Chapter 2235

This creature, called a demon lord by two Heavenly Palace cultivators, was shrouded in black mist, as if merging with the darkness of the Wuji Shanmai.

Its figure darted swiftly through the mountain range, like a phantom, making it hard to grasp.

Carefully observing its movement trail, one could see it was not blindly running around, but clearly had a definite goal and plan.

It seemed very familiar with this mountain range, advancing without hesitation toward the core region.

Not long after, several Beast Race appeared ahead.

These Beast Race were huge, with thick fur, exuding a powerful aura. They blocked the demon's path, and the leading Immortal Beast roared imposingly.

"Halt."

This place was already near the core of the Beast Race's territory, where human cultivators rarely ventured, so the Beast Race were naturally extra wary of outsiders.

Yet, facing the Beast Race's obstruction, the demon lord showed no trace of panic.

It slowly stopped, its scarlet eyes fixed on the leading Immortal Beast, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not an enemy; take me to see your Beast Ancestor."

This Immortal Beast was obviously quite surprised by the demon's request.

An unidentified creature demanding to see their Beast Ancestor right off the bat struck anyone as rather bizarre.

However, something even stranger happened—the moment the demon's words fell, before the Immortal Beast could respond, its gaze suddenly turned dazed, as if it had lost its self-awareness.

Astonishingly, the demon made no move; it merely fixed its eerie gaze on the opponent, and the Immortal Beast instantly seemed spellbound, losing itself.

Moreover, the other Beast Race accompanying that Immortal Beast, under the demon's sweeping gaze, also became like puppets, acting strangely abnormal.

Their expressions turned vacant, movements stiff and odd, yet they faithfully followed the demon's demand, leading it straight toward where the Beast Ancestor resided.

Along the way, with the Beast Race guiding them, this demon party encountered no obstruction.

Even when they encountered other demonic beasts, those beasts merely gave them odd glances and did not step forward to block.

Thus, the Beast Race party smoothly arrived before a grand, magnificent palace—this was the dwelling of the Elephant Ancestor.

Originally, the Elephant Ancestor was fuming over the Dao One Immortal Sect affair, feeling extremely irritable.

But just then, he saw a group of demonic beasts below, without even reporting, swaggering straight into the hall—this was undoubtedly a grave offense to him.

As the Elephant Ancestor's anger was about to erupt, its radar-like keen perception suddenly sensed that this group of demonic beasts was in an abnormal state.

Looking closely, he saw the demon lord trailing behind the group of demonic beasts, emanating a strange yet powerful aura from its whole body.

The Elephant Ancestor's heart tightened; it sprang from its seat and stared at the demon lord as if facing a formidable foe.

After all, the Elephant Ancestor existed on the same level as Huang Lao and Zuo Fu, so it naturally recognized the demon lord's true identity at a glance.

The Elephant Ancestor's eyes grew unusually grave, as if the demon lord were the most terrifying foe it had ever seen.

At the same time, its demonic power began to stir covertly, like a disturbed bee swarm, ready to burst forth at any moment and deliver a lethal blow to the enemy.

Yet, facing the Elephant Ancestor's obvious hostility, the demon lord did not retreat; instead, it pushed aside the guiding demonic beasts and strode up to the Elephant Ancestor.

Its steps were steady and powerful, as if it completely disregarded the Elephant Ancestor's threat.

"Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon."

The Elephant Ancestor gave a cold snort, its voice booming like muffled thunder in the air.

However, the demon lord merely gave a slight smile and replied softly.

"Could the Beast Ancestor also fear one like me, an ordinary Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon? With your strength, slaying me should hardly be difficult."

"Since you know, why then come here to seek death?"

The Elephant Ancestor's voice grew ever lower, the anger within it becoming more apparent.

"I don't consider myself here to die."

The demon lord's reply was extraordinarily confident, as if it had already calculated that the Elephant Ancestor would not strike, and despite the vast power gap, it felt no fear whatsoever.

Consequently, the Elephant Ancestor couldn't help but feel a surge of doubt, staring at the demon lord before it, trying to discern some clue from its presence.

Yet the demon lord seemed to have anticipated this, the corner of its mouth turning up slightly, revealing a sly smile, obviously taking in the Elephant Ancestor's reaction.

Seeing the Elephant Ancestor not act immediately, the demon lord realized its plan had succeeded, and thus seized the moment to continue speaking.

"I know well that the relationship between your Beast Race and the Human Race is like fire and water; unfortunately, your Beast Race's strength compared to humans is vastly inferior. For ages, the Beast Race has been ruthlessly suppressed by humans, even said to be raised by them, generation after generation only able to curl up like turtles in the Wuji Shanmai, barely surviving."

The demon lord's words were unhurried, as if each word had been carefully considered, yet this speech acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the Elephant Ancestor's killing intent.

Its eyes turned scarlet, veins bulging on its forehead, a powerful pressure erupted from its body, making the surrounding air feel heavy.

"If you truly are tired of living, I can grant your wish right away."

The Elephant Ancestor's voice was icy to the extreme, its killing intent sending chills down one's spine.

Yet, facing the Elephant Ancestor's threat, the demon lord showed no fear, shaking its head and quickly saying.

"No, no, no, Beast Ancestor, you've misunderstood; I don't mean that. I merely wanted to ask, don't you wish to defeat the Human Race, let the Beast Race reach the pinnacle, and become the ruler of the Immortal Realm?"

The demon lord's words struck like a heavy hammer, pounding hard on the Elephant Ancestor's heart.

The Elephant Ancestor's gaze suddenly sharpened, it locked onto the demon lord, remained silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Clearly, the demon lord's words had successfully aroused the Elephant Ancestor's interest; its original killing intent, though not fully dissipated, had been temporarily suppressed.

After all, defeating the Human Race and making the Beast Race the ruler of the Immortal Realm has long been the Beast Race's aspiration, a goal they have never abandoned.

It's a pity, as the demon lord said, the power gap is too great; the Beast Race has been continually crushed, as if raised in captivity.

Throughout history, several uprisings have been ruthlessly crushed by humans, for which the Beast Race has paid an unimaginable price.