I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

The demon generals below looked at each other, not yet having had a chance to receive their orders.

A sudden change occurred.

The hidden danger of demonic possession that had been suppressed within the old demon lord for three hundred years finally erupted due to his overwhelming emotions.

The raging demonic energy instantly ruptured his meridians.

A loud "bang!"

The old demon lord exploded on his throne into a cloud of blood mist, splattering bits of flesh and entrails all over the demon generals in the front row.

There was a moment of deathly silence in the hall, followed by terrified screams.

The Demon Realm was thrown into chaos instantly.

The legitimate descendants left behind by the old Demon Lord, namely Shen Jiuyuan's older brothers and sisters, all became envious.

In the struggle for the position of Demon Lord, various forces clashed fiercely.

But they had a tacit agreement: to deal with that twelve-year-old bastard who had reached the Nascent Soul stage first, and absolutely not let him enter the Demon Realm alive!

One wave after another of top-tier demonic cultivator assassins were dispatched to the exit of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Shen Jiuyuan had just fought his way out of the forbidden area, covered in blood, and hadn't even had time to see the sun outside when he was met with an overwhelming killing array.

Hundreds of demonic cultivators surrounded him.

The lead assassin sneered repeatedly.

"Kid, blame your bad luck! Don't be born into the Demon Lord's family in your next life!"

Shen Jiuyuan found it annoying. After killing in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for five years, he had long forgotten how to reason with people.

If we're going to kill him, then we should kill them all.

He carried the dulled demonic sword and charged into the killing formation.

There were no fancy spells, only pure violence.

With a swift stroke, limbs flew everywhere.

Blood stained the wasteland outside the Demon Cave.

He fought his way through the wilderness, from the wasteland to the border of the Demon Realm, and then from the border to the main city of the Demon Realm.

Those who were sent to bribe him, assassinate him, or recruit him.

He cleaved them all in two with a single stroke, turning the Demon Realm's main city into a river of blood.

His eldest sister, the princess of the Demon Realm, led 30,000 elite demon troops in formation at the city gate.

They tried to wear him down with sheer numbers.

Shen Jiuyuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

He swung the sword.

A black blade of light, hundreds of feet long, tore through the earth, and the 30,000 demon soldiers were instantly reduced to ashes.

The princess was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I'm your older sister! We share the same blood! You can't kill me!"

Shen Jiuyuan remained expressionless.

With a swift stroke, a fine head rolled to the ground.

"Blood?"

He stepped on that head and sneered.

"My blood was drained long ago in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons."

Those older brothers and sisters who were high and mighty finally felt utter fear.

They joined forces and unleashed the full power of their demonic realm in an attempt to suppress and kill the monster.

Despite the barrage of magical treasures, Shen Jiuyuan managed to tear through their defenses.

One cut, one kill.

Cut off the heads of those so-called blood relatives neatly.

Stringed on an iron chain.

They completely copied the methods used by heretical practitioners to lure young children back then.

He carried the string of dripping heads and walked step by step into the Demon Realm Palace.

He sat imposingly on that throne of white bones.

The hall was deathly silent.

All the demon generals and elders were so frightened by the sight of this teenager covered in blood that their legs went weak.

They all knelt down on the ground.

"Greetings, Demon Lord—!!"

The sound was deafening.

Shen Jiuyuan casually tossed the iron chain in his hand to the ground, wiped the blood off his knife, and looked back.

All of his blood relatives have died.

He became the loneliest king in the world.

……

Shen Jiuyuan pulled his wandering thoughts back.

He lowered his head, his gaze returning to the two eggs.

Golden phoenix eggs, dark dragon eggs.

They leaned against each other quietly.

The throbbing sensation of blood ties traveled clearly from his fingertips into his consciousness; it was the only remaining blood relative in the world that he had personally nurtured.

This feeling is wonderful.

A lonely soul, isolated from the world, was suddenly tied to the human world by two thin threads. He could even sense the two faint but tenacious breaths inside the eggshell.

With each breath, their rhythm gradually aligned with his heartbeat.

He chuckled softly.

His heart, which had been silent for thousands of years, was filled with a strange emotion. He stretched out his large palm and carefully lifted the spiritual futon.

He held the two eggs in front of him.

"Hurry up and hatch."

The indulgence was unmistakable in his voice.

"Wait for you to come out."

"Father is taking you to kill people."

At the same moment, on the border of the Demon Realm, millions of miles away.

"boom--"

A white figure was blown away by the violent black shockwave. Lin Qingyue clutched her chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Beneath the boundary marker, Shen Jing, holding a long sword, looked down at her from his elevated position.

"Shen Jing! How dare you hurt me?"

Lin Qingyue raised her voice, her innocent face contorted with rage, "I'm here to see Jiu Yuan! Who do you think you are, daring to stop me?"

Shen Jing didn't make any unnecessary movements.

This woman really knows how to flatter herself. The Lord is too lazy to even manage the affairs of the Demon Realm these days, leaving behind a complete mess and disappearing without a trace, let alone someone as self-righteous as her.

With a flick of his wrist, he slammed the back of his blade against the black rock beside the boundary marker.

"The Lord is not here, get out."

Several patrolling demonic cultivators peeked out from the shadows in the distance, whispering amongst themselves.

"Is this human female cultivator crazy?"

"His Majesty even dared to kill his own brother, who does she think she is, coming here every day to stage an accident?"

"impossible!"

Lin Qingyue suddenly stood up, ignoring the ridicule around her, and pulled out a jet-black jade pendant from her bosom.

That was a defensive magic artifact that Shen Jiuyuan casually tossed to her years ago when he used it to locate traitors.

"I have the token! What right do you have to stop me?"

Shen Jing felt that the woman's nagging was giving him a headache, so he didn't bother to say anything more and suddenly swung his long sword.

The blade grazed Lin Qingyue's scalp as it flew past, and a withered demonic tree that would take several people to encircle was cut in half.

Amidst the flying sawdust, Shen Jing's fingers flew, carving several large characters on the flattened wooden stake with the tip of his knife.

With a loud "boom".

The half-person-high wooden board was nailed firmly to the spot three inches in front of Lin Qingyue.

[Lin Qingyue and her dog are not allowed inside]

"Fine...fine!" Lin Qingyue trembled with anger.

She dared not venture into the border of the Demon Realm, so she could only grit her teeth, turn around, and hastily leave on her flying sword.

They sped for hundreds of miles.

Lin Qingyue stopped in a secluded canyon. She couldn't swallow her anger.

How could someone of Shen Jiuyuan's status allow his subordinates to humiliate her like this? It must have been these demon generals who acted on their own initiative.

She gripped the jade pendant tightly in her palm; the pendant contained a trace of Shen Jiuyuan's primordial demonic energy.

He pulled out a bronze-colored tracking disc from his storage ring.

The essence blood was forced out and dripped onto the tracking plate, and then the jade pendant was pressed into the array eye.

The array patterns glowed with a bloody light.

The magnetic needle on the plate spun wildly, eventually settling firmly in one direction.

The far east.

Lin Qingyue's eyes widened.

Endless Demon Realm!

Why would Shen Jiuyuan go to the territory of the demon race?

Demon Realm... Make a wish... Abyss of Cold...

Yes.

Several months ago, she spent a great deal of effort to deduce the secrets of heaven and calculated that the Demon Emperor Xu Yuan was about to undergo his ninth Nirvana.