Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: Hope

The Devil Monarch strides through the air, with each step a ring of white light trembles into existence.

“Lord Devil Monarch, the Sky Demon Palace has been built in the image of the original Demon Clan’s palace, only we have expanded it substantially, making our palace even more impressive!” Mo Qi respectfully followed behind and said.

“Good.” The Devil Monarch said contentedly, finally taking his place upon the throne of the grand hall.

“Mo Qi, how goes the task I assigned you?” The Devil Monarch looked at Mo Qi and inquired.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qi respectfully bowed and replied, “As per your instructions, Lord Devil Monarch, I have had Feng Wuchen rescue Xingtian and their group, and they are now all at the Dragon God Palace.”

“Excellent, let them cultivate in peace, give them some hope, and make sure not to disturb them,” the Devil Monarch said with a sinister smile.

“Yes! Lord Devil Monarch!” Mo Qi replied respectfully with a nod.

“Lord Devil Monarch, Wild Panther is at the Third Turn Realm, and our cultivation is no match for his. Currently, the overlord’s domain and the Beixuan Sect are all constructing their palaces, and I worry they may intervene. I implore you to take action and eliminate him,” the Demon Cauldron respectfully said.

“Such a rarity, a warrior at the Third Turn, it would be a pity to kill him. Give them some time to let Long Tianzhan break through to the Third Turn, only then can I, the Devil Monarch, truly indulge in the pleasure,” the Devil Monarch spoke indifferently.

“Rest assured, we will not make a move, and neither will they, for they know that to act is to court death,” the Devil Monarch followed with a nefarious laugh.

The Demon Cauldron wanted to say more, but refrained and swallowed his words.

“Since you’re here, why not show yourself? Why hide amongst your own people?” In the silent great hall, the Devil Monarch suddenly spoke.

As the Devil Monarch’s words fell, a Black Shadow appeared out of nowhere in the great hall. It was the enigmatic man in black.

“This lad is not simple, having concealed himself so deeply that even I failed to detect his presence,” Mo Qi inwardly frowned, eyeing the man in black.

“Protector Mo Qi, I always feel this youngster poses a great threat to us,” the Demon Cauldron communicated telepathically.

Mo Qi responded telepathically: “He’s very cunning; we must be on guard against him.”

“Truly worthy of being the Devil Monarch, even concealed so well you were still found,” the man in black said with a light smile.

Turning his gaze to the man in black, the Devil Monarch asked, “You should have fully investigated the situation of the Dragon Clan, right?”

Hearing this, the man in black smiled and replied, “Shi Tian Hu has already helped Long Tianzhan and the others recover from their injuries. They have now gone to the Rakshasa tribe, and I believe it won’t be long before Long Tianzhan can break through to the Third Turn Realm.”

“Excellent! Break through as soon as possible. I, the Devil Monarch, am very much looking forward to the power Long Tianzhan will possess upon reaching the Third Turn!” The Devil Monarch said with an evil grin, his eyes flashing with ferocious killing intent.

“The Devil Monarch’s aura is becoming more and more powerful. It seems he has already absorbed Feng Wuchen’s Primordial Ancient power; perhaps he might even step into the legendary True God Realm,” thought the man in black, his expression unfazed.

The Devil Monarch never concealed his aura, and it was evident to all that his cultivation was becoming increasingly formidable.

“I sense from you an aura that is not your own,” the Devil Monarch suddenly said, gazing at the man in black, his face expressionless.

Hearing this, the man in black’s face did not change, and he smiled asking, “Oh? May I ask what kind of aura has the Devil Monarch sensed?”

“A murderous aura, faint and full of hatred,” the Devil Monarch said, his face showing no emotion.

“The Devil Monarch is joking. How could I possibly harbor such murderous intent? I would not dare to oppose the Devil Monarch,” the man in black replied calmly.

“This aura seems somewhat familiar,” the Devil Monarch mused, as if he had guessed something, but he did not disclose it.

“It seems the Devil Monarch has already noticed your presence. What do you plan to do?” the man in black asked through mental communication.

“The Devil Monarch doesn’t have the leisure to bother with an old monster like me,” an aged voice transmitted into the mind of the man in black.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave,” the man in black said indifferently, his figure then vanishing into thin air.

As soon as the man in black left, the corners of the Devil Monarch’s mouth slightly curled up into a mysterious and sinister smile.

…

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

The Demon Clan had taken deep root in the Mainland, their presence ubiquitous; human cultivators, on the other hand, lived lives worse than death.

In that half-year, all major forces had recovered their vigor.

Long Tianzhan successfully entered the Third Transformation Realm, Ling Muyun also broke through to the Second Transformation with the aid of the Amber Pill, and the Three-Eyed Demon Ape and Shi Tian Hu both smoothly advanced to the Second Turn Realm, their breakthroughs bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

The cultivation levels of the powerhouses in the Dragon God Alliance had also greatly improved.

As for Feng Wuchen, with the help of the Amber Pill, he had broken through to the Eighthfold of the Divinity Transformation Realm, and even without the Primordial Ancient powers, Feng Wuchen’s strength was still terrifying.

Feng Wuchen initially intended to use the remaining Amber Pills to break through to the First Turn, but plans fell through, and he had to cultivate in advance.

Now, only the last Amber Pill remained.

Although his cultivation had broken through two levels, Feng Wuchen still did not sense any power of the Divine Clan, leaving him undoubtedly disappointed.

Ye Tianwei and Yi Tianqing, after half a year of cultivation on the Seventh Layer of the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, also smoothly advanced to the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Had Feng Wuchen not yielded the Seventh Layer, his cultivation might have reached the peak of the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, or even the First Turn.

With the increased strength of the Dragon God Alliance and forces such as the Dragon Clan, they had more capability to contend with the Demon Clan.

However, in this half-year, the Demon Clan had been silent, focusing only on constructing palaces and fortifying their strength, paying no heed to the Dragon God Palace or any other major force.

“Feng Big Brother, the Dragon Clan Leader has already broken through to the Third Transformation, and the six Taiji Elders have also broken through to the Second Transformation. The time to counterattack has come!” Liu Qingyang exclaimed indignantly inside the great hall.

“That’s right! I can’t stand it any longer; every day, people are tortured to death by the Demon Clan. I refuse to believe that, with the Dragon Clan Leader, Wild Panther, and our senior Flame Dragon joining hands, we can’t overcome the Devil Monarch!” Bai Mie agreed.

Everyone’s emotions were highly charged. Having cultivated like mad for half a year, witnessing the Demon Clan’s unrestrained growth in power and human cultivators living in misery, they could only watch with simmering rage and hatred contained within their hearts.

Seeing the agitated crowd, Feng Wuchen said with gravity, “Now is not the time.”

“Feng Big Brother, if we continue to delay, more people will die tragically at the hands of the Demon Clan! The opportunity has arrived, why not strike now?” Liu Qingyang asked anxiously.

“Liu Big Brother, don’t rush. Feng Big Brother hasn’t finished talking yet,” Miao Qingqing whispered in persuasion.

Feng Wuchen continued, “The Demon Clan’s half-year of silence is actually giving us hope, only to crush it mercilessly when we rise in resistance, plunging us into despair. The reason the Demon Clan has made no moves is that our strength is still not a threat to them.”

After a pause, Feng Wuchen spoke in a grave tone, “The Devil Monarch has already assimilated my Primordial Ancient power, his strength is now even more terrifying than half a year ago. If we act now, I fear we would still be no match for the Devil Monarch.”

The terror of the Devil Monarch was something Feng Wuchen understood better than they did.