203: Chapter 203 Making an Example! The Su Family's Unequal Treaty!

Ten years...

Soul Lamp Ancestor's raspy voice was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding within the deathly silence of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Bone Demons.

Every member of the Demon Race present, from the Golden Immortal Old Ancestors to the lowest-ranking demons, stood frozen as if struck by lightning.

This was no longer something that could be described by the word "Genius."

This was a monster that completely defied the ironclad Laws of cultivation in the Three Thousand Upper Realms, and even the vast Universe!

"Am... am I still dreaming? Ten years? In the time it takes for me to take a nap, he went straight from Bronze to King?"

A demon general muttered to himself, slapping his own face hard. He found that it hurt, but reality was more surreal than any dream.

The massive body of the Six-Winged Demon Bat trembled violently; it no longer dared to look Su Feng in the eye.

Insulting the intelligence of the Demon Race, pure fantasy—all of these became the most laughable forms of self-consolation in the face of the cruel fact of "ten years."

As for the Empress, she had completely given up on thinking.

Ten years...

She recalled this past year, where she had smugly engaged in frantic internal competition, risking her life just to re-Cultivate from a Mortal to the Immortal Realm. She had even been quite pleased with herself, thinking her cultivation speed was unprecedented throughout history.

But compared to the man before her...

Her so-called "hard work" was nothing more than a joke.

"It's time we settled our accounts today."

Just as the entire area fell into a deathly silence, Su Feng's calm voice rang out again, breaking the suffocating silence.

Upon hearing this, Soul Lamp Ancestor's withered heart sank. He forced out a smile that looked more painful than crying and spoke tentatively: "Fellow Daoist Su Feng, you must be joking. Regarding the events back then, Mo Ke Golden Immortal has already been slain by you; the grudge is settled..."

"The grudge is settled?"

Su Feng sneered. From within those deep Ancient Heavy Pupils, two cold beams capable of piercing the Void Realm shot out, locking directly onto the three Demon Race Old Ancestors.

"Stop feigning ignorance."

Su Feng's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Back then, when those scumbags from the God Race and Titan Race joined forces to besiege my Human Race, if you demons hadn't been fanning the flames and providing intelligence from the shadows, how would they have known my secrets?!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the three Demon Race Old Ancestors changed drastically!

They never expected that this top-secret plot, which they thought they had executed flawlessly, would be exposed by Su Feng in a single sentence!

"You... stop spouting nonsense!"

Seeing the matter exposed, the most hot-tempered Evil God Ancestor simply stopped pretending.

Eight Great Dao Origin light wheels erupted on his massive demonic body, and Evil Qi surged to the heavens.

"So what if it's true? Those who are not of our race are bound to have different hearts! Failing to completely strangle the Human Race in its cradle back then was our greatest mistake! Today, I'd like to see exactly how strong your Seventh Stage Golden Immortal are!"

"Attack! Suppress and kill him here!"

With the Evil God Ancestor's command, Soul Lamp Ancestor and Ink Blade Ancestor had no choice but to brace themselves, simultaneously activating their own Great Dao Origins!

Three Golden Immortal Old Ancestors joined forces. Three distinct yet equally terrifying Demonic Path Origin powers instantly transformed into an ocean of Law capable of swallowing the sun and moon, sweeping toward Su Feng!

The entire Abyss of Ten Thousand Bone Demons trembled violently under this pressure, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Facing this world-destroying joint attack, Su Feng showed no sign of fear. Instead, a cold, mocking sneer appeared on his face.

He didn't even fully activate his seven Great Dao Origin light wheels.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, took out the god slaying sword which was now seventy percent unsealed, and made a light horizontal stroke toward the raging ocean of Law ahead.

"One Sword of Splendor."

There was no earth-shattering sword light, and no dazzling special effects.

There was only an extremely faint, Nine-Colored Sword Thread that looked as if it might flicker out at any moment, flashing away from the tip of Su Feng's sword.

However, it was this seemingly insignificant sword thread that contained an attribute that would make even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal tremble—'Oblivion'!

It ignored space, ignored time, and even ignored that raging ocean of Law!

It was as if a sword had been struck from another dimension, appearing directly in front of the Evil God Ancestor who was leading the charge!

"What?!"

The Evil God Ancestor's pupils shrank violently. He hadn't even seen how this sword strike appeared!

He only felt an extreme fear originating from the depths of his Divine Soul!

