Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

"you win."

Feng Xiu's deep voice echoed in the void, carrying an unprecedented sense of dejection and exhaustion.

His massive dragon head drooped slightly, the light in his molten gold dragon eyes dimmed, and the wounds flowing with dark gold dragon blood seemed to have lost the power to heal.

He watched helplessly as Yuehui grew from a weakling to someone equally matched with him, and ultimately defeated him with overwhelming force. All of this happened in just a few short years.

This left him with a deep-seated sense of powerlessness and confusion.

"I will entrust my Demon God Crown to Long Haochen."

"Although it sounds unbelievable, he is indeed my grandson. With him inheriting the position of patriarch of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan, he... should pose no threat to you, right?"

Yuehui remained silent, simply gazing quietly at Fengxiu.

Although he had no intention to kill, he understood that with the Demon Emperor's pride, he would never choose to live on in this world and accept this complete defeat.

Fengxiu slowly raised its enormous dragon head, its gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void, looking towards a distant star.

In those cold dragon eyes, an indescribable tenderness and longing were revealed.

“Lingxuan…” His deep voice, like a final sigh, echoed softly in the desolate star field, “Are you… alright in that world? I… have come to find you…”

As soon as he finished speaking, an incredibly gentle yet resolute light suddenly emanated from his massive black dragon body.

The light was not for battle, but like the last rays of the setting sun.

The next moment, his dragon body, which stretched for thousands of meters, began to slowly disintegrate and dissipate from tail to head, like a sandcastle in the wind, turning into countless points of light that shimmered with dark gold, like a dazzling galaxy, drifting in the void.

At the core where the light dissipated, the heaven-defying demonic dragon horn on his forehead was frantically absorbing the last essence of life, its color becoming increasingly deep and pure, as if it had condensed all his power and heritage.

A moment later, the Demon Emperor's enormous body had completely vanished without a trace.

In the void, only three items float silently, telling the story of an emperor's demise:

A heaven-defying demonic dragon sword, entirely black gold, adorned with coiled dragon patterns, and radiating a cold luster;
A crown of a demon god, flowing with dark gold light and containing immense energy;
And a sun god pillar that was completely dark and dull, as if it had lost all its power.

"farewell."

Yuehui slowly reached out his hand, and the black gold dragon-patterned longsword and the dark gold flowing crown floated lightly into his palm.

He scanned the three items with his divine sense like the most intricate net, confirming that there was no trace of Feng Xiu's soul remaining among them, before letting out a very soft, complex sigh.

This once-ruling emperor who reigned over the demon race has finally vanished completely.

"It's time to go back."

He didn't glance at the desolate void again, casually swiping his hand in front of him, and a spatial rift opened up, revealing the familiar aura of the Holy Demon Continent.

Moonlight stepped in, and her figure disappeared into the crack.

……

The battle in the skies above Shanghai appears to be exceptionally fierce.

The powerful figures of the three major demon races clashed fiercely with the ninth-tier humans from the Holy Temple Federation, the roar of colliding spiritual energy and the shouts of battle deafening.

However, if a discerning person were present, they would easily perceive the strangeness of the situation.

None of the ninth-tier powerhouses in the arena, whether demons or humans, were fighting with their full strength.

Their offensive may seem fierce, but they always leave room for maneuver at crucial moments.

Everyone's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, and very subtly, was drawn in the same direction.

That was the void where Yuehui and Demon God Emperor Fengxiu tore through space and disappeared beyond the plane.

The true outcome of this war never depends on who wins or loses among them, but only on the result of the duel between the strongest. At this moment, the battlefield in Shanghai is more like a tacitly agreed-upon collective silent drama.

Of course, there were sacrifices involved.

Prince Abao of the Rebellious Demon Dragon Clan has become one of the few true victims in this bizarre war.

The person who killed him was Cai'er.

As Yuehui's most trusted partner, Cai'er was well aware of Yuehui's loathing for this rebellious dragon prince.

However, due to his status and the situation, he was never able to find a suitable opportunity to eliminate him in the past.

She clearly foresaw that if Moonbeam succeeded in this battle, he would return with the might of a demigod and ascend to the throne of the Demon God Emperor.

In order to quickly quell the war and unite the demon and human races, he would no longer be able to personally deal with Abao, the crown prince of the rebellious demon dragon clan. Therefore, after dealing with the Moon Demon God Agares for a while, she found an excellent opening and suddenly launched her attack!
Her target was A Bao, whose strength was far inferior to hers.

