Junior sister took first place again

Youzhou, the main hall of the Yueri Palace.

Time seems to have stopped here, and only the eternal sun is still quietly shining on this space full of mystery and solemnity.

Even at night, the hall is still bright and brilliant.

These lights do not come from the outside world, but from the mysterious power inside the palace. They shine like thousands of bright stars.

The everlasting bright light makes the already tall and spacious space even more majestic.

The hall is so magnificent that it can accommodate thousands of people worshipping at the same time, which is breathtaking.

The soaring ceiling is depicted with the sun, moon, and stars, and countless sparkling gems shine like stars in the night sky.

Each pillar stood tens of meters tall, its shafts carved with winged figures in various poses, ancient text, and mysterious runes. These pillars supported the entire hall, giving it a sense of solidity and reliability.

On the walls, exquisite patterns and intricate runes intertwine, seemingly imbued with endless power and wisdom. The gorgeous carpets on the floor exude an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

In the center of the hall stood a huge throne, made of a whole piece of precious and rare red flame crystal, emitting a dazzling light.

Above the throne, a beautiful and majestic statue of a fire phoenix dances in the air, overlooking all living beings.

It was as if the owner of this palace was right here, emitting unparalleled brilliance and heat, declaring his power and glory to all the demons.

Below the throne are circles of jade steps, each step is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light inside the hall.

On both sides of the hall, countless tall bookshelves are neatly arranged, spotless.

It is filled with ancient books, top-quality scrolls and various talismans that have been deposited over the years.

These self-defense items, which can easily be sold at sky-high prices at auctions, were mostly made casually by the Demon King during his free time and placed here. They have been lying here for hundreds of years.

The interior of the hall was empty and quiet, without any sound or human presence. However, this silence gave people a sense of invisible pressure, as if a pair of eyes were watching everything from the shadows.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the still empty hall, "Haha, Qinglian's disciple."

The voice said with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm, "He has indeed trained a good disciple. This Master is very satisfied. It is well worth it for this Master to specially send this disciple to him for his instruction."

It's the inner demon. The voice of its true form is unforgettable once heard.

Distorted ripples appeared in the air, and the heat of fire emanated from every corner of the hall. The Demon King's voice was steady and full of power. "Satisfied? What you think in your heart is none of my business."

"Hahaha, the Fire Phoenix clan."

A cold and eerie aura arose in the hall again. The two forces counteracted each other, turning the space here into a vacuum-like zone.

The inner demon's laughter echoed through the hall. It spoke in a tone that demanded a beating, "Mingyi, how is your arrogance any different from mine? But this time, you will lose even more miserably than last time. Isn't your current state enough to force you to face reality?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scene suddenly appeared in the center of the hall. In the picture was Ning Jiasheng who was undergoing a thunder tribulation.

The inner demon continued with a hint of pride and sarcasm, "You have come back in a vain attempt to defy fate, but this time, your strength is about to be exhausted. Nanming has been suppressed by me in advance and cannot move. As for this test today, the rest of the living beings are nothing but ants, not to be feared."

"What's more-"

It sneered, "The time is almost up, but unfortunately, you can't even use the artifact this time."

"When the seal is broken, her master will be the only one left in the world, and he can barely fight a few moves with me."

"What will you use to stop me then? Will you rely on Ning Jiasheng, who is still struggling in the Nascent Soul stage?"

"hahahahahahahaha!"

The inner demon's laughter echoed in the hall. It was clearly a heavenly sound, but at this moment it seemed extremely harsh.

The Demon King seemed to be concentrating on the scene in the air. After a while, he spoke calmly, "So what?"

The Demon King said calmly, "You're only at the Core Formation stage, and you're retreating so quickly. Your plot will not succeed. Her will is not something you can control."

The inner demon didn't care and laughed even more wildly, "Hahaha, Mingyi, you have also learned to flatter others. Don't tell me that you don't know that she has a flying feather in her hand."

"I know what you want to say. Even if she is determined, what can she do? I have different options waiting for her now."

Whether it was because it was naturally talkative, or perhaps because it was influenced by Ning Jiasheng's divine consciousness, the inner demon said in a nasty tone, "It's a pity that you probably won't have the chance to see this scene. I am very much looking forward to her future choices."

The Demon King did not answer, and the conversation between the two parties ended there, but the air in the hall was still filled with an indescribable tension that made it hard to breathe.