He frantically channeled his eight Origin powers to lay down layer upon layer of defense in front of him, but that Nine-Colored Sword Thread sliced through all his Law barriers as easily as cutting through tofu.

Then, it vanished into the center of his brow.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The Evil God Ancestor's massive demonic body froze in mid-air, the ferocity on his face not yet dissipated.

But his eyes were turning hollow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately after, his indestructible demon god body, along with the eight Great Dao Origins he had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, crumbled inch by inch before everyone's eyes like a weathered sand sculpture, turning into flying ash. His Divine Soul was utterly extinguished!

One sword!

Just one sword!

A genuine, high-stage Golden Immortal Old Ancestor with eight Origins had been insta-killed on the spot!

*Gulp.*

The remaining Soul Lamp Ancestor and Ink Blade Ancestor forcefully stopped their forward momentum, a difficult swallowing sound coming from their throats.

They looked at the spot where the Evil God Ancestor had vanished, their bodies cold as if they had fallen into the Nine Netherworlds.

Su Feng slowly withdrew the god slaying sword, stepping onto the ash of the dissipated Evil God Ancestor, looking down from above at the two Demon Race Old Ancestors who were scared out of their wits.

Soul Lamp Ancestor and Ink Blade Ancestor looked at each other, seeing endless fear and bitterness in each other's eyes.

They finally understood that ten years later, Su Feng had grown to a terrifying level that they didn't even have the right to look up to.

"Fellow... Fellow Daoist Su Feng, we... we were wrong."

Soul Lamp Ancestor with difficulty withdrew his Great Dao Origin and lowered his proud head toward Su Feng.

"If you know you're wrong, you must accept punishment."

Su Feng snapped his fingers.

Su Yuan suddenly walked out from the Void Realm with a grin.

He unfurled a golden scroll made from the skin of an unknown Divine Beast and began to read aloud:

"By the decree of the Su Family Old Ancestor, in order to promote peaceful coexistence and common development between the Human and Demon Races, the 'Human-Demon Friendly Non-Aggression and Strategic Cooperation Treaty' is hereby drafted as follows!"

"Article One: From this day forward, the Demon Race shall permanently cede its three hundred eastern resource demon domains as compensation for the spiritual losses suffered by our Human Race back then!"

"Article Two: From this day forward, the Demon Race shall annually submit to the Su Family one hundred billion High Grade Divine Crystals, one hundred million high-level demon cores, and the ninety-nine types of rare minerals listed on the manifest!"

"Article Three: To promote cultural exchange and enhance mutual trust between the two races, the Demon Clan Goddess Yunas must immediately be sent to the Su Family residence as a peace hostage, to be personally... supervised and taught by Su Family Old Ancestor Su Feng!"

"Article Four: The Demon Race must open all trial demon domains within its borders for Su Family descendants to enter and train at any time. During this period, the entire Demon Race must fully ensure the safety of Su Family disciples and shall not harm them in any way!"

...

As Su Yuan read through the articles one by one, it didn't sound like a strategic cooperation treaty at all; it was clearly a treaty of national betrayal and demonic humiliation!!!

The Demon Race Cultivators below felt their scalps tingle, trembling with rage, yet they didn't dare to utter a single word.

When Su Yuan finished reading the last article, he handed the scroll forward and said with a smile, "Old Ancestors, please sign and leave a handprint. My brother doesn't like trouble. If you don't agree, he might have to personally help you 'physically' agree."

Soul Lamp Ancestor and Ink Blade Ancestor looked at each other, their old faces filled with humiliation.

But looking at the man in mid-air with the calm gaze, they knew they had no choice.

Trembling, the two reached out and pressed the imprint of their Great Dao Origins onto that "unequal treaty" that would serve as the Demon Race's pillar of shame.

Su Feng nodded with satisfaction.

Killing wasn't the goal. Squeezing every last bit of surplus value out of the Demon Race, turning it into a "dedicated leveling ground" for Su Family disciples and the Su Family's "second treasury"—that was the maximization of interests.

He turned around and looked at the Empress, who had been in a petrified state from beginning to end.

"You, what are you standing there for?"

Su Feng glanced at her indifferently. "Let's go. We're going home."

"Home..."

The Empress squeezed a single word out of her throat with difficulty.

She looked at Su Feng's terrifying back, which seemed capable of easily crushing the Universe, and at that overbearing treaty signed in tears by the Demon Race.

She suddenly felt like... she might have picked the wrong script?