"Uh... I’m not sure...?" Purple responded to Yuan’s question about the Supreme Ruler’s whereabouts.
Suddenly, Yuan noticed a figure emerging from the tower and quickly approaching them.
"Are you the Supreme Ruler?" Yuan asked the human-looking demon hovering before them.
"Not even close," he responded. "I am the Supreme Adviser, second in power within the Crimson Continent."
"Then where is the Supreme Ruler?" Yuan asked.
"The Supreme Ruler will appear soon, but first..." The Supreme Adviser turned his gaze to Supreme Ruler Dena and continued speaking, "Why did you leave the Deprived Crimson Valley and return here? Have you forgotten about the indescribable crime you’ve committed against the people here? If I were you, I’d be too ashamed to show my face here again."
"There is no place besides the Deprived Crimson Valley that welcomes a Forsaken, especially one as heinous as you!"
Despite the Supreme Adviser’s harsh words, Supreme Ruler Dena’s expression remained as calm as a still pond.
"How does one forget something they have no recollection of in the very beginning?" she spoke a moment later.
"What...?" The Supreme Adviser frowned.
"As for me being a Forsaken... I have no clue where you got such information, but that’s nothing more than slander," she continued before the Supreme Adviser could say anything else.
"Are you claiming to be innocent despite the overwhelming evidence against you? Do you really expect me—expect anyone to believe that?" The Supreme Adviser responded with a deep frown, looking like he’d been mocked.
"Whether you believe me or not is none of my concern," Supreme Ruler Dena calmly said. "I am just here to reclaim my position."
"Reclaim your position?! And how are you going to do that? With force, like you usually do?!" The Supreme Adviser shouted, his face and voice full of anger. "Even if you force your way back into being the Supreme Ruler again, nobody would trust you!"
"I couldn’t care less if nobody trusts me. Even if everyone hates me, as long as they do their job properly—"
"Alright, let’s stop there." Yuan interrupted her.
He then turned to the Supreme Adviser. "You claim there’s overwhelming evidence she’s responsible for this city’s disappearance, but from what I’ve heard, your so‑called proof is flimsy at best and proves nothing."
"..."
The Supreme Adviser frowned at Yuan in confusion.
"I should have asked this sooner, but who in the hell are you? Are you the one responsible for the deaths of our two soldiers?" he asked after a brief silence.
"You make it sound like I personally killed them," Yuan sighed while shaking his head. "They were the ones who invoked Demon God’s Wrath."
"That’s not what I heard from those who were present."
"I don’t know what those idiots told you, but they definitely lied."
"Lie? To me? There’s no way."
"You’re a bit too trusting—borderline gullible. No wonder you were so quick to believe those false accusations against Dena," Yuan said.
Yet, despite the seemingly dire situation, Supreme Ruler Dena kept calm and showed no sign of panic, nor was she putting on a brave face. She was genuinely unconcerned.
As for Yuan, he was actually admiring the formation, as it was unfathomably powerful and far beyond even the strongest formations within the Nine Heavens.
"This is your last chance to return to the Deprived Crimson Valley," the Supreme Adviser warned as he lifted his arm, pointing it toward the crimson sky.
"I refuse," Supreme Ruler Dena replied without hesitation.
"Then die."
The Supreme Adviser swung his arm in a downward motion, as if trying to split the space before him, and in the next instant, the countless crimson swords forming the barrier locked onto Supreme Ruler Dena and shot toward her.
The scene resembled Yuan’s Swords of Eternal Torment, but on a massive scale.
In response, Supreme Ruler Dena sprang into action, meeting the storm of blades head‑on with her crimson hair.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Although Supreme Ruler Dena managed to destroy the swords for a time and seemed to be holding her own, her weakened state gradually began to show. Her movements slowed, and she started failing to block some of the blades.
The blades she failed to block impaled her body and started draining even more of her strength.
Soon, Supreme Ruler Dena had grown so weak that she could no longer control her hair. However, the Demon God’s formation remained active and continued its relentless assault until her body was riddled with countless strikes, leaving her looking like a porcupine bristling with quills.

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