Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Just as Feng Xiu regained consciousness, a brightly lit demonic pillar appeared above the palace.

Suddenly, a dark golden light screen burst forth.

The moment it appeared, the already gloomy sky instantly turned dark.

Those seventy-two demon gods who remained in the city of the heart, without venturing out, stood frozen in place as if suddenly grabbed by the neck, not daring to make a move.

Inside the Heart City, all the demons except the Demon God knelt on the ground, their eyes all turning the same blood red.

From the weakest fifth-tier hybrid to the strongest heaven-defying demonic dragon, they all exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Under the projection of the giant demon pillar, the Star Demon and Moon Demon, who originally intended to enter their elder brother's bedroom, exchanged a glance and gave up knocking.

The Moon Demon God winked at the Star Demon God, but he still dared not speak, and knocked on His Majesty's door.

Because he knew that His Majesty was very angry.

Those who trespass are likely to be beaten up by His Majesty as a punching bag.

Compared to the timid Moon Demon God Agares, the third-ranked Star Demon God Vasak conjured a magic staff, preparing to unleash his innate prophecy.

He desperately wanted to know who had angered His Majesty.

The Moon Demon God Agares raised his hand, and a burst of spiritual energy interrupted the opponent's spellcasting.

"No, His Majesty dislikes anyone making unauthorized predictions about his fate, not even a single word!"

"Fate is fickle. You won't let me observe, nor will you let me go in. Are you just going to let me watch His Majesty stay alone in the room and get angry?"

Star Demon God Vasak was getting a little angry. "Agares, don't think I don't know that you've been taking the tasks His Majesty assigns you less and less seriously lately!"

"I don't like to hear that!"

The moon demon god Agares, fueled by alcohol, stared wide-eyed at the demon prophet.

"I'm telling the truth, of course you don't want to hear it!"

"Quiet!"

With just one simple sentence, the bickering Star Moon Demon God knelt on the ground, unable to speak.

In the dormitory.

With her hair disheveled and her left hand supporting her head, the cold beauty Feng Xiu lay on her side on the bed, staring into deep thought at the crack beside the bed.

This thing doesn't seem like something someone from the Soul Temple would dare to create; it's a product specifically designed to target them.

From the crack, Fengxiu caught a whiff of the scent of the ancient pure-blooded elves, who had been extinct for many years.

Moreover, he sensed the presence of his fellow countrymen within this master-servant contract.

Fengxiu didn't know how to describe this feeling.

It was as if, when he became the Demon Queen, an invincible being on the Holy Demon Continent, a junior he hadn't seen for many years suddenly ran over and nervously made a harmless joke to him.

"No matter who you are, since you dare to make a contract with me, you should be prepared to be punished."

He could sense that the end of the rift did not come from an unfamiliar outer realm, but from within the Holy Demon Continent, at the border between the human and demon races.

As for the specific border between the human and demon races...

Fengxiu didn't know.

The underground cave of Knight's Holy Mountain.

At this moment, after Bai Ling sensed who was on the other end through the magic circle left by the ancient elves, her mind had already gone completely blank.

It's him.

The Demon God ranked first among the Seventy-Two Pillars of the Demon Clan, the Demon God Emperor, the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Emperor, Feng Xiu.

Is this broken contract formation even usable?!

Bai Ling felt a chill run down her spine. Was she worthy of signing a contract with the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu?

In particular, that damned ancient elf, upon sensing the demonic bloodline within her, actually altered the equal contract into a master-servant contract.

She signed a master-servant contract with her maternal grandfather. Who was the master? Who was the servant?

Ancient elves, you've been playing some pretty big games behind the scenes!

In the blink of an eye, Bai Ling decisively withdrew her consciousness, terminating the connection between the magic array and Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu.

Unfortunately, she was still a step too late.

Demon God Emperor Fengxiu quickly completed the process of connecting the teleportation arrays using reverse contract spiritual power.

The next second, everything around them went dark.

Inside the cave, the light element crystal, which had been running for many years without going out, was imbued with a layer of dark golden light.

They became the only things in the cave that emitted a faint light.

Ye Hua exclaimed in surprise, "How could this be? With the contract terminated, how could the other party possibly cross space and arrive at the cave?"

"No, it's not an ordinary magical beast, but the mount of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Emperor Feng Xiu!"

The one-armed old man had seen the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, but he had never seen Feng Xiu's true form.

Therefore, he regarded the projection of the dragon as the Demon Emperor's mount.

For a moment, apart from Bai Ling, no one dared to look directly at the spiritual projection of Feng Xiu's true form.

The terrifying pressure caused even the air to collapse, making the cave tremble.

The one-armed old man, who was far away from Bai Ling, could only barely use his golden armor to protect Ye Hua and Long Haochen, who were closer to him.

Now, he can't even straighten his back.

However, Haoyue, who was acting like a fox borrowing the tiger's power beside Long Haochen, dared to howl at Fengxiu's true form and show her sharp teeth.

However, the dragon projection that filled the entire cave seemed to notice and turned its head to look at it.

The majestic moon suddenly transformed into a soft, cuddly little ball and flew behind Long Haochen, seeking protection.

It's really him.

Before Bai Ling could react, her soul was pulled into the consciousness space by the giant dragon.

A figure slowly emerged from the dark golden space.

His movements were slow and even, and he walked like a top supermodel on the runway.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiu had already walked up to her, his blue eyes staring straight at her.

"So you want to sign a master-servant contract with me?"

Fengxiu's voice is very pleasant, even without a trace of worldliness.

"I think this is a misunderstanding."

In Bai Ling's hand, the Elemental Scepter emitted a completely different light, blocking the aura unconsciously emitted by the Demon God Emperor.

"Is it a misunderstanding?"

At this moment, Feng Xiu, who had conjured a throne and was sitting there with her legs crossed, looked extremely lazy.

His waterfall-like black hair floated behind him like a black roulette wheel, and his bare chest presented a pinkish-white beauty.

Fengxiu exudes a married man's aura from head to toe.

Bai Ling's eyes flashed with an ambiguous look; she knew all too well how vast the gap was between herself and the Demon God Emperor.

But at this moment, can she really back down and get away unscathed?

A faint smile appeared on Feng Xiu's face. "I will give you ten seconds. You must give me an answer in ten seconds. Otherwise, I will destroy the entire mountain range today."

"ten……"

"five……"

"three……"

When Feng Xiu counted to one and Bai Ling still didn't move, he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

He shook his head in disappointment. "I'm sorry, I've already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

Feng Xiu's voice was calm, with a hint of coldness.

Dark golden spiritual energy gathered in his palm, a terrifying power capable of destroying the entire knight's holy mountain's ley lines.

"pat-"

This is the sound of the Demon God's Origin Ring automatically tightening around someone's finger after they put it on.