Chapter 195 - Did I Come at a Bad Time?
Demon Realm, Western Domain, Qianmo Ridge.
Inside the Qianmo Evil Palace, in the dim and dark great hall illuminated only by slowly swaying candlelight, nearly a hundred people were gathered.
Everyone in the hall was trembling with fear, and the atmosphere was gloomy and deathly silent.
On the central throne of the great hall, a man with a face full of scars and a fierce and gloomy expression quietly gazed at the crowd present.
This person was the patriarch of the Qianmo clan, ruler of the hundred clans of Qianmo Ridge in the Demon Realm's Western Domain, Qianmo Xiechong.
Seeing the crowd below him trembling with fear, their faces sorrowful and bleak, with no one daring to make a peep, Xiechong frowned deeply, his expression greatly displeased.
"What, you all forgot how to speak the moment you heard the Demon Lord was back?"
"Since when has my Qianmo clan been so timid and cowardly!"
"Think back to the old days in the Demon Realm, when my Qianmo clan ruled over the thousand clans of Qianmo Ridge! How mighty and invincible we were!"
"In the Demon Realm, who did not tremble upon hearing the name of my Qianmo clan!"
"Look at you all!"
"Have a few hundred years already worn away the will of my Qianmo clan!"
Qianmo Xiechong forcefully smashed the throne beneath him, stood up, and roared down at the crowd.
The crowd, being berated, lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
A white-bearded elder, seeing that no one dared to respond, took the initiative to walk out from the crowd and came before Qianmo Xiechong.
"Lord Xiechong…"
"That Demon Lord is a peerless Demon Lord, the likes of which has not appeared in the Demon Realm for hundreds of thousands of years…"
"His strength is especially terrifying. All the several previous Demon Lords up until now have been destroyed by him…"
"The number of clans that have vanished at that Demon Lord's hands is also in the thousands…"
"The various major clans in the Demon Realm that resisted him have now all sincerely submitted…"
"Moreover, now that the Demon Realm is unified, the other clans' strength is growing daily, and powerful experts emerge endlessly. They are by no means inferior to our Qianmo clan!"
"Although our Qianmo clan is based in the Western Domain, we absolutely must not provoke Demon Lord!"
The white-bearded elder prostrated before Qianmo Xiechong, his aged eyes full of terror, as he offered his remonstrance at the top of his lungs.
The glorious years of the Qianmo clan were all ancient history from over a thousand years ago.
Now, it wasn't just Ye Mochen, who was so powerful he had almost never known defeat, but even the thirteen seated Demon Gods who followed under him were each more ridiculously powerful than the last…
Times have changed, and the glorious era belonging to the Qianmo clan ended long ago.
His intuition told him that if the Qianmo clan didn't stop in time, he feared disaster would strike!
"Demon Lord…! Demon Lord…!!"
"Elder Xieshan, it seems you are very afraid of that Demon Lord!"
"From the very beginning, you have been denigrating the morale of my Qianmo clan!"
"Since you're so afraid of him, are you not afraid of me?!"
Qianmo Xiechong's face revealed a ruthless look. With a clench of his hand, he seized Qianmo Xieshan by the neck out of thin air and lifted him into mid-air.
What he hated most was when others constantly mentioned Ning Yechen in front of him!
Qianmo Xieshan was being choked so tightly he couldn't say a word.
Seeing that he was about to suffocate to death, several people hurriedly stood up to plead for him:
"Lord Xiechong, Elder Xieshan has served our Qianmo clan with all his heart for a thousand years. This time, he was also thinking of our Qianmo clan's well-being. We ask Lord Xiechong to please spare Elder Xieshan!"
Qianmo Xiechong’s expression hardened. He then released his hand, letting Qianmo Xieshan fall directly from mid-air.
No matter what, Qianmo Xieshan was an elder who had lived for a thousand years in the Qianmo clan. He held considerable prestige in the clan, so killing him like this was indeed inappropriate.
