Noticing the First Elder's gaze, the Second Prince's heart tightened, and he quickly explained, "First Elder, you are wise. It was not I who harmed my brothers, but the Crown Prince. After Father Emperor's death, he was worried that we brothers would threaten his position, so he sent troops to kill us overnight. I had no choice but to resist."

"My third and fourth brothers were killed by the Crown Prince's men. I haven't harmed a single brother. If the Grand Elder doesn't believe me, he can ask everyone present. Many people can testify for us." As for the Crown Prince wanting to kill him, he naturally doesn't count as a brother.

The Grand Elder's gaze fell on several Golden Crow Guard generals and several important officials. Those people immediately felt that they had been seen through, and dared not lie at all.

They trembled and reported the events of the night to the Grand Elder, which were almost identical to what the Second Prince had said.

"The Demon Emperor has passed away..." The Grand Elder was somewhat lost in thought. Although the royal court was in complete chaos today, it was just a minor disturbance for someone of his level.

On the contrary, the death of the Demon Emperor is a more serious matter. An era has ended, and the demon race has reached a critical moment of life and death.

He composed himself and looked down at the Second Prince and the Little Prince: "So now the Demon Emperor's bloodline is only left in the two of you?"

The Second Prince was delighted: "Excellent, please let the Grand Elder take charge of the overall situation."

Now that there are only two heirs left, isn't it obvious who should be chosen as the Demon Emperor, given the younger brother's age?

I used to resent that all my hard work over the years had come to nothing, thinking that God didn't favor those who worked hard. But now I realize that God has been kind to me.

How could those grandmasters we had previously won over compare to a single word from the Grand Elder?

The little demon queen on the palace gate felt a pang of anxiety. She also understood that compared to the second prince, her son was not competitive at all. If the Grand Elder were to make the decision, it would be all over.

Fortunately, a reassuring voice rang out at that moment: "The Demon Emperor's dying wish was to pass the throne to the young prince, as evidenced by the Sun-Shooting Bow!"

As he spoke, he raised the Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand high.

"The Demon Emperor's dying wish? What's going on?" Several elders looked at the Sun-Shooting Bow with surprise on their faces. The First Elder's eyes shone with two clear lights as he stared intently at Zu An.

Zuan felt a divine sense scanning him, a kind of clear light similar to a lie detector.

Most people would be terrified if they were exposed to such a bright light, and all sorts of things would come out. If asked to provide enough details, they might even confess to peeping at the neighbor's aunt taking a bath when they were children.

But Zu'an was no ordinary person. He had seen countless powerful beings and could chat and laugh with beings like the Demon Emperor and the Human Emperor. He had even witnessed the might of the Heavenly Emperor. Although this Grand Elder was powerful, he was insignificant compared to these people.

So he calmly accepted the other's gaze and repeated his previous statement. The Grand Elder looked surprised. He knew that most people would be trembling with fear under his gaze, so how could they reply with such an imposing air?

He was now unsure whether his Kiyomitsu technique had actually worked.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea. What level is this young man at? How could he possibly hide anything from me?

"The Crown Prince is truly audacious!" The Grand Elder formally rebuked the dead Crown Prince for a long time, then turned to Zu An, his gaze becoming inexplicably fervent, "Do you still have the elixir of immortality you just mentioned?"

Zuan chuckled inwardly. These old monsters, half-buried in the ground, indeed had a strange thirst for longevity.

He shook his head: "Even the Demon Emperor didn't get it back then, and with the secret realm closed, I'm afraid we can only wait for it to reopen next time."

Several elders immediately showed disappointment. The eldest elder knew that the opening time of this secret realm would definitely be very long, perhaps hundreds or thousands of years before it opened again. He couldn't wait even for a few decades.

He glanced at Zu'an suspiciously, wondering if the kid was holding back. Hmm, he'd find a chance to ask him privately; of course, he wouldn't tell the truth in front of so many people.

Seeing that the two seemed to be getting along better and better, the Second Prince suddenly became anxious: "I protest! All the demon emperors throughout history have been recognized as strongmen who were able to lead the demon race to resist foreign enemies and become powerful. How could Father Emperor pass on the position of demon emperor to a child? Wouldn't that put the demon race in danger? I suspect that Zu'an is forging an imperial edict!"

The elders exchanged glances and all felt that there was some truth to this statement. In the long history of the demon race, there had never been a precedent of a child becoming the demon emperor.

The Little Demon Queen's heart sank. This was her son's biggest disadvantage. She had thought he could rise to power with the help of powerful figures like Zuan, but now that the Elders had come out, he was likely to fail.

At this moment, Zu An said loudly, "Even someone as dense as you can figure this out. Do you think the Demon Emperor can't? Let me ask you all, who is the greatest enemy of the demon race?"

"Of course it's Emperor Zhao Hao!" the Second Prince blurted out, a thought shared by everyone present.

For so many years, this name has weighed heavily on the demon race, especially those who are older and more experienced, who have witnessed Zhao Hao's terror firsthand.

For example, the expressions of several elders were rather unpleasant.

"That's right. To Emperor Zhao Hao, whether it's the youngest prince or the second prince, you're just a child and not worth mentioning. So, does it really make a difference whether you ascend the throne or the youngest prince does?"

"I..." The Second Prince wanted to refute, but no matter how arrogant he was, he dared not say that he was any different in front of Zhao Hao. He could be crushed with a single finger. Did Zhao Hao care whether he was stronger or weaker? They were both ants anyway.

At this moment, a clear voice came: "I think what Zuan said makes some sense. Since it doesn't matter much who becomes the Demon Emperor to the human race, considering that the demon race has experienced too much turmoil and bloodshed these days, we need a benevolent person to lead everyone to recuperate and not let everyone continue to bleed."

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