currently, we have two Immortal Venerables, one hundred and thirty-nine Immortal Emperors, more than five hundred Immortal Monarchs, over three thousand Immortal Kings; as for Daluo Golden Immortals, there are even more!"

Peng Emperor stepped forward, respectfully saluted and said.

"Has the demon saint not emerged yet?"

Emperor Tian asked.

"No!"

Peng Emperor shook his head.

"Transmit the order; announce to the realms, that any race submitting to Jinwu Demon Court today can become the second-class citizens of Jinwu Demon Court, enjoying the blessing of the demon court’s Fortune!"

"In three days, declare war on the human race!"

Emperor Tian pondered for a moment, a flash of dominance in his eyes, commanded with majesty.

Confidence!

Inflation!

Desire for expansion!

Almost engulfing Emperor Tian’s entire being.

After breaking through to the Pre-saint Realm, he understood the gap between Saint and Immortal, it is an insurmountable chasm.

No matter how strong an Immortal Venerable is, it cannot defeat even the weakest Quasi-Saint.

"Your Majesty, what if the forces of the human race submit?"

Peng Emperor hesitated for a moment, asking.

"Human race?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Tian’s eyes flashed sharply, laughed mockingly: "Add another clause, if the human race submits, they can enjoy the same treatment as the demon race, being first-class citizens of the demon court!"

He wanted to see how many of the human race, descendants from Human Emperor, with a glorious history, feared death and submitted at his feet.

"As you command!"

Peng Emperor nodded.

...

Soon.

Two orders from Emperor Tian spread throughout the realms, plunging countless groups into panic.

Submit?

Or death?

Everyone could tell, Emperor Tian intended to unify the realms.

Blood Moon Sky of the great thousand world.

"Alas!"

From the vast sea of blood, a complex sigh echoed.

In the center of the sea of blood, Blood Moon Ancestor sat cross-legged, looking at the intelligence in hand, his expression changing rapidly, hesitated for a moment, unwillingly commanded: "Transmit the order, present a letter of submission to Jinwu Demon Court, Blood Moon Clan submits to the demon clan!"

Submission!

As the creator of a massive tribe, now having to submit to another tribe, it was naturally unwilling.

But upon thinking of Emperor Tian’s breakthrough to Quasi-Saint, all his resentment and anger vanished into thin air.

Additionally, there was another reason.

He had grown old, no longer had the fervor and struggle of youth, years of concern were gradually smoothing his arrogance, unable to muster any heart for resistance.

Southern Demon’s State, suspended Holy City.

Saint Tribe Ancestor stood on the high tower, hands behind his back, overlooking the infinitely beautiful mountains, hesitated to make a decision.

If it were just him alone, he certainly would not submit, even if it meant fighting to the last drop of blood, he would not kneel and live on someone else’s mercy.

But the problem was he had a tribe behind him, and his next decision would concern billions of lives and deaths.

At this moment, a noisy sounds approached from afar.

"What happened?"

Saint Tribe Ancestor frowned, irritated.

"Ancestor, outside the hall, many elders and officials gathered, all waiting for your decision!"

The Clan Leader of the Saint Tribe ran over to report.

"What is their stance?"

Saint Tribe Ancestor asked.

"More than ninety percent of the tribe supports submission to the demon clan!"

The Clan Leader of the Saint Tribe said softly, his voice growing weaker until barely audible.

"Including you?"

Saint Tribe Ancestor stared directly at the Clan Leader, his expression devoid of joy or sadness.

The Clan Leader lowered his head, said nothing.

"Unexpectedly, the proud Saint Tribe lowers its head so easily!"

"Even more unexpected, in the struggle between human race and demon race, it’s our tribes that sacrifice first, had I known today, back then I should have..."

Saint Tribe Ancestor shook his head, waved his hand and said: "Tell those outside to quiet down, I agree to submit to the demon clan!"

"As you command!"

The Clan Leader of the Saint Tribe was delighted and quickly left.

A day later, Void Tribe, Yin Yang Tribe, Deity Clan, Mixed Heaven Tribe, Purple Lightning Clan, and other groups all sent envoys to Jinwu Demon Court, presenting letters of submission.

The mass submission of tribes led to explosive growth in Jinwu Demon Court’s Fortune.