After hesitating for a moment, Qianmo Xiechong said in a cold voice:
"Elder Qianmo Xieshan is advanced in years, and his lifespan is nearing its end. He is no longer suitable to serve as the Great Elder of my Qianmo clan."
"Effective immediately, Qianmo Xieshan's position as Great Elder is revoked!"
Hearing this, Qianmo Xieshan’s aged face fell, turning ashen.
It's over…
This time, he was afraid he could no longer stop the Qianmo clan from rushing towards its own annihilation…
Supported by two family servants, Qianmo Xieshan limped away, his desolate figure slowly walking out of the Qianmo Evil Palace.
After Qianmo Xieshan left, Qianmo Xiechong gazed at the crowd below him and began to rally them:
"All of you are the branch elders and family heads of my Qianmo clan, the pride of my Qianmo clan!"
"Are you all willing to have my Qianmo clan submit to that so-called Demon Lord?!"
"In these thousands of years, which Demon Lord has ever made the Qianmo clan submit!"
Hearing Qianmo Xiechong’s hoarse roars, the crowd also seemed to be deeply infected and inspired.
Many of the young people had already begun to raise their arms and cheer, vowing to support Qianmo Xiechong’s decision.
"We swear to follow Lord Xiechong to the death!"
"The Qianmo clan will never be slaves!"
"Lord Xiechong is the true supreme ruler of the Demon Realm!"
Hearing the shouts of the crowd, a satisfied smile appeared on Qianmo Xiechong’s face, and he raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone, I admit that the Demon Lord's strength is great, but you need not be afraid!"
"Because my Qianmo clan also has a peerless genius who is no weaker than that Demon Lord!"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire hall was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Qianmo Xiechong with faces full of disbelief.
Does their Qianmo clan really have someone who can fight against that Demon Lord…?
Someone quickly thought of something, his eyes lighting up, and he asked impatiently:
"Lord Xiechong, c-could it be that Lord Xieyu is coming out of seclusion…?!"
"Lord Xieyu is coming out of seclusion?!"
"If it's Lord Xieyu, then perhaps it's really possible…!"
When the others heard this, their faces all revealed delighted surprise.
Qianmo Xieyu, Qianmo Xiechong’s only son, hailed as the number one monstrous genius of the Qianmo family in a thousand years!
In just over two hundred years, he stepped into the Immortal Emperor cultivation realm!
He defeated all the experts of the Qianmo family!
After that, he went into closed-door cultivation and has not come out for a full two hundred years!
Qianmo Xiechong held his head high and announced with pride and confidence:
"My son is not about to come out of seclusion, he has already come out!”
As his voice fell, a man with a cold and desolate expression slowly walked out from one side of the great hall and stood upon the dais.
Seeing Qianmo Xieyu, the crowd couldn't help but praise him one after another:
"Lord Xieyu’s aura is far sharper than before he went into seclusion!"
"As expected of the future pride of our Qianmo clan!"
"His disposition seems to have changed quite a bit too, he's become much more composed!"
"Even that Demon Lord might not be our Qianmo Young Master's opponent!"
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing someone mention the term 'Demon Lord,' Qianmo Xieyu’s brows furrowed slightly, revealing a trace of displeasure.
But he quickly composed himself and returned to his usual expression.
Seeing the crowd's morale soaring, Qianmo Xiechong gave them another dose of reassurance.
"Everyone, I have already contacted the other clans from all over the Western Domain!"
"At that time, when we of the Western Domain unite and form the power of a thousand clans, it will be the time to once again stir up a storm of blood and gore in our Demon Realm!"
"That is what our Demon Realm should truly be like!"
"Roar roar roar!"
"A mere Demon Lord, to be replaced by my Qianmo clan!"
Hearing this, the crowd burst into jubilant cheers, as if victory were right before their eyes.
And just at this moment, the great doors of the Qianmo Evil Palace were suddenly kicked open with a loud bang!
A blood-red figure, with hands behind its back, slowly stepped into the great hall…
"Oh my~ It seems quite lively in here~?"
"Did I come at a bad time?”