Chapter 632: Chapter 565: The Ceremony Between Monarch and Ministers_2

However, the cold token in her sleeve lay there reassuringly, not inside that man-eating box.

So whose token was in the box at that moment?

She couldn’t help but look up towards the Time Platform.

The Demon Lord, who had been standing on the long steps, appeared before the desk at some point, having tossed the black Mystic Iron Box at her feet, which was quickly swallowed by fierce flames.

A pitch-black token was being held in her hand; the ancient script ‘Lu’ was engraved on both sides of it.

The Battle Order that had fallen into a box truly belonged to the Six Rivers.

The fierce flames reflected in her deep pupils, filled with the remnants of shattered, dim light.

She stood there silently for a long time before finally slowly raising her head, her eyes unblinkingly staring at Baili An.

Ning Feiyan couldn’t tell if it was her illusion, but at that moment, the expression of the Demon Lord seemed no different from usual. Yet, there was a faint but extremely terrifying hint of dangerous aggression in her eyes.

Even though that dangerous feeling wasn’t directed at her, just watching from a distance was enough to feel a bone-chilling, intensely fearful aura.

Even Shu Ci seemed uncomfortable as he frowned slightly, his expression carrying a subtly bizarre look as he watched Baili An.

What was this young man’s background that he could infuriate the Demon Lord to such an extent?

Separated by three thousand long steps, the oppressive aura surrounding the Demon Lord became more distinct. Yet, on her face was a faint smile, eerily cold and barely there.

“Today, are you challenging Shu Ci as a representative of the Six Rivers of the Demon World?”

Baili An, looking along the fiery long steps, answered earnestly, “Yes.”

The token in her hand suddenly twisted, turning into a pool of blazingly hot molten iron, which slowly dripped out from her palm and fingers. The Demon Lord’s smile grew even brighter: “Do you know, once you join my Demon Sect, you belong to it for life? Even if you die and decay in the future, you are not entitled to a burial in the Mortal World’s Houtu.”

Baili An’s gaze flickered for a moment, Ning Feiyan noticed this scene clearly, but soon, he regained his composure: “Yes.”

Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord actually burst out laughing as if she had encountered something interesting for the first time in her life.

The curve at her lips deepened, but the smile never reached her eyes, and with a flick of her eye, her tone carried a hint of grinding teeth.

“You declare allegiance to the Six Rivers, and I am the Demon Lord. Thus, you are the subject, and I am the ruler. If a ruler returns to his banquet, he should be greeted with the kneeling worship of the full court.”

She watched him from afar, her gaze piercing through layers of firelight. It seemed as if she saw two souls within one body over years, her brows tinged with a hint of bitterness, her voice cold and sharp as she spoke from her thin lips, chillingly piercing: “Can you kneel to me?!”

Ning Feiyan’s heart tightened silently, aware that the words he’d mumbled in confusion that night, ‘traitorous Arao,’ in the eyes of the demons made him just Six Rivers.

But she knew, the significance in the Demon Lord’s words at this moment was profound.

She turned her head and indeed saw Baili An frowning deeply, but soon, his eyebrows relaxed, and he regained his calm. Holding the umbrella and sword, his back straight as bamboo, he knelt properly: “Greetings, Demon Lord.”

The Female Demon Lord’s eyes, deep as ink droplets, became unfathomably dark, her expression void of any emotions, eerily unnerving: “Are you so eager to die?”

Baili An’s gaze was calm, without ripples, yet very firm: “The battle hasn’t started, life and death, victory and defeat are yet unknown.”

Mi Lu, who couldn’t wait for Baili An to die by Shu Ci’s hand, immediately spoke up with a cold laugh: “Since the Battle Order has fallen into the box, this young lord believes the battle can now begin.”

He sneered sinisterly, looking at Shu Ci meaningfully: “This one is after all the great benefactor who saved our Demon Lord. Please be merciful, Lord Shu Ci.”

While the exact details were unknown, the current situation was just to his liking.

Without the need to challenge Shu Ci, Ning Feiyan naturally had no reason to be exiled to Wasteland City.

Shu Ci did not pay attention to Mi Lu, just gave Baili An a brief look, and dropped a sentence: “I will wait for you in the leaves.”

