"Lin Feng! I will definitely kill you, I definitely will!"

Enraged, Yu Xiyan's delicate face gradually contorted into a grotesque expression.

...

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day...

The city of Demon Breath was packed with people, as sects from all walks of life gathered at the Demon Nightmare Palace, ready to witness the splendor of the Dragon Han Empress.

This is a golden age for the Demon Realm, a historical moment that every citizen of the Demon Realm can be proud of.

The streets had long been cleared by the Demon Breath Legion, and the decorations adorning both sides were still clearly visible.

The main street, which was several hundred paces wide, was already paved with flowers, awaiting the arrival of the esteemed Empress Longhan.

Suddenly, auspicious clouds covered the sky.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of dragon roars echoed through the void.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the residents of the city knelt down in worship.

"Empress Longhan has arrived!"

With an echoing sound of celestial waves, a golden dragon chariot arrived, traversing the clouds.

Four guards from the Dragon Han Empire led the way, standing guard on either side of the golden dragon carriage to protect the Empress's safety.

Song Yanran, dressed in a pale yellow dragon robe with trim, sat quietly inside the carriage.

She closed her eyes tightly, seemingly deep in thought.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, illuminating her and highlighting her radiant face.

A gentle breeze stirred her hair, but it could not disturb the thoughts in her heart.

The car was filled with a faint fragrance, her favorite scent of plum blossoms.

"Welcome Empress Ziwei!"

Fu Yanchao personally greeted the emperor, standing before the imperial carriage and bowing respectfully.

"Her Majesty the Empress ordered me to come here to greet you. She has been waiting for a long time at the Demon Nightmare Palace to personally welcome Empress Ziwei!"

"Well, thank you for your help."

The voice inside the imperial carriage was cold and calm, a stark contrast to Leng Qingcheng's irritable and flamboyant nature.

Fu Yanchao immediately made a gesture of invitation: "Please allow me to guide Empress Ziwei."

After saying that, he flipped over and leaped onto a demonic steed. Flowers flew everywhere, and the band played music as they headed towards the Nightmare Palace.

"well……"

Song Yanran sighed softly, slowly opened her eyes, and gazed at the crowded people outside through the thin gauze window, seemingly deep in thought.

...

Inside the Nightmare Palace, Jiang Haitian, still wearing sunglasses, sat ostentatiously in the main seat of a round table.

Around him were the other seventeen deputy leaders of the Demon Breath Palace, their eyes filled with hostility and ill intent as they looked at Jiang Haitian.

Suddenly one of them pointed at Jiang Haitian and said, "Jiang Haitian, do you think you're someone important just because you spent a few stinking bucks to sit in the passenger seat?"

Let me tell you, none of us here didn't fight our way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If we want to hold onto this position, we have to rely on our strength!

Also, is this a seat you can sit in? Don't you know the rules?

This man is called Wang Bao. He was one of the earliest followers of Fu Yanchao and considered himself a confidant of Eagle King Fortress. He was particularly flamboyant in his behavior.

His words resonated with many, and people began to criticize Jiang Haitian.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a state banquet, they probably would have taken action immediately.

After they finished speaking, Jiang Haitian simply adjusted his sunglasses and asked nonchalantly, "Rules? What kind of bullshit rules are these?"

All I know is that in this Demon City, Jiang Haitian's rules are the only true rules.

Anything that Jiang Haitian doesn't recognize is just a piece of toilet paper. Don't try to control me with your outdated ideas.

When I was making a name for myself, you guys were still playing in the mud, a bunch of worthless bastards, what are you trying to prove!"

These words immediately enraged the group, causing them to burst into curses.

"Damn it, you dare say that again?"

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

"Fine, you've got guts, Jiang Haitian. We'll see. One day, I'll definitely fuck your ass!"

Jiang Haitian simply shrugged and said, "What good are you bunch of useless trash besides talking big?"

I'm sitting right here today, and I'd like to see who can make me move an inch, you bunch of idiots!

"He thinks he's something just because he spouts a few loads of bull? He's a spineless coward, a real piece of bad luck!"