Sifuer had long anticipated that there would be a day like this on the path she chose. She looked at the longsword in her hand, her wrist still trembling uncontrollably. The gazes of the Demon Race around her watched with amusement, the people from the cornerstone realm looked on coldly, her subordinates waited eagerly. Countless burdens weighed upon her. Driven by an unwilling heart and naive calculations, she made it this far step by step. She never thought things would go so smoothly, nor could she predict whether the Holy City would recognize her actions and not hold her accountable after today.

A light patting sensation came from behind her; she turned around to meet the approving and acknowledged gaze of her grand-uncle. The encouragement from the elders seemed to give Sifuer boundless courage. Looking again at her Uncle Bailang's resolute face, her hand finally stopped shaking as she stepped steadily out of the pavilion!

As she took the first step, Bailang and Leohard instinctively knelt on either side of Sifuer's path. As she took the second step, Christina swiftly moved forward a few steps and knelt on one knee at her side. Those creators from the Demon Race, who had secretly contacted Sifuer, saw the big picture was settled. They all stepped out of the pavilion and knelt along the road, bowing their heads in allegiance.

Inside the pavilion, only two remaining creators hesitated. Just when they decided with determination to step out and exhibit their submission, a sinister voice came from behind: "Too late!"

"No! You can't kill me! We are ready to accept your conditions! Great Sifuer, I am willing to submit!" one of the creators hurriedly rushed out while shouting!

Upon hearing this, Sifuer's forward steps didn't halt. Watching from where he stood, Samikina loudly proclaimed: "The Samijana Clan does not need allies with wavering resolve!"

Striking against these two lords wasn't Pei Yan's colleagues. Two figures emerged from the shadows, controlling the bodies of the two lords, as fourteen personal guards brought by Samikina uncovered their cloaks to reveal the Demon Dragon Badge on their armor. In the terrified expressions of the two lords with mouths agape, they were hacked to pieces.

"Are these two the Shadow Race my disciple mentioned?" Gu Shenghui, holding snacks, came beside Samikina, chewing the food in his mouth, and looked at the distant figures emerging from the shadows with curiosity.

"Your talented disciple truly understands our Demon Race. Someday I want to have a good conversation with him." Samikina said, shifting his gaze to Pei Yan, the instigator of this event, calmly saying, "I leave it to Mr. Mu to deal with the subordinates of these two."

Gu Shenghui nodded, said no more, and waved the fork in his hand. Liang Qian pressed his earphone while issuing orders, snapping his fingers towards the camp of the two subordinates.

The violent explosions sounded like the artillery celebrating the enthronement of a new king. Behind the path cleared by Pei Yan and others, Sifuer walked towards Buck House with a longsword in hand.

"Come on! End my life, let me return to the embrace of the Demon God. Whether you succeed or fail, I curse....!"

Before Buck House, with eyes red and teeth clenched, finished his final words, Sifuer grasped the sword hilt with both hands, raised it high, and fiercely plunged it through his throat. Then, with momentum, disregarding the spraying blood, Sifuer bent down, picked up the enemy's head, and held it high above her head!

Inside the newly set-up pavilion, Sifuer stood at the principal position, quietly washing her blood-stained hands in the basin Hel held. Her cold eyes scanned the sides of the long table, where seats were rearranged. The Friedrich and Buck House investigation hall had cleared five lords, plus the two cleared by Samikina's subordinates, leaving seven positions vacant among fifteen.

Today, the entire long table was distinctly divided. On the left side, headed by Samikina, Christina, originally seated at the last seat, moved forward, sitting with the subdued Demon Race.

On the right side, headed by Gu Shenghui, followed by Pei Yan, Elder Zuo, Elder Lin, Xie Chujun, Mei Simiao, Ni Wenyong, and finally Ye Ruozai at the end. Originally, with Pei Yan's true identity and strength, he shouldn't sit so close to the front, but here, he was not only the liaison of this alliance but also held a status as Gu Shenghui's nominal disciple, revered. Meanwhile, Elder Lin and Elder Zuo, regardless of strength, only served as followers.

Everyone seated, the maid again served wine and fruit trays. With a cheerful smile, Pei Yan placed both hands on the table, saying, "Now that we are seated, is everyone without objections?"

Aside from Samikina, who again fell into a state of rest after doing everything, who chuckled faintly upon hearing these words, the other Demon Race all lowered their heads, not daring to meet Pei Yan's scanning eye. Objections? Who would dare have objections? Those with objections are all dead!

"As for Miss Sifuer's coalition command...."

"I am still young, limited, and lack prestige. I decided to appoint Samikina as the coalition commander; I will serve as the deputy commander!" Before Pei Yan could finish, Sifuer took the towel handed by the maid to wipe her hands, interrupting, then she looked to Pei Yan and added, "This is my decision!"

Hearing this, Pei Yan turned to look at Gu Shenghui; Gu Shenghui shrugged indifferently, saying, "Our investigation hall always follows the principle of not interfering in other realms' internal affairs. I respect your choice for coalition leadership!"

Seeing Gu Shenghui's brazen statement with a calm face, Pei Yan admired him, not agreeing with his words but realizing he still had much to learn!

Likewise, the Demon Race felt this man was shameless yet dared not speak, and at this moment, a series of noises echoed. Sifuer casually tossed seven blood-stained sanctuary control star discs and fourteen mobilizing badges from the bodies of the deceased lords onto the table.

Seeing these items, all the Demon Race immediately reddened their eyes. These represented tokens of military power, in this chaotic world outside the Holy City, the greatest assurance of personal security and honor!

Yet rationality and the desire for survival suppressed the greed in everyone's hearts, allowing Sifuer to pick the largest two sanctuary control star discs and badges. She put one in her arms and handed the other to Samikina.

Everyone understood that this was earned by taking great risks, hence they turned their gazes to the remaining five star discs. The subsequent meeting seemed entirely boring to Pei Yan, looking at Bailang and others analyzing and counting the forces, and the lords arguing and refusing to yield, Pei Yan suddenly found it tedious, turning to see Gu Shenghui was enjoying watching the farce intently.

Feeling Pei Yan's gaze, Gu Shenghui turned his head, seeing his impatient expression, he sighed and thought to himself that youth indeed cannot contain himself!