As a believer, the eldest prince naturally kept every word of the gods in mind. Having a rare opportunity to interact with the gods, he naturally felt he should perform well, and the most direct way to do so was to listen to divine pronouncements.
The Holy Maiden was appointed by the Demon God, so the Holy Maiden is equivalent to a god! Under this logic, the First Prince would hang around in front of An Ge whenever he had nothing to do.
As time went on, Lu Qingyang's thoughts changed. Although he wasn't exactly the sharpest of them all, as a member of the royal demon clan, he had some insight and could see how excellent An Ge's policies for the development of the demon race were. He began to take An Ge's words to heart more.
For thousands of years, Lu Qingyang had indulged in pleasure and never found building the Demon Race so interesting. It even sparked his passion for learning. In addition to studying the words of the Holy Maiden, he would also take the initiative to learn about the human race.
Of course, An Ge knew nothing of this. In her opinion, the eldest prince was not a good person by nature, and even caused chaos in the demon realm. If it weren't for the increasingly dazzling power of faith emanating from him, An Ge wouldn't have given him a kind look.
She simply couldn't bring herself to harm her own followers. As for how Lu Yan would treat Lu Qingyang after his return, An Ge had no intention of interfering. Compared to her followers, Lu Yan was clearly more important.
The day of the Saintess Ceremony arrived quickly. According to the procedures recorded in ancient texts, the Saintess needed to pray to the Demon God. An Ge watched the excited demons and slowly walked onto the altar.
Compared to the Nascent Soul Ceremony at the Tianyan Sect, this ceremony seemed somewhat meager, but she understood that it was the result of the entire Demon Clan's efforts, as well as the contributions of the eldest prince, a powerful figure.
After all, the demon race's poverty is evident in every aspect, and the eldest prince's wealth is only relative.
Ange stepped onto the altar, a strange feeling creeping into her heart. The Demon King had said that the Demon God might just be a fabrication, but if it was false, why had almost the entire demon race worshipped this deity for tens of thousands of years, and why were there still legends about the Demon God told by some elderly demons?
The demon race is not one that easily relinquishes its faith, except, of course, for the eldest prince. The reason the demons were so enraged by the destruction of the Holy Tower was related to the shallow faith they held in their demon gods.
Like the Dragon God, newly born dragons possess a vague concept of the Dragon God deep within their consciousness. With this concept, it becomes difficult for new deities to seize the faith.
Putting these thoughts aside, An Ge looked at the not-so-ornate altar, her heart filled with both solemnity and trepidation. She wasn't a true demon; if there really was a demon god, wouldn't she offend a god again if he discovered her?
There was no point in thinking about it anymore. Following the procedure, An Ge completed the sacrificial ceremony step by step. As the ceremony was nearing its end, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this was just a ritual.
Just then, a gasp came from below. Before An Ge could react, she saw a powerful force descend from the sky, engulfing her entirely.
"Why is it dark?"
"Huh, my magic power has increased. What's going on?"
"Haha, I've finally broken through to the ninth-tier demonic weapon level."
"This power... it's a god! It must be the manifestation of a demon god!" A powerful demon exclaimed excitedly as he looked at the dark sky.
"Her Highness the Holy Maiden truly lives up to her mission from the Demon God. From now on, we shall revere the Holy Maiden above all others!"
"We will all honor Her Highness the Holy Maiden!" Almost the entire capital city of the Demon City felt this heart-palpitating power and knelt down in the direction of the altar, showing their respect for the Demon God and their recognition of An Ge.
If the power of faith were visible, the demons would have discovered that a portion of their faith had flown to the unknown horizon, but the majority had converged on Ange.
An Ge was not feeling well at this moment. When that powerful force surged in, the divine power within her body constantly repelled it. The only thing that can be repelled by divine power is divine power itself, and specifically, divine power with attributes.
An Ge gritted her teeth, constantly resisting this divine power. She had a premonition that, regardless of whether she could absorb this power, once it took over, the disguise potion she had taken would become ineffective.
Imagine if a saintess, long awaited by all demons, suddenly transformed into a powerful cultivator. The demons would surely believe this was a conspiracy by the human race. With the instigation of inner demons, the future development of the two races would be predictable.
From the darkness of the divine realm came a questioning voice. The man didn't know how much time had passed in the outside world—a hundred thousand years? Or perhaps even longer. He had thought it would continue like this forever when he suddenly felt a powerful summoning force from the lower realm.
Memories from hundreds of thousands of years ago instantly flooded back to him; he knew it was the power of the sacrificial gods.
For so many years, due to the unique nature of the Demon God's Prison, he had completely lost contact with the demon race. He had thought that after so many years, even if the demons still harbored some resentment towards the Demon God, they wouldn't have much faith in him. Unexpectedly, a demon broke through the blockade and made contact with him.
Although this power is not the power of faith, anyone who can connect to him at the altar must be a descendant of the demon race.
With this in mind, the Demon God, taking advantage of the moment the seal was broken, bestowed his divine power upon the lower realm, especially upon the junior on the altar. Presumably, with this divine power, the overall strength of the demon race in this dimension would increase significantly.
Then he discovered that his power was being rejected!
The demon god hadn't felt as shocked as he had in hundreds of thousands of years. Although his divine power was currently weakened, it was still at least divine power that could resist this force. When did gods begin to exist in the mortal realm? Had things changed so much outside while he was imprisoned for so long?
With the time to break the blockade about to expire, the demon god quickly sent out his divine sense and saw the woman who was resisting his power.
"Hmm? You're not a demon? A chosen one of the gods?"
An Ge was struggling against the divine power when she suddenly heard an ethereal voice. She couldn't see the person, but she could guess who it was.
"Yes, I am not a demon. However, the future Demon King is my divine servant, and I have come here to help him reform the demon race. The Demon God is unaware that the God of Darkness has an unknown deity who wants to convert the demons into their followers."
These two gods are no benevolent beings; they once plotted to turn a minor plane into a living hell. I suspect they are evil gods. Demons are so adorable; surely the Demon God wouldn't want them controlled by evil gods, would he?
An Ge wasn't lying; she had simply embellished her words appropriately. She was gambling—gambling that this deity, who might be a demon god, wasn't the same kind of god as the evil god. Feeling the oppressive aura recede, An Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
You made the right bet!
The demon god snorted coldly, "They haven't given up after all these years, but unfortunately I'm currently imprisoned and can't do much against the demon race. However, you, as the chosen one, do have some ability to break the seal of the Demon Prison. Since your divine servant is the future king of the demon race in this plane, I presume you don't have any prejudice against the demon race."
Upon hearing the Demon God's words, An Ge had a bad feeling.
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