Chapter 1763: Illusion Demon Ruler! Abyssal Demon Tide!

Before long, Lin Yin brought Xu Jingming to a relatively secluded courtyard on the west side of the palace complex.

A small palace stood in the center of the courtyard.

Although it was called small.

In reality, compared to human architecture, it was exaggeratedly large.

After all, the demon race's physiques were generally far taller than humans'.

The tall ones stood over ten meters high; the short ones were two or three meters.

Buildings were naturally constructed toweringly tall.

This palace before him was the same.

Its height reached over thirty meters, magnificent and grand.

The whole structure was built of dark purple magic stone, its surface engraved with intricate defensive magic patterns.

"Master, I have already reported your situation to Mother, my lord."

Lin Yin said softly, her purple pupils reflecting Xu Jingming's figure:

"She had me arrange for you to stay here first, and go to the main hall to see her tomorrow morning."

"Good." Xu Jingming nodded, his gaze sweeping over the palace.

The architectural style was vastly different from humans', its lines rough and ferocious.

The eaves stretched toward the sky like demon claws, the whole permeated with a primitive yet noble demonic aura.

"Master, do you need me to... attend to your rest?"

Lin Yin suddenly spoke, her voice dropping imperceptibly lower.

Her right hand unconsciously gripped the edge of the tight combat suit at her thigh.

Xu Jingming glanced at her and shook his head: "No need."

He had just returned from Blue Star's gentle embrace.

Even with the Purple Nightmare Demon Body's side effects, he wasn't so lust-driven as to reach that point.

"...... Yes."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Yin's eyes, but she quickly recovered her composure and said respectfully:

"Then I will come for you tomorrow morning."

She bowed and only then turned to leave.

Early the next morning.

Lin Yin arrived outside the hall on time, still in a set of dark purple combat armor.

Her makeup was exquisite, purple hair pinned up, making her look capable and coldly beautiful.

"Master, Mother is already waiting in the main hall." She said softly.

Inside the palace, Xu Jingming had long since sensed Lin Yin's arrival through his divine sense.

He rose with a boom, his four-meter-six demon body stretching.

He walked out of the palace, following Lin Yin toward the core area of the palace complex.

The Illusion Demon Palace's main hall towered like a mountain peak, reaching hundreds of meters high.

The hall gates resembled a giant beast's maw; ferocious demon statues stood on both sides.

Stepping inside, his view suddenly opened up.

Deep in the great hall, atop nine tiers of steps.

A throne carved from a single piece of Nether Soul Purple Crystal emitted a hazy halo.

On the throne sat a woman.

She stood about four meters tall, her figure plump and graceful.

A luxurious dark purple long dress wrapped her exquisite curves.

The hem spread like flowing night beneath the throne.

Her skin was fair as snow, forming a stark contrast with the deep purple dress.

Her features were stunningly beautiful, six or seven parts similar to Lin Yin.

Yet she appeared more mature and bewitching; her violet eyes were deep as an abyss, as if they could devour souls.

A complex purple magic pattern on her forehead slowly rotated, emitting a heart-palpitating spiritual fluctuation.

She merely sat quietly.

An intangible pressure enveloped the entire great hall, as if she were the center of this heaven and earth.

Illusion Demon Ruler!

A terrifying existence at the Undying Ruler stage, the absolute controller of Illusion Demon Star!

"Illusion Demon! You bitch!"

The moment Xu Jingming walked in.

Wei La's voice, filled with towering hatred, rang out in his consciousness sea:

"I finally see you! You probably never thought I could return again?!"

Although her voice brimmed with hatred, her soul body remained hidden deep in the consciousness sea.

Not daring to reveal any aura, fearing discovery.

"Mother, my lord."

Lin Yin stepped forward and bowed:

"This is Xue Yuan, from a remote native planet.

He later wandered and cultivated in the universe, and came seeking refuge out of admiration."

The phantom demon lord on the throne looked down, his gaze falling upon Xu Jingming.

That gaze seemed substantial, carrying the power to pierce the soul.

"Blood Abyss, I have seen the phantom demon lord."

Xu Jingming met his gaze calmly, bowing slightly.

"Heh, I thought it was someone else, turns out it's just a native!"

