At this moment, the powerful devouring power contained in An Lan himself and the unique devouring power of the Golden Dragon Spear were activated at the same time, like two huge whirlpools, and began to frantically draw power from Haoyue's body.

For a moment, Haoyue roared in pain, and the voice was full of unwillingness and anger. It could clearly feel the strength in its body was rapidly draining away like the tide.

However, under the suppression of such absolute power, although it was unwilling, it was powerless to change the situation and could only wait for the final judgment of fate in pain and despair.

An Lan stood beside the seriously injured Haoyue with a stern expression. His body was tall and majestic, exuding a chilling aura.

As the devouring power continued to exert its effect, Haoyue's struggle gradually weakened, and its vitality disappeared like running water.

Long Haochen witnessed this tragic scene with red eyes. He tried to struggle to get up, but was unable to move due to his serious injuries. He could only watch Haoyue's life gradually die in An Lan's hands.

“Haoyue…” His cry was filled with despair and sorrow, and his voice echoed in the ruins of the Demon Palace, sounding particularly desolate.

An Lan remained unmoved. He focused on absorbing the power of the bright moon. The power of chaos continued to roll and grow in his body.

After a moment, Haoyue's body completely collapsed, the light faded, and the once powerful thing was now just a cold shell.

An Lan slowly pulled out the Golden Dragon Spear, blood dripping from the tip of the spear. He turned to look at Long Haochen, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"You... are too weak after all." An Lan said coldly. His voice was low and cold, as if it came from the Netherworld.

After he finished speaking, a light flashed around him, and he was ready to leave with the absorbed power, leaving Long Haochen alone in the ruined Demon Palace, immersed in endless sadness and despair.

……

The long and brutal holy war finally came to an end after leaving a deep scar in the annals of the Holy Demon Continent.

Because of the fall of Austin Griffin, the god of damnation.

The divinity that maintained his immortal existence, as well as the surging power of divine punishment hidden in Haoyue's body, were all forcibly stripped away and swallowed by An Lan.

From then on, there was no possibility for the God of Punishment to be reincarnated. He was like dust blown away by the wind, disappearing into the endless void.

An Lan did not kill Long Haochen and his companions.

In his eyes, the life and death of Long Haochen and others seemed insignificant at that moment.

Because, deep down in his heart, he always believed that the God of Punishment was the most deadly threat on this continent and the biggest stumbling block in the way of his ambition.

Now, with the God of Condemnation reduced to ashes, Long Haochen, the once shining star, has become dim in his eyes and no longer possesses any power that could make him fearful.

What's more, in the complex network of emotional ties and interpersonal relationships among humans, Long Haochen and An Lan have a deep and inseparable brotherhood.

This friendship, like an invisible thread, invisibly influenced An Lan's decision-making balance, causing the blood-stained blade in his hand to deviate from the target at the critical moment and let Long Haochen and his party go.

The smoke of the holy war has cleared, and two months have passed in a flash.

In these two months, An Lan climbed rapidly in the demon rankings at an astonishing speed.

His name, like the brightest new star in the night sky, instantly became the focus of heated discussion among the demons.

The Snake Demon God Andumari, who was originally ranked last, is now the same as the powerful An Lan. After the Demon God Emperor learned that An Lan killed the God of Heavenly Punishment, he generously rewarded An Lan.

Rewards such as gold, silver, jewelry, rare skills, territories and titles poured into An Lan like water. His favor was so great that all the demons looked at him with awe.

And the grace did not stop there.

A bold and long-term plan emerged in his mind - to marry his most beloved daughter Leng Xiao to An Lan.

Leng Xiao, the princess known as the "Pearl of the Dark Night" among the demons, possesses a stunning appearance and a devilishly hot body. She is the dream woman of countless young and talented demons.

An Lan, the former snake demon god, has undergone a complete transformation.

Now, he has the mysterious and powerful dragon blood flowing in his body.

In the demon clan's strict concept of blood inheritance, especially for clans like the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan that claim to be of high bloodline, the marriage of children is often regarded as the key link between bloodline continuation and family honor.

Therefore, the scope of mate selection is usually strictly limited to within the same ethnic group.

This is not only to ensure the purity and strength of the bloodline, but also to maintain the family's ruling status and dignity among the demons.

Leng Xiao, as the jewel in the crown of the Demon King, naturally could not escape the constraints of this tradition.

The appearance of An Lan and the dragon blood in his body provided a seemingly perfect solution to the Demon Emperor's plan.

His experience of successful transformation was like a legendary story, widely circulated among the demons, adding a mysterious and extraordinary color to him.

The Demon King saw through the huge potential hidden in An Lan at a glance.

This rapidly rising demon god is only 22 years old. He is like an unpolished jade, possessing infinite possibilities and plasticity.

In the heart of the Demon God Emperor, on the one hand, he firmly believed that the union of An Lan and Leng Xiao would give birth to a more powerful bloodline descendant, injecting new vitality and hope into the future of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan;
On the other hand, deep down in his heart he has a confidence and composure that comes from his absolute strength.

In his opinion, although An Lan had displayed amazing strength in the duel with the God of Condemnation, it was undoubtedly a pipe dream for him to grow in a short period of time to the point where he could compete with him, a powerful man who stood at the peak of the demigod realm and was only one step away from becoming a god.

The Demon Emperor stood quietly on the top of the demon clan's towering palace, overlooking the continent that was reborn in the flames of war.

His figure looked particularly tall and majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Now, he has already stepped one foot into the realm of God. The powerful strength of the demigod realm has given him a perspective and state of mind that transcends the mundane world.

In his eyes, all the living beings on the Holy Demon Continent are nothing more than chess pieces on his chessboard.

And he is the chess player who controls the overall situation and dominates his destiny.

An Lan's rise, Leng Xiao's marriage, and the future direction of the demon clan were all under his careful planning and control, becoming an indispensable part of his grand blueprint.

……

"Humph! If you want to marry my sister, I'd like to see if you are qualified." (End of this chapter)

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