Ye Yu raised a black ghostly flame from his palm, incinerating it completely.
A complete annihilation of soul and spirit.
“Why so damned foolish, still wanting to kill me now?”
“Too bad, you simply weren’t strong enough!”
That feud from twenty-eight years ago was finally settled.
No next life for you to worry about.
No, wait—almost forgot: when your soul is destroyed, there is no next life!
Still, I should thank you.
To Ye Yu, Wu Yao felt more like an enemy coming to repay a favor.
Not only did it save him the trouble of tracking Wu Yao down, but he also gained a major piece of information for free.
Half a month later, Kongming Prefecture would hold an open contest to select its state Demon Lord.
Let strength speak—winner takes the throne!
By then, heroes would gather from all sides; attending would guarantee a massive haul of submission points!
Of course, he had to become stronger first.
Only then could he face unknown dangers with confidence.
After all, bluffing at the Demon Lord contest would get you killed.
The last ones standing would be True Demon lords or Demon Emperor-level experts—if any rookie charged in, he’d die for sure.
With Ye Yu’s slight build, he’d freeze for certain!
Mastering the balance between bluffing and not being exposed was crucial.
With that thought, Ye Yu flickered away, racing into the distance.
Time passed.
Half a month flew by.
Soon it was the day of Kongming Prefecture’s Demon Lord contest.
Powerful demons from every region gathered here.
They all hungered for that supreme prefectural throne.
Of course, Kongming wasn’t the only place holding such contests.
Prefectures like Juque and Niepan also needed new Demon Lords.
The previous Ascension Battle had devastated the demon world.
Of the nine great Demon Lords, only Bai Qingsong of Dongyao Prefecture survived; the rest had perished.
Everything unfolded exactly as Ye Yu had planned.
Upon his return to the demon world, Bai Qingsong claimed the title of co-ruler of the demon realm.
After all, he was the only surviving Demon Lord.
At first it seemed fine, but as time passed, discontent grew among the demons.
For ages, nine Demon Lords had governed together.
“Why should Dongyao Prefecture break that rule?”
When voices of opposition rose, Bai Qingsong’s first reaction was to kill.
Whoever dared speak up was slain, leaving no dissent.
Thus he remained co-ruler.
As a might-makes-right realm, if Bai Qingsong had reached peak Demon Emperor Realm and crushed everyone, perhaps no one would object.
But he hadn’t.
As days wore on, calls to reelect the demon world ruler grew louder—he couldn’t slay them all!
Reluctantly, Bai Qingsong compromised, ignoring outside affairs and allowing each prefecture to hold its own Demon Lord selection.
Hence today’s scene at Kongming Prefecture’s Demon Lord Hall.

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