The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

Just as Gray was preparing to leave the temple with Philippa, considering whether to deal with the angels in [Heaven] first or go find that unlucky guy who had been forcibly removed from the storyline for over two hundred chapters—

Gray didn't even need to use his mental power to scan the entire Celestial Realm. The moment the thought crossed his mind, his keen senses detected a familiar aura outside the temple, carrying urgency, worry, and a powerful dragon's might, rushing toward him at an astonishing speed!

The next second, with a soft "whoosh" sound, a white figure rushed into the shattered temple gate like a cannonball, bringing with it a gust of wind.

Gray looked at the figure who had braked suddenly a few meters in front of him, whose silver hair was fluttering slightly from the speed of the car, and whose chest was heaving. He couldn't help but rub his forehead and said in a tone that was a mixture of helplessness and mockery:

"You timed your arrival perfectly... Officer America?"

The person who came was Bai Lin.

Long Tong quickly scanned Gray, confirming that he seemed unharmed except for looking tired and having some injuries, before letting out a sigh of relief. But then, as if remembering something terrifying, she shrank back, nervously glancing left and right, and asked in a low voice, "G-Gray! Where...where is the Goddess of Holy Light?!"

Her voice still carried a trace of the psychological trauma left from being forcibly brought to the Celestial Realm and facing the pressure of the gods.

At this moment, Philippa, a beat too slow, finally peeked out from behind Gray and saw that the newcomer was not the murderous angel she had imagined, but a stunningly beautiful silver-haired woman with a unique aura. She instinctively assumed a defensive stance, her light magic subtly circulating.

“We’re all on the same side, don’t be nervous.” Gray gently patted Philippa’s hand, signaling her to relax, and introduced Bai Lin in a casual tone, as if saying, “This is my steward, Bai Lin. He’s... one of our dragons.”

Upon hearing "one of our own" and "a servant of the Shadow Court," Philippa relaxed slightly and curiously examined the powerful dragon woman.

Upon hearing Gray's nonchalant reply, Bai Lin's eyes widened in disbelief, her golden pupils filled with astonishment: "Resolved?! That Holy Light Goddess?! You...you..."

Her gaze swept over Gray, as if trying to find out if he was possessed by some ancient demon god. Her eyes were like those of someone looking at a monster who had suddenly made a hole in the sky and remained calm.

She clearly remembered how passive Gray was when he broke into the Celestial Realm to save her last time, facing the Goddess of Holy Light. He was almost completely suppressed and had no power to fight back, because the goddess seemed unwilling to kill him immediately and thus managed to escape.

How could they have "dealt with" that terrifying being so quickly?! And Gray clearly stated before that his power in the prime material plane had reached its theoretical limit…

Seeing Bai Lin's shocked expression, almost to the point of paralysis, Gray knew her mind was probably filled with question marks and exclamation points. He waved his hand, interrupting her about to unleash a barrage of questions:

"I'll explain the details and reasons when we get back; this isn't the place for idle chatter." He paused, then gently pulled Philippa to his side and formally introduced himself to Bai Lin:

"Bai Lin, this is the current hero and an important ally in our operation, Princess Philippa Ravenhill of the Kingdom of Olmec."

He then turned to Philippa and added, "White Scale is a reliable companion, Attendant No. 0666 of the Shadow Court."

Bai Lin then turned his attention entirely to Philippa, his dragon eyes filled with scrutiny and curiosity.

Although the girl in front of him was young, she radiated a pure and powerful aura of light. More importantly... she was standing very close to Gray, and the natural and intimate atmosphere between them... hmm?

Bai Lin's dragon instincts seemed to detect something unusual, but she suppressed her doubts for the time being, nodded to Philippa as a greeting, and couldn't help but glance at Gray again, her eyes conveying a clear meaning: 'Wow, you've not only taken care of the goddess, but also managed to recruit the current hero as an ally?'

