Chapter 850: Chapter 661: Kneel (2)

The slender phoenix-like eyes squinted after a yawn, and slowly opened, just seeing Baili An walking into the hall.

Those sleepy eyes suddenly brightened, instantly rejuvenating, she sat upright and smiled, saying, “Has River Lord Si Chen finished cultivation?”

Then her eyes slightly shifted, and she instructed an Inner Official, “Haven’t you granted a seat yet?”

“This…” The Inner Official looked troubled, glancing at Young Master Mi Lu and Demon Queen Zhi Yu Yan standing below the hall.

These two, one is the Demon Lord’s blood-related elder brother, and the other is the esteemed mother?

The Demon World has always had order and distinction between ranks, even so, at this solemn and serious night court, these two esteemed individuals do not have the qualifications to sit.

Even though Mi Lu is the elder brother, he is also the Young Lord, ultimately still a subject.

And Zhi Yu Yan is the Demon Queen, however, her status should fall into dust with the fading of the former Monarch.

Now she has achieved a corpse demon form, the corpse demon is a presence jointly hunted by the Six Realms. Although based on her status and power, no one in the Demon World dares to take action against her, the deceased spirit ultimately loses the qualification to sit in the Empress Dowager’s esteemed position.

Neither of the two was granted a seat, how could River Lord Si Chen be directly granted a seat upon arrival?

In the court, everyone with eyes could see the Demon Lord’s favoritism towards this one, their gazes becoming increasingly deep.

But Baili An didn’t want to become the focus of this disdain, he frowned and said, “I should just stand, right?”

The Female Demon Lord had not yet responded, when Demon Queen Zhi Yu Yan slowly turned her gaze, her black pupils nearly occupying the entire white of her eyes.

The ominous glance from afar seemed to waft a strong corpse aura towards him.

“Are you the audacious scoundrel who took my son’s Young Princess Consort?!”

The sharp, tearing voice contained an unresolvable sinister energy, as the words transformed into sound, it formed a direct and all-consuming force!

The four-sided hall vanished into illusion, both the Demon Ministers on the court and the Demon Lord on the high seat were gone, replaced by a blood-red sea on the Corpse Mountain.

Baili An stood atop this Corpse Mountain and blood sea, surrounded by piercing cold winds.

The sky above is blood-gray, lean and angular little ghosts surround Corpse Mountain, devouring human flesh and white bones, the ghosts wailing mournfully, cries piercingly echo.

At the end of that Corpse Mountain, a pair of blood-red large pupils flickered, below those eyes, deep purple slender lips faintly emitted sound, at the corners of the lips, a pair of eerie tusks hid faintly, the sharp tips of the hooked fangs dripping bright red blood pearls, staining the lip corners.

Subsequently, the Corpse Mountain under Baili An’s feet shook violently, numerous eerie white bone arms struggled through the blood sea and Bone Mountain, crawling out, hoarsely roaring as they climbed towards Baili An.

Those white bone corpses seemed slow but in reality frantically quickly seized Baili An’s legs and body.

Amidst a vast movement, the Corpse Mountain and blood sea suddenly collapsed, replaced by a huge blood-colored abyss.

In the abyss, iron chains crisscrossed, ghost fire loomed, and the surrounding atmosphere was imbued with a cold and deathly air.

It was unmistakably the great door leading to Hell, opening towards him.

Such horrific and terrifying scene, any life with spirit fearing death would under this Thousand Tribulation Realm’s transformation suppression be scared out of their wits, their liver and gall splitting.

Baili An thoughtfully observed those giant blood pupils in the gray sky, yet no hint of terror could be seen on his face, even faintly found some amusement.

Indeed worthy of being the former Demon Queen, what fierce yin grievance energy, as soon as she woke up, she didn’t forget to flaunt her corpse demon talent.

If the other River Lords, or the Demon Lord himself came, they might truly be trapped in this deathly hell for a while.

Unfortunately, she used the wrong way to give a show of power.

Sanctum Ascension realm’s resurrection through death tribulation, sure the corpse demon can break rules, directly speaking and forming expressions, having self-thoughts, truly being among the peak level existence buried in the world’s Yin Soil among thousands of corpse demons.

But, in this world, there is a kind of extraordinary bloodline, able to purely suppress the millions of corpse demons buried within the Yin Soil merely by blood.

