CHAPTER 425: CHAPTER 425: GRAND DEMON ASSEMBLY

"Grand Demon Assembly?"

In the reports submitted by Cang Ji and the others about the situation in the Demon Realm, the most conspicuous were these four words.

Brother Cheng had some impression of this assembly.

Before entering the Demon Realm, Yuanxu Quasi-Emperor had mentioned once that the Golden Dragon King Ao Yang was recently sealing off for death, just to prepare for the Grand Demon Assembly.

Cang Ji solemnly said, "That’s right, the 32 Quasi-Emperors of the Earth Division of the Grand Demon Palace are selected from the Grand Demon Assembly."

"Only by entering the Earth Division can one have a voice in the Demon Realm and not be arbitrarily used as cannon fodder."

"Just like this time, the Celestial Demon Emperor forcibly expelled our Azure Dragon Tribe from the Demon Realm, but in fact, he could only expel Cangqiong, Yikong, and Mo Yang, not me."

"Even the Demon Emperor doesn’t have the authority to remove me as an Earth Division member."

"To expel me, they would have to wait until my term as an Earth Division member expires."

He shook his head with a sigh, "However, the next Grand Demon Assembly is coming up, and we are doomed to not keep this position..."

It seems this position is very important; if one plans to mingle in the Demon Realm, they must first secure a spot.

Only the Demon Emperor can enter the Celestial Division, and Brother Cheng’s realm is currently insufficient.

"How do you enter the Earth Division?"

"By fighting your way in."

"Fight?"

Brother Cheng laughed; he thought it was selected, which would have been really troublesome.

He was not surprised; this style matched the Demon Race’s appetite.

Beside him, Yikong nodded, "The Grand Demon Assembly happens once every ten billion years, and each race can only send one Quasi-Emperor to compete. Fight your way into the top 32, and you’re automatically selected for the Earth Division."

"What if you win first place?"

Cangqiong said solemnly, "Then you can become the Lord of the Earth Division, commanding the division with power not inferior to the 17 Demon Emperors!"

Mo Yang said regretfully, "What a pity. Last time, Cang Ji ended up in third place but was still defeated by the Qilin Race’s Qi Yun."

Although Cang Ji hasn’t acted, Brother Cheng could sense his powerful presence.

His group of disciples probably wouldn’t be a match for him.

"Is that Qi Yun really that formidable?"

Yikong said resentfully, "Formidable is formidable, but mainly it’s unfair!"

"Why?"

"The battle is continuous, with no chance for recovery. Cang Ji fought fiercely all the way, each battle turning the world upside down, suffering heavy injuries. Qi Yun mostly faced allies of the Qilin Race, who voluntarily eased off."

Brother Cheng understood now.

When the two finally met, Cang Ji was already a spent force, while Qi Yun hadn’t even dropped a hair. How could he fight like that?

Damn, the other side was just escorted all the way!

The rules were probably set like this intentionally by the Qilin Race.

Mo Yang added, "Last time, Cangqiong stopped at seventh place, also due to this reason."

Brother Cheng asked, "Our Azure Dragon Tribe has been expelled from the Demon Realm. Do we still have eligibility to participate in this assembly?"

"Yes."

Cang Ji proudly said, "Before the next assembly ends, I am still considered an Earth Division member. I have the right to recommend any member of our race to compete."

Brother Cheng thought to himself, that’s good, otherwise, he’d have to think of other ways.

As long as he can compete himself, everything else is manageable later.

However, the dragons present couldn’t be so optimistic.

"Alas, unfortunately, any Quasi-Emperor who has entered the Earth Division cannot participate again for fifty billion years."

This was also a special rule established under the intervention of the Qilin Race back then.

Under this rule, clans like the Azure Dragon Tribe, which have two super strong individuals, cannot constantly occupy the Earth Division position.

Within fifty billion years, they can only be there twice at most.

Therefore, the return of the genius strong Ao Yang is what makes the Golden Dragon Tribe so excited.

The Qilin Race is different; they have seventy Quasi-Emperors, always able to find a dozen powerful experts, making the Earth Division position practically their family’s fixed seat.

"Cangqiong and Cang Ji, these two brothers cannot compete this time."

"Next time, we can only rely on ourselves."

The entire Demon Realm is full of experts.

Even the Three Races of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin have several branches, like the Golden Dragon, Cyan Dragon, Fire Phoenix, Ice Phoenix, Mo Lin, and Yu Lin...

The foundations of these tribes are no less than the Azure Dragon Tribe.

The other Tiger Race, Ape Race, Profound Turtle Race, Insect Race have always been full of strong individuals.

How difficult is it to emerge successfully?

Yikong and Mo Yang fear they have no chance of winning.

Cang Ji felt gloomy but still gathered his spirits to smile, "You few better work hard. This time, two Great Emperors are watching, so don’t bring shame to our Azure Dragon Tribe!"

Cangqiong also encouraged, "Do your best!"

Yikong and Mo Yang, along with five Quasi-Emperors, nodded heavily.

"We five will quickly choose the strongest one, and will definitely fight our way into the top 32!"

As long as they can keep a seat in the Earth Division, they still have some say.

This is very important to them.

Brother Cheng saw their ambitious yet tragic atmosphere and couldn’t help but find it amusing.

"You don’t need to choose; this time, I will enter the battle myself."

Not to mention Cang Ji and Cangqiong cannot compete; even if they could, he wouldn’t let them compete this time.

That Lord of the Earth Division position, only he is confident enough, right?

Once he secures this position, it would be delightful.

"Ah?"

"Great Emperor, you want to compete yourself?"

"This... seems a bit inappropriate?"

Cang Ji and Yikong both couldn’t understand.

"What’s inappropriate about it?"

Brother Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Is my status too high to compete?"

Cang Ji wanted to say that his status is supreme in the Azure Dragon Tribe, but quite common in the Grand Demon Assembly.

There’s no problem competing; the main issue is...

"You are not currently a Quasi-Emperor."

They value Brother Cheng’s future, not his current state.

After all this talk, they don’t trust his strength.

"Is it forbidden to participate if you’re not a Quasi-Emperor?"

"That wouldn’t be the case, as long as I recommend you, even a Dragon Venerable can compete."

"Then it’s settled; this is my decision, cooperate well."

Brother Cheng went against the consensus and directly decided to enter himself.

Cang Ji, Cangqiong, and Yikong couldn’t oppose, so they had to accept.

"I’m suddenly looking forward to your performance in the Grand Demon Assembly."

After they left, Cang Ling spoke again.

She chuckled secretly, "Maybe this time, I can see some of your cards, and force out all of your strength."

Brother Cheng thought to himself that she’d never see it, because he himself didn’t know his limits.

"By the way, does the Qilin Tribe like pearls a lot?"

When Qimeng and the other Qilin Tribe members came, he noticed a detail.

These Qilin Tribe members were all adorned with beads.

Around their necks, limbs, and even on their heads, various colorful and varied beads were competing in beauty.

Given his understanding that Dragon Tribes loved gold, silver, and jewels, he could accept this too.

Probably another tribal quirk.

"Indeed, they symbolize Qilin with pearls. They used to fight us for pearls before."

"In recent years, as our Dragon Tribe has declined, they have acquired most of the pearls."

Brother Cheng curiously asked, "Pearls are common in the Lower Realm; are they not produced in the Immortal Realm?"