The battle was over, and the result was obvious: Bai Yi had won.

Moreover, it wasn't just a simple victory. Although the fight was incredibly loud, Bai Yi's clothes remained completely undamaged.

"Wow, the soil here has been loosened up repeatedly, and the soil quality is exceptionally good."

And the surrounding dense magical energy, which could probably linger for many years, would be perfect for planting something.

The terrain around the Demon King's castle has been completely altered.

Looking at the ground beneath his feet, Bai Yi felt his DNA stirring; it would be a shame not to plant something here.

However, there was one more thing he needed to do before that.

Looking back at the person lying on the ground, still not up, was the Demon King Raul Wayne, whose Dao Heart had been shattered by Bai Yi.

His eyes seemed devoid of light, and he appeared completely emo, as if he might enter a state of depression at any moment.

I'm sorry for being born a human being.

"Don't be like this, young man. It's just a little setback. How can you lose your fighting spirit like this?"

Putting everything else aside, you should be one of the strongest in this world. You fought quite well in that battle just now.

"Ancestor, don't try to comfort me. What just happened... how could that be considered a battle?"

Wasn't this all just a game you played from beginning to end? I didn't even see your limits until the very end.

Raul Wayne became withdrawn, along with the demonic will within the Demon King's Crown.

Losing isn't shameful. After all, as a Demon King, especially one who was slain by a hero, you only entered the Demon King's crown after being thoroughly defeated.

However, if everyone gangs up on each other and still fails using such a completely unsportsmanlike gang fight tactic, then that would be extremely shameful.

The Demon King cheated first. We've already opened the gates and we still can't beat him. What kind of nonsense is this?

His dignity and honor as the Demon King have been completely shattered.

In response, Bai Yi changed his approach to persuasion.

"...Let's put the facts aside. Didn't the two of us fight a massive battle? Wouldn't anyone else who got close be torn to shreds by the aftershocks?"

"Leaving aside the facts? But..."

"Don't even mention 'can't,' just tell me if you're one of the top few in this world?"

"Hmm... what you said does make some sense?"

Seeing the light return to someone's eyes, Bai Yi wondered, "This young man seems pretty easy to fool."

"Your Majesty, he's manipulating you!"

Several high-ranking demons watched from a distance, inwardly shouting, but they dared not actually say it aloud.

They remained silent, hoping that the two demon lords, especially the Lord of Gluttony, would ignore their existence.

In this way, they can quietly leave this place, this ghostly place that has left them with psychological trauma.

Unfortunately, often, the things we least want to face are the ones that are most likely to happen.

"Gentlemen, you must have enjoyed the play quite a bit, right?"

Bai Yi suddenly turned around and looked at them. It felt like playing a horror game and encountering a monster around the corner. The scene was too terrifying.

Under Bai Yi's gaze, they couldn't help but feel their hearts race, their faces flush, and their breathing become rapid, unsure of what to do.

The Flame Demon originally wanted to say that it thoroughly enjoyed watching the fight, as it was incredibly rewarding to witness such powerful individuals battling.

Even the most honest of them all sensed that this was a potentially fatal question.