Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 750: Chapter 450: Refining Ten Thousand Spirits_2

On one hand, the Grand Elder swallowed so many Spirit Stones, it’s too big a crime to look past. Even if I chose to let it go, the tens of thousands from the Monster Beast Clan would not agree.

On the other hand, the Grand Elder sent someone to try to kill Logan, intending to destroy the Secret Land in one fell swoop. Especially since Logan was already my great benefactor, I owe him an explanation, right? If I choose to ignore this, it would dishearten Logan. What if he secretly dismantles the Spirit Gathering Array!

Therefore, the Demon King shook his head and said solemnly, “Grand Elder, one mistake leads to many. You’ve had plenty of opportunities to turn back, so why stay confused until today?”

“Demon King, I just want to oppose you because I dislike you.” Knowing escape was impossible, the Grand Elder laughed grimly, staring maliciously at the Demon King.

“I am the most outstanding Heavenly Pride of the Monster Beast Clan, the first one to break through to the Dominator Realm, achieving this only within twenty years. Then I reached the Half-step Saint Seat, and after another hundred years, strived for the Saint Seat. The position of Demon King should have been mine. Regrettably, the Demon King chose someone else, someone more stable, even though he was a realm below me.”

“Despite my reluctance, I put aside my pride for the future of the Monster Beast Clan. Coupled with the persuasion of the other elders, I eventually gave up. Later, I devoted myself to cultivation, advancing from the first to the seventh level of the Saint Seat, becoming the first Strong One of the Monster Beast Clan and taking the Elder’s position.”

“I always thought that I would be the next Demon King, but after a long wait of a hundred years, you suddenly shone brilliantly in the Secret Land, becoming the foremost young Heavenly Pride, and even cultivated to the first level of the Saint Seat. Of course, I still looked down on you, since I had already reached the seventh level of the Saint Seat.”

“Unexpectedly, you got lucky and cultivated dozens of Law’s Force. For someone of the Monster Beast Clan to cultivate so many laws is indeed rare. The former Demon King then designated you as the next Demon King. However, the Demon Race has always worshiped strength, and only the strongest can become the Demon King.”

“The former Demon King paved the way for you, willingly sacrificing thousands of years of his cultivation to help you reach the seventh level of the Saint Seat, equal to my realm. In addition to the amplification of your dozens of Law’s Force, I lost to you in the fight for the position of Demon King, and it could even be deemed disgraceful.”

“Over the years, I’ve been holding on to a breath, wanting to compete with you, but you were too strong. In just a few decades, you went from the seventh level directly to the ninth, and recently you were even on the verge of breaking through to the Half-step Saint Emperor. Meanwhile, I’m half in the grave, already incapable of competing for the position of Demon King.”

“But I couldn’t accept this, so I desperately seized the Top-Grade Spirit Stones. I wanted to utilize the Law’s Force contained within to step into the realm of Saint Emperor. Even if the risks were fatal, this was my life’s obsession, to become the Demon King, not this so-called Grand Elder.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Grand Elder stared at the Demon King with a look of utter desolation: “Now that I’ve lost everything, kill or torture me as you will. Perhaps we should have settled this decades ago. Since it has come to this today, I want a fair fight, that would be a death without regrets.”

“I am not a hypocrite, so I can honestly say, I wanted to be the Demon King. It thrilled me to my core to hold that position for a hundred years.”

The Demon King sighed deeply and said, “However, it is precisely the position of Demon King that makes me deal with various matters every day, preventing me from focusing on my cultivation. That’s why I’ve stagnated and haven’t been able to reach the Half-step Saint Emperor. For decades, I’ve been unable to take that step, and these recent years have made me disdain the position of Demon King.”

The Sect Leader of the Immortal Celestial Gate in the Immortal Realm is already at the Half-step Saint Emperor. In fact, we were at the same realm decades ago, but he took that step ahead.

Even the City Lord of Blackwood City has reached the ninth level of the Saint Seat, causing me daily stress, fearing that the Monster Beast Clan is falling too far behind the Immortal Realm.

In truth, the Demon King felt sympathy for the Grand Elder. Who doesn’t want to be the Demon King? He strived for it his entire life and still missed it by a hair. But victory belongs to the King, and that is the absolute truth. For the tens of thousands of the Monster Beast Clan, having the strongest as the Demon King is quite reasonable.