Gray pretended not to see Bai Lin's meaningful look and cleared his throat: "Alright, everyone's basically here. Next, we need to take care of the 'aftermath' of the [Celestial Realm], and then... go home."

Gray didn't linger any longer; he stepped forward and cleared his throat.

Immediately, a surge of powerful magic, mixed with a trace of dimensional authority gained from the dissipation of the Goddess of Holy Light—not yet fully refined but already capable of being mobilized—transformed into a clear and majestic voice, like invisible ripples, instantly resounding throughout the entire Celestial Realm:

"Inhabitants of the Celestial Realm, especially the angels under the command of the Goddess of Holy Light, listen up—"

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of power.

"The Goddess of Holy Light has been slain."

Upon hearing this, the entire Celestial Realm seemed to fall silent for a moment. Then, one could vaguely sense the intense fluctuations of countless auras hidden around the temple and on the distant floating islands. These were the angels' uncontrollable shock and panic.

"As his former subordinates, if you wish to remain obedient from now on, no longer consider yourselves servants of the gods and interfere with the main plane, nor cause trouble in this world..."

Gray paused briefly, leaving a chilling sense of oppression, "I am not a bloodthirsty person either, you may continue to live in this world."

“But if there are still disloyal intentions, or attempts to avenge the Lord and disrupt order…” His tone suddenly turned cold, “then don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Having finished his announcement, Gray no longer paid attention to the enormous uproar and various thoughts that would inevitably be stirred up by the outside world.

He withdrew his spreading magic and intent, turned to look at Philippa, who was still somewhat bewildered, and Bai Lin, who had a "And then what?" expression on her face.

“Alright, that’s enough for now,” Gray said. “Let’s return to the Prime Material Plane.”

"Go back? How do we go back?" Philippa asked almost immediately. She remembered clearly that they had been forcibly dragged up here without any warning.

Bai Lin frowned as well. During the time she was "placed" in the Celestial Realm, although her freedom was not restricted (in a sense, she could not leave the area designated by the Goddess of Holy Light), she had no idea about the spatial structure of this place, let alone find the way back to the main plane.

“Those angels definitely know, but we…” She looked at Gray, as if to suggest that they should grab an angel and interrogate him.

Seeing the two women's puzzled expressions, Gray shook his head and explained, "We don't need to go find the angels. We have our own 'key' now."

He raised his hand, and a faint golden halo, containing the aura of some supreme rule, appeared in his palm. It was the fragment of the plane's authority that he had just absorbed.

"The Goddess of Holy Light is not only the creator of the Celestial Realm, but also the true 'master' of this plane," Gray said slowly.

“I have dealt with Him. Although I have not yet fully refined all of His remnants, as the ‘victor,’ I have naturally inherited a portion of the authority of the plane’s lord. Only when I truly break through to the tenth rank and fully adapt to and control this power will I be able to obtain all the privileges.”

He lightly touched the pale golden halo with his fingertip: "Among them is... the authority to open a stable spatial channel connecting to the main plane. We were forcibly pulled up here before because He actively manipulated the power of the [Celestial Realm] to capture us. Now, it's my turn to 'open the door'."

After speaking, Gray said no more. He put two fingers together and flicked them lightly at the empty space in front of him.

"Om-!"

A clear, resonant spatial tremor resounded.

Wherever his fingertips touched, the space rippled like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating concentric circles of silvery-white waves.

The ripples rapidly expanded and stabilized, with light flowing around the center, quickly forming a stable spatial portal with soft halos around the edges, changing light and shadow inside, and vaguely revealing familiar scenes from the main plane!

On the other side of the door, the long-lost fresh air and familiar energy fluctuations belonging to the main plane wafted in.

“Let’s go.” Gray took the lead and stepped into the spatial passage.

Philippa and Bai Lin exchanged a glance, both seeing amazement and relief in each other's eyes, and quickly followed suit.

Three figures disappeared into the silver-white gate of light, and the passage slowly closed, eventually vanishing without a trace, leaving only a mess and silence in the temple.