The Land of the Earth

Deep within the eerie and gloomy Dark Palace, the Dark King and the Demon King were lurking, and the air was filled with a dark aura so thick it seemed to be tangible.

The Dark King's huge body was hidden in the dark corner, and only his eyes, emitting faint light, could be seen, like two balls of ghost fire flickering in the darkness.

The demon king is relatively thin, but the cunning and viciousness revealed in his eyes are chilling.

At this moment, the Demon King's shrill laughter echoed in the dark palace: "Old guy Mo Yunjing is finally dead. Hahahaha, no one can stop us anymore."

His laughter was full of pride and arrogance, and every note seemed to be announcing their impending victory.

The Dark King was not so optimistic. His deep and hoarse voice seemed to come from the Netherworld: "Now that Song Chaoming has succeeded to the throne, we must not be careless.

There is also the Sword Immortal, whose strength should not be underestimated. Although he is not as unfathomable as Mo Yunjing, he is definitely not an easy opponent either."

The demon king sneered disdainfully, "What are you afraid of? He's just a brat. When my strength returns, I'll tear him to pieces and show him the consequences of opposing us."

There was a gleam of hatred in his eyes, and he had only endless murderous intent towards anyone who might stand in their way.

The Dark King slowly shook his head, his voice tinged with solemnity. "Don't underestimate him. The Sword Immortal must have some extraordinary qualities to have achieved his current fame. For now, we should prioritize recovering our strength."

He paused, a hint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes, “After a while, I will be able to break through the Eternal Realm and reach the Cloud Realm.

By then, even if the Light King, the Dream King, and Mo Yunjing joined forces, they would not be my opponent. What a pity, they are already dead, hahahaha."

His laughter was filled with a desire for power and joy at the death of his enemies.

Upon hearing this, the Demon King's eyes flashed with excitement: "Then we can divide the land of the Mortal Continent, and then attack other continents and occupy the entire Mortal World, hahahaha."

He seemed to have seen himself dominating the world, and his greedy expression became more ferocious in the darkness.

"Very good," the Dark King responded. "The Mortal Continent is rich in resources. Once we gain control of it, we will gain endless power. Then, the entire world will tremble beneath our feet."

The Dark King raised his head slightly, and the power of darkness surged around him, wrapping around him as if it had life.

"Let's use this time to recover our strength, especially you, Demon King. Your strength recovery cannot be too slow. We need to be ready at the same time."

He looked at the Demon King with a hint of command in his eyes.

The demon king frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction: "Humph, I know, you don't need to tell me.

I'm already picking up speed, and all that human negativity is helping me recover a lot.

There have been constant wars and chaos on the Mortal Continent lately, and the atmosphere of fear and despair is everywhere. This is the best tonic for me."

The Dark King nodded and said, "Yes, human negative emotions are one of the sources of our strength.

But we can't rely solely on this; we need to find other, more powerful sources of energy." He fell into deep thought, the dark aura swirling around him even more violently.

"Then we can start with those ancient ruins," the Demon King suggested, "Legend has it that there are some sealed ruins on the Mortal Continent that contain mysterious and powerful powers.

If we can find and break their seal, our power will be greatly enhanced."

"That's a good idea," the Dark King said, a gleam in his eyes. "But most of those ruins have powerful seals and guardians. We can't act rashly. We need to send people to investigate first before making any plans."

"Who should we send? Those minions under our command are useless. They will be eliminated once they encounter a stronger character." The Demon King said with some concern.

The Dark King sneered, "Of course we can't send those useless people. We can first find some dark creatures with influence in the Mortal Continent and promise them huge rewards to get them to work for us."

"Well, that's a good idea. I know some dark elves and night werewolves. They have certain hidden forces in the human world, and we can use them." The Demon King responded.

"Then make arrangements as soon as possible," the Dark King ordered, "At the same time, we must also closely monitor the movements of Song Chaoming and the Sword Immortal.

If they were to learn of our plan and prepare in advance, it would be very disadvantageous to us."

"Hmph, even if they find out, what can they do?" The Demon King said with disdain, "Once our strength recovers, they will all be our prey."

The Dark King did not respond to the Demon King's words, but he had his own plans in mind.

Although he was confident in his own strength, the existence of Song Chaoming and the Sword Immortal was always a variable.

He knew that before taking actual action, he had to be fully prepared and there could not be any mistakes.

On the other side of the Mortal Continent, Song Chaoming and the Sword Immortal were unaware of the conspiracy of the Dark King and the Demon King at this time.

Song Chaoming was handling government affairs in the palace. He was trying hard to learn how to become an excellent monarch and seek benefits for the people.

The Sword Immortal was practicing in seclusion in the mountains to improve his strength. He could feel a dark aura surging, and he knew that he had to become stronger to protect this land.

In every corner of the Mortal Continent, people are still living their own lives, completely unaware that a huge crisis is about to come.

In the town, merchants were selling their wares in the market, and children were laughing and playing in the streets. Everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.

However, beneath this calm appearance, dark shadows are gradually spreading.

The Dark King's men have begun to operate in the Mortal Continent, quietly searching for dark creatures that can be used by them.

In a dense forest, several dark elves were sitting around a ball of black flame.

They are tall and slender, with handsome faces but a hint of evil.

A dark elf frowned and said, "Are we really going to serve the Dark King? He is not someone you can easily deal with."

Another dark elf sneered, "Hmph, do we have a choice? If we don't obey his orders, we'll die.

Moreover, if he can really rule the Mortal Continent, we will also gain a lot of benefits."

The other dark elves fell silent after hearing this. They knew that once they got involved in this war, there would be no turning back.

But for the sake of survival and power, they seem to have no better choice.

At the same time, the Night Werewolves also received news from the Dark King.

In an abandoned castle, the werewolf leader was howling at the moon.

His eyes revealed savagery and greed. "Serving the Dark Lord? This may be a good opportunity for us to grow stronger. The human world will become our hunting ground."

The werewolves around him responded one after another, and their howls echoed in the night air.

As time went on, the forces of darkness gradually gathered in the Mortal Continent.

The Dark King and the Demon King felt the growth of this power in the Dark Palace, and ferocious smiles appeared on their faces.

"It seems that everything is going according to our plan," the Demon King said excitedly, "and those foolish humans are still clueless."

"Don't let your guard down," the Dark King warned. "We still need more power. Have those dark creatures expedite their actions and find clues to the ruins as soon as possible."