"Why be so polite? We've become friends through a fight. If you consider me a friend, then don't stand on ceremony."
"Besides, I haven't helped you much. My brother manages the demon race, and I can only take you there. As for whether you can persuade my brother, that's up to you," Lan Wang said slowly.
Having just arrived in the Nine Provinces, it's certainly not a bad thing for her to have more friends.
"Regardless, I'll remember this favor," Ruan Xiyan said.
After counting the fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones, Tao Huan walked over and said, "Young Master, here are fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones."
After Lan Wang took it, he handed the top-grade spirit stone to Ruan Xiyan.
"Uncle Tao, Miss Ruan and I had a very pleasant conversation. Go and prepare some good wine and food. I want to have a good drink with Miss Ruan."
"Young Master, I'll make the arrangements right away."
During her meal with Lan Wang, Ruan Xiyan learned a little about the current situation of the demon race from him. After all, knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.
Besides the two most powerful races, gods and demons, the Nine Provinces Continent also includes some other scattered forces, and the demon race is one of them.
However, the demon race is now in a somewhat awkward position. It was once the most powerful subordinate force of the gods, but in recent years its relationship with the gods has become increasingly distant.
Although the demon race also cultivates spiritual and divine power, because they are born with demon blood, they cannot fully awaken their demon bloodline.
The internal energy is chaotic, unable to exert the power that divine power should have. The further one cultivates, the more difficult it becomes to improve.
Since the great war ended 30,000 years ago and the supreme powerhouse of the demon race's ancestors perished, no one in the demon race has broken through to the level of God-Emperor, and the demon race's status has plummeted.
Currently, the dragon demon clan rules the demon race, and the demon emperor is Lan Wang's elder brother, Lan Zhou.
Under his leadership, the demon race was thriving, but this was only a facade. If no one in the demon race could break through to the God-Emperor realm, the demon race's status would continue to decline.
Although the name of the Dragon Demon Clan contains the word "dragon," they are far removed from the true ancient dragons, unable to awaken even a trace of dragon blood within them, and cannot even be considered divine beasts.
After returning to her residence, Ruan Xiyan took out the Magic Sound Stone from her spatial storage.
She channeled the power in her hand into the magic sound stone and called out, "A-Yu."
A flash of light appeared on the Demonic Sound Stone, followed by a voice that came from within, "Ayan, I'm here."
Hearing Jun Yu's gentle voice, Ruan Xiyan felt a calmness she had never experienced before. "How is the Demon Clan doing? I've already arrived in the Nine Provinces Continent."
“I originally wanted to go to the Demon Clan to find you, but I unexpectedly found the whereabouts of Xuanzhiya. Ayu, I need to go to the Demon Clan first.”
"The situation with the Demon Clan is alright; they're all under my control. I'll come find you after I've dealt with things here." Jun Yu heard that Ruan Xiyan had already arrived on the Nine Provinces Continent.
He desperately wanted to drop everything and go to her side immediately, but thankfully he still had a sliver of reason left in his mind.
"Ayan, I miss you." Jun Yu's deep voice, filled with longing, reached Ruan Xiyan's ears.
"I miss you as well."
At this moment, in the demon camp, a deep longing spread through his heart, growing wildly like weeds.
Jun Yu spoke softly to Ruan Xiyan, completely isolated from the sounds of fighting and the smell of blood outside, as if they were in two different worlds.
After an unknown amount of time, Jun Yu ended his conversation with Ruan Xiyan, and his face returned to its icy, frosty expression.
He got up from his seat and walked outside. He couldn't delay any longer; he had to end everything here as soon as possible.
Protoss camp.
"Your Highness, the territory we previously seized has been taken back by the Demon Lord. This time, the Demon Lord is coming with great force and his fighting style is fierce. We are no match for him," a divine general hurriedly reported.
"At this moment, the demons are advancing in our direction. Your Highness, retreat first, and I will lead the men to meet them."
Fu Lizhi, clad in close-fitting soft armor, her gaze cool and aloof, said, "I will personally face the challenge."
"Your Highness, no! The Divine Lord has repeatedly warned us that the Demon Lord's strength is unpredictable and we must not confront him head-on. Your Highness is the hope of our divine race and must not be harmed."
“I understand Father’s concerns, but the God Clan cannot retreat at this time. Unstable morale is a major taboo.” Fu Lizhi thought for a moment, then beckoned to the divine general and gave him a few instructions.
"Do as I say, do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Highness," the divine general replied, clasping his hands in greeting.
After the god left, Fu Lizhi stepped out of the tent, when suddenly a powerful pressure enveloped the god's camp.
Jun Yu stormed into this place as if it were empty land, and all the divine weapons that tried to stop him were sent flying.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Fu Lizhi's eyes sharpened. Such a powerful aura! This must be the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan!
A long sword appeared in Fu Lizhi's hand, dispelling the surrounding pressure. She stood in the air, facing Jun Yu.
"The Demon Lord is quite arrogant, daring to intrude into my divine race's camp alone."
"We've been arguing with your divine race for so long, it's time to end this farce." Jun Yu's tone was icy. "Today, this territory of the divine race will be in turmoil!"
"That depends on the Demon Lord's abilities. I have long heard of the Demon Lord's reputation, and I would like to have a friendly spar with him today." Fu Lizhi gripped her sword and attacked Jun Yu.
The two clashed repeatedly, and the force of their battle emanated from the air.
Ruthless Swordsmanship, Ninth Level!
Fu Lizhi's aura leaped from a high-level God King to the power of a God Venerable. With the blessing of the Ruthless Sword Dao, she was able to unleash her top-tier strength.
Facing the formidable Demon Lord, she dared not be careless in the slightest and needed to go all out from the very beginning.
"The goddess of the divine race is indeed quite capable, displaying power comparable to a god-king at the god-king realm. Unfortunately, she is ultimately not a god-king, and you are still no match for me." Jun Yu said, word by word, as the demonic energy gathered in his palm surged forth.
Fu Lizhi blocked the attack, but the force of the blow sent her staggering back several steps, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.
What terrifying power!
Even with her father, she had never experienced such power. No wonder her father was so wary of this Demon Lord.
“Kill you, and the army of the gods will collapse without a fight.” Jun Yu raised his hand to attack Fu Lizhi.
Fu Lizhi's expression was cold as she ran her fingers along the longsword, which emitted a series of sword chimes.
"Bang—" The force of the collision produced a loud sound.
Fu Lizhi was knocked away, and Jun Yu also took a step back.
Jun Yu looked at the bloody mark on his palm. Demonic energy covered the mark, and the wound healed automatically.
The power of the Ruthless Sword Path is truly extraordinary; it was actually able to injure him.
Fu Lizhi was at a disadvantage in the battle, but she showed no signs of panic.
"The Demon Lord is powerful, yet he ventured alone into the territory of my divine race. Did he ever consider the territory of your demon race?" Fu Lizhi said.
A demon general rushed over, covered in blood, and said, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! Our demon territory has been attacked by the gods!"
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