In the demon world, in the demon palace, a little demon looked panicked, with a look of fear on his face. He stumbled and crawled into the hall.
The little demon was trembling all over, his voice trembling as he reported to the Demon King sitting above him, "It's bad, Your Majesty! The Princess...she's dead!"
Upon hearing this, Yaoyan San's expression changed drastically, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, and then he stood up suddenly, emitting a powerful demonic aura that swept through the entire hall like a hurricane.
His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yao, his expression sinister and cold, making people shudder. He asked in a low and cold voice, "Do you... do you know how the princess died?"
The little demon trembled with fear, his body shaking like a sieve, and he stammered, "Your Majesty, the... the princess was killed by the Star-Moon Goddess's sword during her battle."
Hearing this, Yaoyan San's eyes flashed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What? The Goddess of Light? How dare Xingyue!"
The voice of the Demon Nightmare Three was filled with anger and majesty, and the entire Demon Palace trembled instantly. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
When he thought about how his son Yao Jingchen died because of Xingyue, and now his daughter Yao Jingyue was directly beaten to death by the other party, Yao Yansan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattering, his eyes gleaming with anger. He couldn't accept this fact, couldn't bear the pain of losing his loved ones. He hated Xingyue so much that he wanted to tear her into pieces immediately.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. What should we do now?" a minister asked cautiously. He knew that the Demon King was extremely angry, but he also understood that a decision must be made quickly to deal with the current situation.
Yaoyan San took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He knew now was not the time to get emotional; he needed to calm down and think about his strategy. He looked at the ministers with a firm gaze and said, "Immediately gather all demon generals and prepare to attack the Bright Divine Realm. I will make Xingyue pay for her blood debt with blood!"
His voice was filled with endless murderous intent, as if it could penetrate any obstacle. The ministers nodded in agreement. They knew the Demon King was a man of his word, and they dared not neglect or disobey him in the slightest.
The little demons immediately got busy preparing for the expedition. They quickly assembled their troops and deployed supplies, making full preparations for the upcoming battle.
Yaoyan Sanze sat on the throne, lost in grief. He recalled every moment he had with his son Yao Jingchen and daughter Yao Jingyue, and his heart was filled with resentment towards Xingyue and the Temple of Light.
Before long, the army of the demon world had assembled, and the Demon King sent his confidant, his nephew Yao Jingfeng, to lead this elite force towards the realm of light.
Yao Jingfeng rode a giant monster, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes revealing ferocity and cruelty. Behind him followed countless powerful monsters, each holding a sharp sword, their eyes revealing cruelty and imposingness.
Now, the demon clan's prince Yao Jingchen and princess Yao Jingyue are both dead, and the throne of the crown prince of the demon world is vacant.
Along the way, Yao Jingfeng kept thinking in his mind how to better demonstrate his strength so as to successfully win the position of crown prince of the demon world.
He thought to himself that in order to win the recognition of his uncle Yaoyan San, he must inflict heavy damage on Xingyue and the entire Temple of Light. Only in this way could he prove that he was capable of being the crown prince.
With the God King of Light and the Goddess of Light both away, General Yaoguang was forced to step forward and shoulder the heavy responsibility of leading the other generals in resisting the foreign enemies. Facing the aggressive Demon King and his demon soldiers, Yaoguang showed no fear and led the other generals in a standoff against the demon soldiers.
The clarion call of war resounded like thunder across the heavens and earth, signaling the imminent conflict between the demonic realm and the Divine Realm of Light. Soldiers from both sides met at the border, and instantly, the cries of killing were deafening, and murderous intent permeated every corner.
Yao Jingfeng led the charge, charging into the divine generals' camp like a bolt of lightning. His swordsmanship was so sharp that no one could match it. His eyes gleamed with determination, and every move he made was filled with an endless amount of fierce momentum.
However, the defense of the Divine Realm of Light was impregnable, and the demon army's attacks all ended in failure. They were never able to break through the opponent's defense line.
Yao Jingfeng gradually realized that this battle was no easy task, and victory wouldn't come overnight. He took a deep breath, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He then made up his mind, determined to unleash his ultimate move, ready to crush the enemy in one fell swoop.
Yao Jingfeng began to chant an ancient incantation in a deep and melodious voice, as if it came from ancient times. A dazzling white light shone from him, as bright as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at him.
As the light grew stronger, a huge ferocious beast emerged from his body. The beast was covered with sharp scales and had flames spewing from its mouth. It pounced on the enemy with its fangs and claws bared, with endless murderous intent and majesty.
Yaoguang was horrified at the sight, but he showed no fear. He brandished his spear, its tip flashing with a cold gleam, and charged at the beasts like lightning. His spearmanship was swift, accurate, and fierce, each move surging with immense power as he engaged in a thrilling battle with the beasts.
The other generals also displayed their unique skills, their figures darting across the battlefield, engaging in fierce battles with the demon soldiers. Some generals excelled in swordsmanship, their strikes as sharp as leaves swept by the wind; others were proficient in boxing, their punches resembling a landslide. Their combined skills formed an impenetrable defense, making it difficult for the demon soldiers to break through.
The battlefield was filled with the sound of killing, blood and flesh flying everywhere. It was a bloody storm, and the shouts of killing rose and fell one after another, without stopping.
The soldiers on both sides fought with all their might, neither side refusing to retreat. After the fierce battle, both sides paid a heavy price, with extremely heavy casualties.
At this time, Yao Jingfeng chanted the spell again, trying to summon more beasts to help him. However, the continuous casting of spells exhausted his spiritual power and his body gradually became weak.
At this critical moment, Yaoguang seized the opportunity, concentrated all his strength, and delivered a fatal blow, which hit Yaojingfeng's vital part squarely.
Yao Jingfeng screamed, lost his balance, and fell straight down from mid-air.
The demon soldiers saw their leader injured, and their morale plummeted. Their fighting spirit vanished. They began to retreat, unable to withstand the attack from the Light Realm.
Upon seeing this, Yaoguang pursued the victory without hesitation and led the soldiers of the Bright Divine Realm in launching a final charge.
Under the leadership of Yaoguang, the army of the Divine Realm of Light was unstoppable, and the demon army fled and scattered everywhere.
In the end, the demon army was completely defeated, and the Light Divine Realm won the battle.
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