Then, decisively and quickly, he entered that small world.

Baili An got up with his sword and also entered the same piece of Qingye.

At the moment, it was midday; amid several ear-shattering rumbles of thunder, the grand sun in the sky was split by a streak of moonlight. Under the terrified gazes of the crowd, a blood-red moon slowly rose from the horizon of the far-off sky.

Under the gradually chilling and darkening gaze of the Demon Lord, uncountable mountains and the entirety of the Demon World were shrouded in an ominous crimson hue.

A figure hurriedly approached from afar with a not-so-good complexion. The witch of the Chi Sect, catching sight of the disturbance, quietly moved and instantly shifted behind the figure, stretching out her hand to grab her shoulder and yanked her into the hidden dark shadows.

Su Jing turned around and coldly faced the witch dressed in Chi Sect garments.

The witch was none other than Yin Baishuang, the young mistress from Cangwu Palace who had entered the Demon World with her.

She casually sealed the violently shaking small coffin in her wallet for it was influenced by the energy of the crimson moon; any demon, ghost, and goblin on the demon soil would become ferociously violent.

This coffin is the treasure of Central Netherworld and was still able to maintain a trace of Shou’s consciousness from being obliterated.

But if the coffin were opened, it might lead to a situation like the one two hundred years ago.

“What craziness are you up to, running around like this! I just saw that corpse demon kid, he has actually pledged allegiance to the Six Rivers of the Demon World.”

Yin Baishuang frowned seriously, meeting Su Jing’s icy eyes: “You missed quite a show, that kid is looking for his own death, launching a Battle Order against Shu Ci. He has already entered the Qingye World.”

Su Jing’s face, which still had the last trace of color, lost all its hue, save for the slowly trickling conspicuous color of blood on his pale lips.

Qingye World contained three thousand Boundary Laws.

Each piece of Qingye World was unique; the one Baili An was in was a silent, snowy night.

The snow was deep enough to bury ankles, and the roaring noise of the wind blowing the snow was beside his ears.

He looked at the young girl floating ethereally above the snowy ground, her ruined dress fluttering in the wind, as in the dark night, her gaze appeared hollow and void, staring vacantly at him.

Her head suddenly tilted, her ash-grey lips slowly opened: “Could I interpret your actions… as you intending to save Ning Feiyan’s life?”

Baili An shook his head and looked at her: “I just want to have a fight with you.”

“Lies.” The wind rose from nowhere, blowing up drifting snowflakes.

Shu Ci looked at him expressionlessly: “Although I do not possess the human seven emotions and six desires, my abilities can sense others’ emotions. You are lying; you cannot deceive me.”

Baili An was taken aback, then he smiled: “Does it matter?”

Shu Ci’s head, which had been tilted, slowly straightened: “Indeed, it doesn’t matter, but I am curious how you managed to change the Battle Order to that of the Six Rivers.”

Baili An mimicked her earlier action, tilting his head and looking at her with a stilted expression: “I think this is also not something that Lord Shu Ci should pay extra attention to.”

Shu Ci’s eyebrows suddenly raised; she disliked others mimicking her habitual actions, feeling violated, so she got very angry.

She decided to kill this clueless young man.

The wind and snow suddenly intensified.

Shu Ci’s eyes too turned cold as the harrowing wind and snow blew, she stretched an arm, palm facing the earth, the delicate and soft palm lit up inch by inch like ancient sleeping demons in tombs being awakened.

Her fingers clenched, causing the snow-covered earth to roll like waves!

A backbone like a deep-sea giant whale curved like a bow emerged from the snow, the earth cracked for miles, and the heavy snow tumbled into the deep abyssal crack.

Shu Ci raised her small hand, grabbing one end of the spinal column, without any visible exertion, the massive bone vibrated terribly.

The bones made a cracking friction sound and in the blink of an eye swung an imposing arc, heavily and savagely smashing towards the young man.

Before the crack could spread under his feet, Baili An leapt high, his Autumnwater Sword casting several clear arcs of sword light, carrying his body as he hurriedly flew away.

The spinal column was massive; its force was as quick as thunder, and as soon as the Autumnwater Sword arrived under his feet, his whole field of vision was occupied by white bones.