"Only eighth stage of immortality? What is the princess thinking, recommending him here?"

"Too weak, he probably can't withstand even one swing of my axe."

"..."

On both sides of the great hall, it was not empty.

Instead, there were five slightly smaller crystal seats arranged in an arc.

At this moment, four of those seats were already occupied by demons.

One of them was precisely Cody.

The remaining three demons also had auras as vast as an abyss, all at the peak of immortality!

Naturally, they looked down upon a newly arrived eighth-stage immortal demon.

"Heh, so he used to wander the cosmos before."

Cody crossed his arms over his chest.

He stared coldly at Xu Jingming, the corner of his mouth curling into a mocking arc.

He had searched all last night, yet found no information about Blood Abyss.

He had thought it might be some hidden demon clan.

But he never expected the origin to be so simple, even overly crude.

"How dare you insult the master?!"

Ling Yin's heart flared with anger, though on the surface she only furrowed her brows slightly, about to speak.

The phantom demon lord on the throne lightly raised his hand.

The great hall instantly fell silent.

Her gaze lingered on Xu Jingming for a moment.

Especially when she sensed that thin yet pure aura of the void realm demon.

A flicker of imperceptible fluctuation passed through the depths of her eyes.

"The aura of the void realm demon, though thin, is indeed of ancient bloodline."

The phantom demon lord's voice was languid and magnetic, as if carrying a power to bewitch the heart:

"Nowadays, few descendants of ancient demons appear in the world, please take a seat."

She pointed to the last empty fifth crystal seat.

"Thank you, phantom demon lord."

Xu Jingming remained composed, strode toward that seat, and sat down calmly.

Ling Yin then lightly ascended the steps, accompanying the phantom demon lord beside his throne.

Her violet eyes drooped, yet her peripheral vision always remained fixed on Xu Jingming.

Cody took in this scene fully, his face growing even darker by a few degrees.

"Everyone has arrived, then let us first discuss the matter at hand."

The phantom demon lord leaned against the throne.

His violet eyes swept over the figures on the five seats below, his red lips parting slightly:

"This gathering is convened because the 'Abyssal Demon Tide' is about to begin.

At that time, I also hope you, as representatives of my phantom demon star domain, will go to suppress it."

As his words fell, the hall instantly fell silent.

"The Abyssal Demon Tide has actually begun?!"

"The last Abyssal Demon Tide, I believe, was five hundred thousand years ago?"

"Five hundred thirty thousand years ago, I recall the classics recording that tide lasted a full three years."

"..."

Upon hearing the four words 'Abyssal Demon Tide,' the demons present instantly became somewhat excited.

"Abyssal Demon Tide?"

Xu Jingming's heart stirred slightly, though he maintained composure on the surface.

At the same time, he quickly inquired in his sea of consciousness:

"Weila, what is the Abyssal Demon Tide?"

"Master, the Abyss is a special perilous region within the demon race's territory, similar to your human race's cosmic secret realms."

Weila's soul essence lay hidden in the depths of the sea of consciousness, only her voice transmitted:

"Normally, if one does not enter the Abyss's interior, there is no issue.

But every few hundred thousand years, the Abyss erupts once in a demon tide.

At that time, vast quantities of Abyssal demon creatures will surge forth.

These things possess no intelligence, yet their strength is outrageously formidable.

The weakest can hard-resist immortality-stage beings, the strongest can even reach sovereign-stage combat power.

These demon creatures are numerous and powerful.

If left unchecked, the entire star domain will fall into chaos.

So every time the demon tide erupts, all major star domains will summon Immortal-stage demons to go on a purge.

But this is not only a duty, it is also an opportunity.

Vera's tone became excited, "Purging demons itself comes with rich rewards.

More importantly, every demon tide has several World Lord-stage demons stationed there!

If one performs spectacularly, being taken as a disciple by a certain World Lord.

That would be a meteoric rise!

So every time the demon tide opens, countless Immortal-stage demons rush to participate headfirst.

Master, this is an excellent opportunity!

If one can be valued by a World Lord-level expert.

Wanting to obtain the 《True Demon Treasure Canon》 would be as easy as turning over one's hand! 」