Demon Court.
The world fell silent.
Two demon kings stood in the void. Terrifying demonic qi spread, changing the colors of heaven and earth.
Golden Crow blazed brilliantly—like a blazing sun hanging in the sky.
The three-way standoff felt strangely tense.
The Thunder Eagle King was Golden Crow’s father. The Demon Monkey King was his master.
Even Golden Crow himself had never imagined that the ones standing in his way would be his father and master.
His conviction wavered slightly. He did not know whether to fight or not.
The Thunder Eagle King’s feathers crackled with lightning. He looked majestic, his gaze sharp—filled with appreciation.
As his offspring, Golden Crow had inherited his pride. Now, with his bloodline elevated, it was the pride of the Thunder Eagle lineage.
When the Demon Monkey King first invited him to fight, the Thunder Eagle King had refused.
But in the end, he was persuaded.
“Child, you are the future hope of the demon race… If you wish to stand at the absolute peak, you must overcome all obstacles—clear every hindrance in your heart.”
“Only with a clear mind can you lead our demon race to the summit of the Five Phoenixes.”
The Thunder Eagle King said.
“Come—fight me!”
“If you defeat me, you will have the right to rule the demon race!”
With that, the Thunder Eagle King transformed into lightning and charged at Golden Crow.
Father and son battled in the void.
This was a true fight. Hidden human Immortals watched solemnly.
It was not a performance—it was genuine slaughter.
Every strike from the Thunder Eagle King was lethal—full force.
At first, Golden Crow was completely suppressed—his wavering conviction affecting him.
“To rule the demon race, strength alone is not enough. You must remain undisturbed by external things.”
“Not only must your strength grow—you must become stronger in heart. You are strong—but there will always be stronger enemies! You must forge unyielding conviction!”
The Thunder Eagle King roared.
Each attack collapsed the void.
Golden Crow was cornered—only able to defend.
But as they fought, the Thunder Eagle King’s words hammered into Golden Crow’s mind.
His blood boiled.
The next moment, his demon core erupted with terrifying power.
Solar Divine Fire surged.
The sky burned crimson.
The battle grew fiercer.
Finally…
The Thunder Eagle King was defeated.
His feathers burned away. He fell to the earth.
Golden Crow blazed with golden light—more majestic than ever.
Though arrogant, Golden Crow’s arrogance depended on whom he faced. Toward his father, how could he be arrogant?
Seeing his father defeated—yet with that final trace of relief in his smile—Golden Crow fell into deep thought.
Boom!
But while he pondered,
The Demon Monkey King swept his staff.
When Golden Crow snapped back to reality, he was struck by overwhelming pressure—like a mountain crashing down—spitting blood.
He erupted with power, barely blocking the blow.
Boom!
Golden Crow was sent flying.
His arms nearly shattered—bones cracking.
“Master!”
Golden Crow stared in shock and disbelief. He shouted at the Demon Monkey King.
The Demon Monkey King stood in battle armor, iron staff in hand—gaze cold.
“To rule the demon race—this alone is not enough…”
“The enemies you will face are far stronger than your master!”
The Demon Monkey King said coldly.
He charged again. His staff rose—like a thousand-ton weight crashing down.
Earth split. Mountains crumbled. Space collapsed.
The Demon Monkey King was stronger than the Thunder Eagle King.
Golden Crow bled continuously—but a fire burned within him.
Solar Divine Fire erupted—his bloodline awakening.
Like a blazing sun, Golden Crow wielded a spear of Solar Divine Fire.
He clashed fiercely with the Demon Monkey King.
Flames flew. The sky burned red!
“Is this all?”
The Demon Monkey King smashed down. Golden Crow blocked desperately—coughing blood, gritting his teeth, trying to hold.
Golden Crow’s heart trembled faintly.
He had never imagined his father and master would become obstacles on his path to ruling the demon race.
This was something he had never considered.
He thought himself invincible. His master had raised him since childhood—imprinting an unbeatable image in his heart.
How could he defeat his master?
The Demon Monkey King seemed to see through him.
Strike after strike landed on Golden Crow—causing him to roar in fury.
Solar Divine Fire surged—forming a vortex of flame.
Finally, he counterattacked—shifting from defense to offense. His spear stabbed like a dragon.
Boom!
The void exploded. Endless energy surged.
Iron staff and spear clashed—one east, one west—threatening to collide.
Golden Crow’s eyes flashed with ferocity.
The Demon Monkey King’s gaze remained cold.