The Demon Queen was very lucky, to be able to open her eyes and awaken after dying for thousands of years.

At the same time, the Demon Queen was also unlucky, for on the first night she awakened, she encountered the being from the seventeenth page of the corpse demon strategy.

Baili An chuckled softly, folding his arms, and glanced indifferently at the wide-open gates of hell beneath him.

His soul was not under the control of the Netherworld Mansion; since Jiang Chen had personally altered his destiny, how could the Yan Jun beneath this gate dare to forcibly take him in?

A flash of blood-red streaked across his eyes as he looked down, not a trace of murderous intent, no scent of blood, yet somehow it caused the endless soul-reaping yin chains behind the door to shatter and scatter into ashes.

Standing within the realm of the Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan’s Talent, he glanced over the roaring, murderous sea of blood atop the Corpse Mountain and enunciated, “Kneel!”

Those white bone hands clinging tightly to his legs trembled violently all of a sudden, retreating like a tide in fear, filling the entire space with a sense of submission and reverence.

The white bones knelt down entirely.

As Baili An closed and opened his eyes, he returned once more to the silent morning court.

Silent was not an exaggeration.

For at this moment, all the Demon Ministers, even the Mohe and Young Master Mi Lu, seemed to be having their breaths choked, their pupils shrinking violently, eyes widening in shock.

Their faces were drained of all color as they looked in disbelief at the Demon Queen, Zhi Yuyan, whose shoulders were trembling continuously, kneeling on the ground towards Baili An!

“Mother! What are you doing?” Young Master Mi Lu saw his respected and beloved mother kneeling towards the man who took his wife, and he roared in anguish, as if his liver and gall would burst.

Even the Demon Ministers who had bowed their heads respectfully were completely bewildered and confused.

They thought, just a moment ago, the Demon Queen’s aura was so strong and daunting as she questioned, and even though that majestic yin energy wasn’t directed at them, it made them feel a chilling sense of dread.

They had been watching, waiting for the Demon Queen to tear the young Mohe to pieces, but that scene didn’t unfold.

Instead, the next moment, unexpectedly, there was a loud thump as she knelt down firmly without the slightest hesitation.

Looking at their River Lord Baili An, he nodded calmly, and with patience and politeness, he spoke:

“Since you are the Demon Queen, you surely know the rules of the Monarch’s Return Banquet. Since I defeated Lord Shu Ci, I have the rightful claim to demand the ‘filth demon’ in the cage from His Majesty.

It was Young Master Mi Lu himself who failed to recognize the true form of the ‘filth demon’ and missed the chance with River Lord Ning. And His Majesty, true to his word, granted me River Lord Ning, so where is this talk of ‘wife-stealing’ from?

Moreover, as I am now the Shouhe, by rank and status, I’m granted position only below the Demon Lord.

It’s truly inappropriate for you to refer to me as a ‘wicked creature’; however, I imagine you’re advanced in years and show protective instincts towards your child. There’s no need for you to extend such a courtesy to a junior like me, please, rise quickly.”

Baili An’s words, like his polite and sincere, yet unpretentious demeanor, did not seem forced or insincere.

He justified his identity and gave sufficient face to the other party, appearing moderate with his advances and retreats, not pressuring aggressively, which won him much admiration.

Yet only the Demon Queen, Zhi Yuyan, suffered the bitter taste alone, unable to muster any resistance under the absolute power of that natural domineering bloodline.

Baili An’s repeated appellation of ‘you’ was like a thunderous needle from the tribulations, piercing her heart and soul, causing her great pain.

In her newly awakened corpse demon body, she could not endure Baili An’s persistent seniority terms.

In the Corpse Demon Clan, with pure royal blood, aside from Jiang Chen, who would dare commit the grave mistake of presuming to be his elder?

The Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan dared not let him continue speaking, and even less dared to reveal his identity without Baili An’s permission.

She quickly responded in a trembling voice, “Yes, my lord speaks truthfully, it was I who overstepped.”

The sight of submission nearly drove Young Master Mi Lu to madness.

His mother’s awakening ostensibly provided him with the confidence and strength for revenge and seizing power, yet now, their campaign ended so absurdly.

A dignified Demon Queen, though without power in death, what place was there for her to kneel to the Mohe?

The Demon Ministers were repeatedly shocked to their cores, only the Demon Lord atop the high platform, as though seeing through everything, smiled with a profound, unfathomable expression.