Chapter 7 I... am the Demon Lord!
The Demonic Sect's overall strength was formidable. When the previous Demon Lord, Ling
Xue's father, was still in power, they were a force to be reckoned with in the entire world. No
matter the royal empires, sects, ancient races, foreign demons, or void creatures, all would
bow their heads in front of the Demonic Sect.
With just two simple words, the Demonic Sect held dominion over everyone. Unrivaled and
peerless!
However, the previous Demon Lord eventually fell, due to being schemed against. No matter
how powerful one was, there would still be times when they stumbled.
Since then, the Demonic Sect declined, but it remained the Demonic Sect, even after the loss
of the Demon Lord. However, they were no longer an entity that everyone feared.
They could only be considered on par with the top-tier forces.
Furthermore, the group of experts who plotted against Ling Xue's father, including the
Extreme Martial Realm cultivators, perished along with him. Thus, even though the Demonic
Sect declined, no force dared to provoke them carelessly.
Moreover, since everyone believed Ling Xue, the current Young Master of the Demonic Sect,
was a congenital waste, there was no need for caution. Nobody even considered joining
forces to eliminate the Demonic Sect completely.
After all, the Demonic Sect was still formidable even after its decline. Attempting to
eradicate them entirely would come at an enormous cost. Besides, since the Demonic Sect's
Young Master was supposedly a useless individual, the Demonic Sect was thought to have no
future.
Therefore, there was no need for violence. They could simply allow the Demonic Sect to
continue its lazy existence until it faded into the annals of history.
The people of the Demonic Sect were well aware of this fact.
So, for all these years, the Demonic Sect had been in a state of utter passivity, much like a
person with extremely low luck. But now, everything was different! Everything had changed!
The Young Master of the Demonic Sect, a twenty-year-old at the pinnacle of the Divine
Origin Realm, would undoubtedly lead the Demonic Sect to achieve its former glory!
The Demonic Sect would once again tower above all!
Inside the grand hall of the Demonic Sect's main altar, numerous figures had gathered. These
were the top echelons of the Demonic Sect, as many as Xiaoxiang Yu could manage to
summon.
They were all elite experts of the Demonic Sect. Outside the hall, on the square and in the
sky, there were countless armies under the Demonic Sect's banner, numbering in the
thousands, spreading as far as the eye could see. What used to be a desolate Demonic Sect
main altar was now bustling and spectacular!
These were only the ones who could be summoned at the moment. There were still many
armies and top experts who were far away and couldn't gather for the time being.
Seated at the head of the hall was Ling Xue, his white hair flowing as he supported his head
with one hand. His cold, blood-red eyes surveyed the people gathered in the hall, including
Xiaoxiang Yu. He looked like a sovereign of the ages, overlooking his subjects.
Xiaoxiao stood beside him, also gazing curiously at the assembled high-ranking members of
the Demonic Sect. It had been so long since she had seen so many core leaders and experts
gathered in the Demonic Sect.
"Now, the ones who haven't arrived yet... can't make it, or don't want to come?" Ling Xue's
cold voice resounded in the hall.
"The ones I can currently contact are all here!" Xiaoxiang Yu replied, "The rest are too far
away and can't come for the time being."
Ling Xue nodded faintly. He was somewhat satisfied with this response. If anyone knew he
was gathering them but deliberately chose not to come or disobey his command, then... such
people couldn't be allowed to stay! As his subordinates, they must be completely loyal and
obedient!
"I've heard that the Young Master has been concealing his true strength all this time?" Just
then, a figure in the hall suddenly stepped forward.
It was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, his face thin and weathered, exuding a dusty
air. A knife was tucked into his waist, and one hand rested on the hilt. The hilt and sheath
were pale, as was the blade inside.
His eyes were pale, lacking any other color. Dressed in black with black hair and white
pupils, he was one of the Twelve Demonic Stars of the Demonic Sect, Bai Tu!
The Twelve Demonic Stars were the top experts of the Demonic Sect, all at the Divine Origin
Realm. Back in the day, they were the most trusted generals by Ling Xue's father.
Xiaoxiang Yu was one of them as well. Currently, only four of the Twelve Demonic Stars
were present, including Xiaoxiang Yu and Bai Tu, along with two other women.
"Perhaps this Young Master's title... can be changed now," Ling Xue's blood-red eyes locked
onto Bai Tu. He then spoke lightly, "From now on, I am the Lord of the Demonic Sect! I...
am the Demon Lord!"
The position of the Demon Lord had always been intended for him. Only he could inherit this
title. However, he had not admitted it himself, and his subordinates had not recognized him as
such.
But now, since he had the strength, he was entitled to rightfully claim the position of the
Demon Lord.