But just as they were about to clash—
The iron staff suddenly shrank into a needle.
Golden Crow’s spear pierced through the Demon Monkey King’s shoulder—passing straight through.
Golden Crow froze.
The world fell silent.
The Demon Monkey King hovered in the void. Blood dripped from his armor.
Yet a smile appeared on his face.
“Not bad. You’ve graduated.”
The Demon Monkey King said.
The words were simple—but they struck Golden Crow’s heart like thunder.
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Around them, everyone was stunned.
No one had expected this outcome.
Golden Crow looked into the Demon Monkey King’s eyes. Gradually, he understood:
Ruling the demon race was not easy.
What he would bear and carry would be heavy.
In this moment, Golden Crow seemed to comprehend something.
His eyes shone with firm resolve—like a vow.
The battle ended.
A new demon king was born in the Demon Court—Golden Crow King.
The demon race’s fortune surged. The moment the Demon Monkey King acknowledged him, vast fortune poured down—causing Golden Crow’s demon core to evolve.
Though he had not yet reached Demon Saint level, with fortune blessing him, he was now only half a step away.
From this day forward, the Demon Court entered the era of Golden Crow King’s rule.
The hope of the demon race now rested entirely on Golden Crow King.
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
Under Golden Crow King’s rule, the demon race flourished.
Yet Golden Crow harbored an idea: he wanted to find the other nine demons with special bloodlines.
He wanted them as his left and right arms.
Action followed thought. Golden Crow patrolled—standing on his war chariot, radiating blazing sunlight across the Demon Court.
He arrived at the great marsh and met the one-legged ox demon. Its terrifying aura even made Golden Crow feel solemn.
Golden Crow was arrogant. He stated his purpose.
He wanted the ox demon to follow him—to build the strongest Demon Court together.
Yet the ox demon refused.
The two hot-tempered demons clashed in the great marsh. The waters surged. Mountains shook.
The ox demon was beaten bloody. After transformation, Golden Crow was stronger.
Yet just as Golden Crow was about to take the ox demon away—
Golden Crow felt a terrifying aura. A powerful blade intent locked onto him.
Standing on his chariot, Golden Crow looked over.
On the marsh waters, a one-armed human blade master walked slowly.
The wind carried terrifying blade intent—slicing Golden Crow’s cheek.
Pfft!
A blade mark appeared on Golden Crow’s face.
“Human True Immortal.”
Golden Crow murmured.
He seemed to understand why the ox demon refused to follow him.
Ye Shoudao looked calmly at Golden Crow. He found this new demon king quite impressive.
The ox demon returned to stand respectfully behind Ye Shoudao.
“If you want the ox demon to follow you—defeat me first.”
Ye Shoudao said calmly.
Clang!
Suddenly.
Blade light appeared—one became two, two became three, three became ten thousand.
Golden Crow felt pressure.
Vaguely, he sensed the gap between himself and Ye Shoudao.
“Very well.”
Yet Golden Crow’s temper was fiery. He did not retreat.
As the new demon king, if he wished to rule the demon race—why retreat?
“Then… I’ll crush you!”
Golden Crow erupted with Solar Divine Fire—eyes blazing.
Ye Shoudao smiled faintly: “Big words…”
“Go back. You just fought the ox demon. Come again when you’re at your peak.”
“In your current state—you will lose.”
“Otherwise, the little monkey will accuse me of bullying the young.”
With that, Ye Shoudao sheathed his ten thousand blades.
Golden Crow paused. He had heard of Ye Shoudao.
But he did feel his condition was not optimal. The ox demon was no weakling. Suppressing it had slightly drained him.
Thus, Golden Crow turned and left.
Golden Crow arrived at a mountain. Atop it stood a giant bear—immensely strong.
Yet after Golden Crow stated his purpose, he was refused again.
Because behind the giant bear stood another human True Immortal.
Golden Crow visited one place after another.
Finally, he reached Qingyun Mountain.
But before approaching, he sensed the terrifying aura of Empress Ni Chunchiu.
Golden Crow understood—with the Empress present, he could not take the little snake demon.
“Another human True Immortal…”
“This must be the problem Master spoke of—the obstacle to the demon race’s rise.”
Golden Crow drew a deep breath.
“One day—I, Golden Crow, will make these human True Immortals return whence they came!”
Human True Immortals meddling—this was perhaps the greatest obstacle to the demon race’s rise!
But Golden Crow understood: changing this was difficult.
These were merely human True Immortals—yet Golden Crow already felt pressure.
