"What I want to do is none of your business. You can't make decisions for me, Shi Mu." Shi Mu sneered, his expression turning cold.

Wan Quan practically spat out his words through clenched teeth, "Don't go too far!"

How could he bear to have his pride trampled underfoot by Shi Mu in front of the conservatives?

Isn't it just because he was once a subordinate of the Demon Lord of Cliff Waves?

The situation changed so quickly that Shen Sanruo and Qingluan Fairy exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

Just moments ago they were aggressively targeting them, so why has it suddenly turned into an internal conflict among the radical faction?

What she found even more unbelievable was that even when he was at odds with Wan Quan, Shi Mu didn't forget to twitch his eyes at her.

She knew he was exchanging glances with her, but the problem was, she had no idea what he was implying.

So she could only choose to ignore it and secretly plotted to take advantage of Shi Mu's potential.

Unexpectedly, it was precisely this indifferent expression that made Shi Mu even more excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his eyes burning with an unbelievable intensity.

Shen Sangruo: ?

Shi Mu suppressed his excitement, turned his gaze away, and said to Wan Quan imperiously, "What, you can't even listen to what I say?"

“We radicals are not afraid of a newcomer. What are you afraid of? You have no radical spirit at all.”

Wan Quan clenched his fists. He and Shi Mu were clearly of equal rank, but Shi Mu always managed to suppress him because of his status as Ya Lan's subordinate.

By now, I've reached my breaking point. "I need to take your orders? Ridiculous! Who do you think you are?"

With that, he swung his fist at Shi Mu. "After working with you for so many years, I'm tired of it. Today, let's settle this and see who is the leader of the radical faction."

"You little brat, how dare you rebel? When I was by the Demon Lord's side, your soul was probably still wandering somewhere!" Shi Mu said, releasing a dense demonic aura.

The two started fighting the next moment.

The men they brought also started fighting each other, and the scene became chaotic.

The way things unfolded truly exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Let's go first," Chen Sangruo reminded him.

He stopped Linghu Min, who was trying to sneakily finish off the two sides when they weren't paying attention.

Linghu Min shook his head, regretting that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had passed, and could only leave first.

A straight road extends from the entrance of the Misty Gorge, dividing it into two halves.

The left side represents the radicals, and the right side represents the conservatives. Both sides are protected by barriers, and neither side is allowed to enter without permission.

Shen Sanruo and her group quickly took advantage of the chaos to enter the conservative faction's barrier.

Shi Mu and Wan Quan were still fighting fiercely when Shi Mu stopped after confirming that Chen Sangri had left.

Wan Quan didn't know why he suddenly stopped, thinking he was being humiliated, and his anger burned even brighter, only to be met with a slap from Shi Mu.

Clutching his burning face, Wan Quan was stunned and about to lash out again when he heard Shi Mu rebuke him:

"You fool, you almost ruined the Demon Lord's grand plan!"

In the first half of the sentence, his hand was already raised towards Shi Mu's face; in the second half, he quickly stopped just before hitting Shi Mu.

The surprise on his face was no less than the shock that had struck Ishigure's pupils earlier.

"What did you say? Lord Demon?"

No matter how many leaders the radical faction has changed, only Ya Lan can be called the "Demon Lord".

Now Wan Quan disregarded his anger and stared intently at Shi Mu, as if trying to verify the truth of the matter.

This was undoubtedly a major event, and their men all stopped fighting.

"Yes, it's the Demon Lord." Shi Mu's face was full of pride.

To prevent news of Ya Lan's resurrection from leaking out, Shi Mu only spoke after they entered the territory of the radical faction.

"What exactly is going on?" Wan Quan hurriedly asked. "Didn't the Demon Lord perish ten thousand years ago? He's been resurrected? Where is he? What are his plans?"

Shi Mu sat on the throne, leisurely took a sip of tea, and said unhurriedly:

"The Demon Lord was killed by those bastards from the Taichu Sect ten thousand years ago, and his remnant soul was sealed with an array."

Unfortunately, he didn't know where Ya Lan was sealed. Even if he did know, he couldn't leave the Misty Abyss. If he did leave, he would be besieged by the Myriad Spirits Palace and others.

Wan Quan looked doubtful. "After tens of thousands of years, wouldn't the Demon Lord's remnant soul have been sealed and refined long ago? How could it be resurrected?"

Shi Mu's face immediately hardened, and he raised his hand to slap Wan Quan again, "Stop cursing the Demon Lord! This is a great disrespect to the Demon Lord! Be careful the Demon Lord hears you and comes to punish you!"

Even though he was furious, Wan Quan could only suppress his anger after hearing these words.

"You seem to have forgotten that the Demon Lord's forte is soul magic. Even if only a remnant soul remains, it's not impossible for him to restore it to its full potential." Shi Mu smiled, his expression incredibly alluring.

Wan Quan: ...

How could he know? He wasn't Ya Lan's subordinate. By the time he was born, Ya Lan had already been dead for thousands of years.

Shi Mu didn't notice the speechless expression on his face. He sighed and said to himself, "Over the years, I have always held onto a sliver of hope that the Demon Lord is not dead and that he will be resurrected one day."

"I never imagined that this day would actually come." His expression became excited.

Wan Quan remained calm and asked, "So what did what just happened have to do with the Demon Lord? How did you know the Demon Lord had been resurrected?"

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes!" Shi Mu's voice suddenly rose. "That newcomer who said he wanted to join the conservatives is the Demon Lord."

Fearing his description might be inaccurate, he added, "To be precise, it was a body found by the Demon Lord's soul."

Wan Quan frowned. "That female cultivator is the Demon Lord?"

Why is he so skeptical?

"Even if you're looking for a body to take in, shouldn't it at least be a man's? Besides, how can you be so sure she's the Demon Lord?"

"What do you know? The Demon Lord is already doing well enough to repair the remnant soul and find a body. Why would he care about gender? Instead, he possesses a woman's body. Isn't that more deceptive?"

Shi Mu is a complete and mindless fan of Ya Lan.

"As for why I'm so sure, humph, I've been by the Demon Lord's side for so many years, how could I not recognize the Demon Lord's soul? The soul aura emanating from that woman is definitely the Demon Lord's, there's no mistake." Shi Mu said with certainty.

That powerful divine soul was exactly the same as Ya Lan's, which made him even more certain.

Although the woman's original soul aura was still present, it was estimated that Ya Lan had not completely devoured it.

Therefore, Shi Mu mistook the aura emanating from Xiao Hei for Ya Lan's aura, and Chen Sangruo for the resurrected Ya Lan, which is why he winked at her like that.

Actually, his feeling was not wrong. Xiao Hei was made from Ya Lan's soul, so how could it not be considered Ya Lan?

However, they guessed it wrong; it was Shen Sangruo who devoured his Demon Lord.