The sword light was cold and fleeting.

By the time everyone realized what was happening, Ah Bao had already died.

Cai'er then used swift and decisive means to settle Yuehui's last unresolved matter, clearing away a stumbling block on his future path.

Suddenly, the space above Shanghai was violently torn apart by an irresistible force, and a huge dimensional rift appeared out of thin air.

As the crack appeared, all the powerful warriors who were "fighting" on the battlefield seemed to be put on pause, and they all stopped and retreated at the same time.

Whether demons or humans, all eyes were fixed on the crack that was constantly emanating terrifying energy fluctuations, and every look was filled with undisguised trepidation and anticipation.

Swish!
A streak of dark golden light shot out from the crack, carrying a terrifying dragon's might, and pierced the earth of the Demon City below like a meteor!

The sword hummed, surrounded by dark gold light—that was the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Sword, symbolizing the authority of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Emperor!
Upon seeing the sword, the powerful members of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan instantly broke into smiles of ecstatic joy and excitement.

"It's His Majesty's sword! His Majesty has won!"

The expressions of the Moon Demon Clan and the Holy Temple Federation members suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"How could this be... the commander... lost?" Chen Ying'er stared at the demonic dragon sword that exuded the pressure of a super artifact and murmured in disbelief.

"Impossible! How could the commander possibly lose?!" Long Haochen clenched his fists, his eyes filled with disbelief and resentment.

"Hahahaha! His Majesty has returned! You human ants who dared to rebel against His Majesty's rule, prepare to bear His Majesty's wrath!"

Upon seeing this, the commander of the Black Dragon Guard let out a wild laugh, which greatly boosted the morale of the demons.

However, Cai'er's reaction was completely different from everyone else's.

Instead of despair, a beautiful, relieved smile quietly bloomed on her cool and aloof face.

The moment the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Sword appeared, she clearly sensed that the familiar aura she had spent every day with had returned!

Sure enough, following the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Sword, a sun god pillar, its entire body dull and lifeless, as if it had lost all its soul and energy, crashed to the ground through the crack, making a muffled thud.

Immediately afterwards, under the focus of countless gazes, Yuehui's figure calmly stepped out from the gradually closing dimensional rift.

All eyes were fixed on the crown that symbolized the supreme authority of the demon race.

"I, Yuehui, from this moment on, succeed Fengxiu and become the new Demon God Emperor."

Moonlight's voice was calm yet like a divine oracle, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present, carrying an unquestionable absolute authority.

"The war between humans and demons, which has lasted for six thousand years, has come to an end!"

"Why?!" A Black Dragon Guard commander, loyal to his former master, roared to the sky with bloodshot eyes, expressing his unwilling question.

Moonlight didn't even glance at him, but simply spoke:
"I am the only god in this world."

The moment the words fell, an immense and unparalleled divine consciousness, like an invisible tide, surged and spread from the Demon City as its center, instantly covering the entire Holy Demon Continent!
Whether it was a bustling battlefield, a silent secret realm, or a remote borderland, every inch of the continent, every corner, was completely enveloped by this divine power.

At this moment, on the Holy Demon Continent, from the strongest ninth-tier experts to the most ordinary mortals, and even the beasts and birds of the forest, a common thought arose in the hearts of all living beings without warning and with clarity—

A new god has been born on this continent!

The Black Dragon Guard commander who had raised the question, along with his unfinished roar, vanished in an instant like sand scattered by the wind, turning into the finest dust and disappearing completely, as if he had never existed.

After the deathly silence comes utter surrender.

"Welcome to the new emperor's ascension to the throne!"

The Moon Demon Agares was the first to bow and shout, breaking the stillness of the scene.

Like the first domino falling, the next moment, both the powerful demons and the powerful humans recovered from their immense shock.

They all knelt down and bowed to the figure in the air, their congratulations ringing out like a mountain roar and a tsunami, without the slightest hesitation.

The moonlight descended from the sky and fell upon Cai'er.

He ignored the cheers around him, and simply reached out and gently took Cai'er's slightly cool hand.

He looked down at her, a warm and reassuring smile appearing on his face—the smile Cai'er knew best.

"Thankfully, you've always been there for me along the way."
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P.S.: This is not the final chapter, there's more... (End of Chapter)