Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, inside the Great Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Lately, due to the Celestial Pride List's prodigies of the Great Qin Empire continuously boosting their achievements, the demon clan has suffered quite a bit.

From time to time, a Demon King would be slaughtered by human prodigies.

At this moment, inside the hall, quite a few stewards were tearfully complaining to the elder council about the ancient powers' ruthless assaults on the demon clan to establish power.

It's utterly infuriating, we must strike back fiercely.

"Elders, you must uphold justice for us. The actions of the human forces lately, they are unscrupulous and tyrannical.

In the Northern Territory alone, we've lost countless Demon Kings to humans. The current state is one of panic, and uncertainty prevails.

At this rate, where does the prestige of our Ten Thousand Beasts Hall stand? What of our dignity?

Please, elders, provide a strategy for retaliation. When can we strike back fiercely?"

A steward with a boar's head and short limbs knelt in the center of the hall, a mournful look of helplessness in his eyes.

As these words were spoken, the other stewards, also looking miserable, quickly nodded in agreement.

"Yes! Yes! Elders, I have seven Demon Kings under me, and now four of them have fallen to human hands.

If this continues, we're doomed!

Our control over the Northern Territory will be unstable at this rate."

"Indeed, if we don't take action soon, the prestige of our Ten Thousand Beasts Hall in the human world will vanish, and the opinions of the vast demon clan towards us will change."

"The way the humans are oppressing us demons is outrageous. Our Ten Thousand Beasts Hall must retaliate against them..."

"..."

The elder council listening could only rub their temples in frustration at the complaints.

Did they not want to retaliate? Of course they did, but the human forces were now incredibly powerful, and so many ancient powers were not something the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall could easily provoke.

Especially since these attacks on the Demon Kings were being carried out by the prodigies of the great forces, if the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall acted rashly, it might be like stirring a hornet's nest, attracting collective retaliation.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Hall was powerful, but in the face of unified great forces, it could only bide its time.

In the noisy hall, the elders exchanged glances, as if communicating something.

"Enough! This is a sacred place, stop this crying and wailing, all of you get up!"

An elder resembling a Horned Qilin shouted angrily, his blood-red eyes filled with killing intent.

These fellows were arrogant bullies in daily life, yet now they cowered in the face of human forces.

Instead of thinking of a response, they ran to the hall to cry and wail to the elders—a total disgrace.

The stewards, seeing the Black Scale Elder's anger, trembled and quickly got to their feet.

The hall, previously bustling with noise, quieted down completely.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall knew the Black Scale Elder was the most violent; people often ended up half-dead from his outbursts. Four stewards had already been accidentally killed by him.

"This situation doesn't require you to report; we already know and have discussed it.

As for how to respond…we must temporarily endure until the ancestor exits seclusion.

Go back and tell the Demon Kings to restrain themselves, do not attack human cities and cause trouble during this period!"

Then, the soft and seductive voice of the White Fox Lady echoed, warning in her tone.

Hearing this, the stewards' expressions changed. Even when humans attacked their doorstep, they were told to endure?

However, this was the decision of the elders, so the stewards could only obey reluctantly.

"Yes!"

The stewards responded in scattered voices.

"Wait! To alleviate pressure, try diverting the ancient powers' attention to Tiger King Ridge.

They are also demons, and I'm sure the ancient forces would be interested."

Just as the stewards were about to leave, from a seat not far away, an elder wearing silver scale armor and sinister white bone spikes suddenly spoke.

Immediately, the stewards' eyes lit up; this was indeed a clever solution.

If they could focus the ancient powers' attention on Tiger King Ridge, they wouldn't be so fixated on the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall.

Instantly, the stewards retreated with excited hearts.

...

Tiger King Ridge.

Lying deep in his cave, Fang Yuan was scrolling through a communicator, his expression changing with each glance.

Upon seeing the Celestial Pride List, he frowned, his face immediately showing disdain.

What nonsense is this Celestial Pride!

Even struggling against a sixth-tier Demon King. If they crossed paths with him, they would be crunched up in one bite.

When Fang Yuan saw that people online were actually comparing these nobodies to his boss, his expression completely twisted.

How is this even a comparison?

This nonsense of a Celestial Pride is nothing compared to a single strand of my boss!

Such fluff could be compared to his boss? What a joke.

From reading human networks extensively, Fang Yuan felt he'd seen it all, finding absurd and nonsensical information everywhere.

His boss had actually killed an elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall, yet he was being compared to the upstarts of ancient fires—a true insult!

"It's been a while since I've tasted human flesh; these few look quite delectable."

Staring at the few on the screen, Fang Yuan's eyes glimmered with a sinister hunger, already drooling with desire.

According to his estimation, these people's strength was around the fifth tier.

If he could devour them, it would help him significantly, and more so, strike at human arrogance.

Lately, with these human prodigies continuously killing Demon Kings, the momentum of humans had surged.

There were even calls on the web from radical Great Qin Empire humans urging collective action against the disruptive demon clan.

Fang Yuan could only think these people were delusional. The demon clan had many strong members; trying to exterminating the demon clan would cost humans dearly.

All these ancient powers had survived since Ancient Times; they wouldn't risk themselves carelessly.

Thinking of the blood qi from the human prodigies, Fang Yuan licked his lips, his excitement stirred.

Since joining Tiger King Ridge, thanks to his boss's constraints, Fang Yuan had restrained himself, rarely preying on demon soldiers and generals.

Now, he couldn't help but want to sneak out to satisfy his desires.

However, it was said that his boss had a good relationship with Willow God of the Great Qin Empire.

If he attacked humans of the Great Qin, he'd have a hard time explaining to his boss.

Ah, what a dilemma…

Fang Yuan, just after preparing to get up, lay back down again.

When had the once-lawless Demon Monarch found such restraint?

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