If the Grand Elder truly had the ability, he could have challenged me. If he won, he could become the Demon King. This has always been an immutable principle of the Monster Beast Clan. Any clan member can challenge the Demon King, and unless the Demon King is occupied with important matters, he must accept the challenge.

“Today, I will fight you. Moreover, I will lower my own realm to the strength of the eighth level of the Saint Seat. Between you and me, let’s decide a winner.”

The Demon King took a step forward and said seriously, “Fight me in the Void. Here in this Secret Land that is easily destroyed, you are at your wit’s end. But I am giving you a chance to turn the tables.”

“You are too arrogant, do you really think you can look down upon the world?” The Grand Elder snorted coldly, then flew into the Nine Heavens, accepting the Demon King’s challenge.

As the two left, the crowd started to worry. What if the Demon King were to lose? By now, everyone had seen through the Grand Elder’s true colors. If such a greedy person took control of the Demon Beast Secret Realm, everyone would suffer, living a life a hundred times worse than now.

The Demon Race General burst into derisive laughter, “The Demon King lose? Even if he suppresses his power to the eighth level of the Sanctuary Powerhouse, even the seventh level, it wouldn’t make a difference. It won’t take more than a hundred rounds, the Grand Elder is as good as dead.”

Others may not know, but having always followed the Demon King, he was very clear on the matter. The Demon King now had mastery of at least thirty of Rule’s Force, while a typical Sanctuary Powerhouse at most would harness ten and could only scrape by the entry threshold. However, Demon King’s Rule’s Force had all reached half-step Great Achievement.

On the other hand, the Grand Elder, despite the reputation of being at the eighth level of the Sanctuary Powerhouse, actually only mastered two or three of Rule’s Force. The Monster Beast Clan was inherently not adept at the Laws, far inferior to the Human race’s cultivation practices. Yet, the Demon King was an exception and the one most likely to become the Saint Emperor.

Logan was shocked as he listened. Mastery of thirty of Rule’s Force? He only mastered one himself, and although the Thunder and Lightning Laws were stronger than most, if he were to compare himself with the Demon King, even if the Demon King suppressed his Realm, Logan didn’t think he could be a match.

Thousands of people were waiting here, but time passed, and there was no sign of activity. Since the two chose to fight in the Void, they had no idea about what was happening in the battle.

Logan looked at the thousands of Spirit Stones and thought that if the Demon King won and he saved the Demon Beast Secret Realm again, wouldn’t it be reasonable to ask for a bit of a reward? He was in dire need of Top-Grade Spirit Stones now, only left with a few dozen on him, and he needed to get more as soon as possible.

He was now at the Quasi-Saint Realm, just a step away from the Saint Seat, and he needed a massive amount of Law’s Force to break through the threshold faster. Top-Grade Spirit Stones were undoubtedly the best choice.

An hour passed, and the Demon Race General became restless. “What’s going on? The battle should have been decided by now. Why hasn’t the Demon King returned?”

“Could it be that the Grand Elder used some trick to ambush the Demon King?” someone said aloud. This possibility was very small; in the face of absolute power, underhanded tactics were useless, especially after reaching the Saint Seat Realm, where even if one were ambushed, they had time to react.

But indeed, so much time had passed that this possibility couldn’t be ruled out. The Grand Elder had seen much of the world and had some foundation; it would be typical of him to trip up the frank and forthright Demon King. Thinking this, the Demon Race General felt very uneasy.

If the Grand Elder won, the Demon King would undoubtedly perish, and as someone who followed the Demon King, he would immediately face the Grand Elder’s retribution.

Logan, on the other hand, was quite calm. It didn’t matter who lost or won. He wasn’t part of the Monster Beast Clan, and moreover, if the Grand Elder did win, he would take the tens of thousands of Top-Grade Spirit Stones with him anyway. After all, there’s no harm in taking what’s not refused; the thought even made him look forward to it a little.

After a long while, the Grand Elder’s figure returned from the Void, a sight that left everyone in shock. What was happening? Did the Grand Elder really win?

The Demon Race General’s face turned extremely unsightly, nearly stumbling and falling, “This… it’s impossible. The Demon King lose? I do not believe it. This is all an illusion.”

As for the tens of thousands of onlookers, they quickly came back to their senses. Now that the Grand Elder emerged as the victor, they had to immediately change their tune and heap praises on the Grand Elder; otherwise, their earlier accusations could lead to the Grand Elder’s retaliation.