Rumors said humanity had multiple Xuan Immortal-level powerhouses!
Xuan Immortals—equivalent to Demon Saints.
The demon race had never produced a Demon Saint—only the Demon Lord.
As the new leader of the demon race, Golden Crow finally felt the weight of responsibility.
…
Origin Lake, Origin Island.
Lu withdrew his gaze from the demon race.
He naturally sensed Golden Crow’s predicament.
Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, and other Half-Step Xuan Immortal powerhouses—each was no weaker than the Demon Monkey King.
Golden Crow’s pressure must be immense.
But immense pressure was good. Without sufficient pressure—how could he become the demon race’s leader?
“To rule the demon race—shouting slogans is not enough…”
Lu smiled.
He did not place another piece—quietly watching events unfold.
The fuse had been lit. Next came the turning of fortune.
Just as Lu prepared to enjoy the show—
His heart stirred.
His brows lifted slightly.
The next moment, his divine sense appeared in the Origin Space.
On the vast Heavenly Dao star,
Little Yinglong had finally completed refining the millionth Dao essence strand.
Rumble!
Brilliant light rose. The entire Five Phoenix Heavenly Dao star seemed to upgrade—radiating dazzling radiance.
If the original Five Phoenix Heavenly Dao had been a weak, toddling infant—now it was a young man.
Possessing the power to swing fists.
“One million Dao essence strands—the Five Phoenixes has finally reached First-Derivation high-martial.”
Lu smiled.
Zhu Long appeared in the space as well.
Seeing Lu, her face bloomed with adorable dimples.
Lu appeared on the star.
He picked up Little Yinglong—whose aura had grown even more profound.
“Well done. You get a vacation.”
Lu patted Little Yinglong’s head and brought him back to Origin Island.
Zhu Long did not leave. With the Heavenly Dao having just refined a million Dao essence strands and undergone transformation—this was her best cultivation period.
Little Yinglong returned to Origin Island—and instantly perked up.
He dove into Origin Lake—splashing wildly.
Ni Yu sensed Little Yinglong’s return. Her black pot exploded—the pills she was refining turned to sludge.
Little Yinglong flew over joyfully—landing on Ni Yu’s head.
With one gulp, he swallowed all the waste—converting it into energy. He even burped.
Ni Yu ran wildly across the island with Little Yinglong.
But after a few days of play, Ni Yu returned to her alchemy room. Little Yinglong lazed about—finding it boring.
On the Heavenly Dao star, Little Yinglong had struggled day and night for freedom—refining Dao essence.
Now, with Dao essence fully refined—he had returned. Yet he had lost his pure, innocent joy of play.
Little Yinglong felt changed.
He felt ashamed of his salted-fish self.
He actually thought refining Dao essence might be more interesting.
Little Yinglong clutched his chest.
It was over. He might be addicted.
…
Golden Crow returned to the Demon Court.
The more he thought—the more oppressed he felt.
In the current Five Phoenixes—the Demon Court seemed dominant. But that was only compared to ordinary humans.
Compared to human cultivation circles—human top-tier cultivators and Immortals…
The Demon Court lagged far behind.
Even now—human hands had reached into the demon race’s surging fortune.
“Why should human Immortals divide our demon race’s fortune?!”
In the Demon Court palace,
Golden Crow—clad in golden armor, wielding a spear of Solar Divine Fire—roared in fury.
From birth until now, Golden Crow had never tasted defeat. Perhaps—he could defeat every human True Immortal!
He left the palace alone—charging toward the great marsh.
Ye Shoudao had said: if he wanted the ox demon to follow him—he must defeat him first.
Thus, Golden Crow came!
This battle caused immense commotion.
The Demon Monkey King and Thunder Eagle King both arrived—watching the fight, supporting Golden Crow.
Human powerhouses also gathered.
The battle erupted.
The entire great marsh was scorched dry by Golden Crow’s Solar Divine Fire.
Yet in this battle—Ye Shoudao only drew three blades.
The fight ended.
The first blade seemed to split the sky in two.
The second blade split the great marsh in two.
The third blade nearly split Golden Crow in two. Only because Ye Shoudao stopped at the last moment was Golden Crow spared.
Golden Crow—tasting defeat for the first time—stood dazed.
The Demon Monkey King sighed. Thanking Ye Shoudao, he knew Ye Shoudao had spared Golden Crow’s life out of respect for their past alliance.
Golden Crow was still too young.
But the Demon Monkey King narrowed his eyes. This defeat might not be bad for Golden Crow.
His path had been too smooth.
“The ox demon—from now on, follow Golden Crow.”
Ye Shoudao defeated Golden Crow and spoke to the ox demon behind him.
The ox demon was stunned—not understanding why his master, having won, wanted him to follow Golden Crow.
Ye Shoudao’s hair whipped in the wind. He glanced at the sky.
Seeming to see the demon race’s vast fortune.
He smiled: “After all these years—still unable to gain fortune. Keeping you by my side would only hold you back.”
“You have your own path.”
Ye Shoudao said.
“Today—our master-disciple bond ends.”
With that,
Ye Shoudao drew his blade with one arm—as though splitting the sea in two.
As the ox demon kowtowed, Ye Shoudao departed on his blade.
The demon race’s fortune—Ye Shoudao no longer clung to it. What was meant to be would come. What wasn’t—clinging was useless.
Ye Shoudao’s action seemed to inspire many human True Immortals.
They had wasted time in the Demon Court—neglecting cultivation.
Ye Shoudao left.
But Golden Crow—having tasted defeat for the first time—stood dazed, staring at the split marsh.
With Ye Shoudao’s departure, many human True Immortals also seemed to give up on gaining demon fortune.
Du Longyang and the Empress also withdrew—returning to Tianyuan Domain.
Of course, some human True Immortals did not give up—like Heavenly Void Young Master.
He still hoped to seize demon fortune.
On Qingyun Mountain,
The Empress bid farewell to the little snake demon Bai Su.
“Go. Join the Demon Court. Perhaps… this is your path.”
“You should gain experience too. Don’t stay so innocent.”
The Empress smiled.
She ruffled Bai Su’s head. After bidding farewell, she transformed into red light and vanished from Qingyun Mountain.
Bai Su stood stunned. Tears welled in her large eyes.
She had a feeling—from today onward—she might lose her teacher.
The Empress left decisively. Bai Su waited on Qingyun Mountain for a long time—but the Empress never returned. Clearly—she had truly left.
Bai Su felt lost. She wailed on the mountain for days.
Her tears formed a silver waterfall—hanging on Qingyun Mountain, becoming a scenic wonder.
After crying herself out, Bai Su packed her things and headed toward the Demon Court—following her teacher’s words.
Golden Crow was brought back to the palace by the Thunder Eagle King and Demon Monkey King.
The two demon kings did not console him—they simply watched quietly.
This was a hurdle.
If Golden Crow could not overcome it—he would never bear the responsibility of reviving the demon race.
Golden Crow brooded for half a month.
Finally—he understood.
On this day, flames soared in the Demon Court palace—Solar Divine Fire turning night into day!
Golden Crow emerged renewed—sweeping away dejection, breaking through his barrier.
He had turned defeat into motivation!
Defeat was not scary. What was scary was collapsing after defeat.
Boom!
Golden Crow stood in the night sky.
The ox demon soared. White pythons slithered…
Many heaven-defying demons appeared—joining the Demon Court.
With these monstrous geniuses joining the Demon Court,
The demon race’s fortune surged wildly.
Fortune pillars rose into the sky.
As these geniuses joined, demon fortune shifted—pouring down.
Golden Crow spat out his demon core. It hovered in the air.
The next moment—fortune like rivers coiled around his demon core. Having overcome failure—he broke through once more—stepping into Xuan Immortal realm, becoming the demon race’s first Demon Saint.
Golden Crow’s bloodline boiled completely—like a blazing sun illuminating the night—becoming the brightest star in the sky.
…
The moment Golden Crow became a Demon Saint,
Rumble!
Profound auras spread.
The entire Five Phoenix Continent underwent transformation.
With one million Dao essence strands fully refined—the Five Phoenixes officially entered First-Derivation high-martial. Endless rays of light filled heaven and earth.
Combined with Golden Crow becoming a Demon Saint—and many Transmission Platform-selected demons joining the Demon Court—
The demon race’s vast fortune surged.
The demon race’s fortune erupted massively.
In Tianyuan Domain,
Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, and the Empress all opened their eyes.
They looked up in slight surprise.
Fortune surged toward them.
Demon race fortune poured into their bodies—causing their fortune pillars to shatter like bursting dams—transforming into roaring rivers of fortune.
Thus, the three successively proved the Xuan Immortal realm.
Of course—at this moment, all three were slightly dazed and bewildered.
Then—their emotions became extremely complex.
Having given up on demon fortune—they unexpectedly received it.
Unintentional planting yields shade.
