Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 675, Demon Congress

The third day.

There was a silver cold light emitting from the Xuan Ice Prism on the Xuan Ice Demon Tower.

Between the flickering light patterns, a tremendous demon figure walked out.

"Palace Lord Ye, the Demon King said that it is time," this demon figure said in a respectful tone of voice.

It was Deputy General White Bear Demon of the Southern Incline army.

"Good."

Deep in the main hall, among a vast white icy mist cloud, clad in a white jade-like robe and with waterfall-like black hair, Ye Qingyu slowly walked out.

Deputy General White Bear Demon was taken aback for a moment.

For some reason, he could not sense the slightest aura from the human expert before him. As though he existed in the icy mist, integrated into one with it, and as though the bitterly cold ice around was originally formed from the aura of Palace Lord Ye. The Deputy General White Bear Demon was filled with disbelief. The cultivation boundary of this human expert was far beyond him. Facing him, even a warrior of the Snow Ground Demon Race like the White Bear Demon could not help the fear from coming over him.

"Lord... Palace Lord Ye, please come with me."

The brave warrior who kept a straight face even in the face of millions of enemies was unexpectedly affected by this invisible strange force. There was a hint of panic inside him. Hurriedly turned to lead the way and dared not say anything.

Ye Qingyu calmly followed behind WhiteBear Demon and left the Xuan Ice Demon Tower.

He walked along the main road paved with ice crystals towards the Southwest.

The Demon Palace was the main palace of the Snow Ground Demon King, and its numerous buildings were constructed from ice and snow. The stretch of snowy white was magnificent and exceptionally beautiful. After bypassing the third palace, and climbing the dozens of icy and rocky steps, an extremely majestic and solemn palace appeared before Ye Qingyu.

The palace was the largest of the twelve demon palaces that Ye Qingyu had seen along the way.

At the entrance of the palace there were two over one-hundred-meter-tall ice crystal Snow Dragons hovering in the air, radiating a majestic and imposing power.

Whether it was the dragon horns, dragon whiskers, dragon scales, or dragon claws, all were sculpted realistically, like a living animal. In the pair of dragon eyes, which were looking down from a height, there were unexpectedly two silvery light beams, flashing with demon marking formations.

And the whole palace was constructed from a very complete piece of thousand-year-old ice.

The top of the palace was carved with a number of demon ancestor totems and statues, and different demonic patterns were flickering with differing colours that were connected, bright and colourful, and shrouded the entire hall.

Ye Qingyu, under the leadership of White Bear Demon, walked towards the main palace hall.

There were demon elites stationed at every ten meters on both sides of the steps.

All these demon guards looked at Ye Qingyu with a very strange look.

Before Ye Qingyu had entered the main hall, he already felt the lingering tyrannical and extremely demonic aura. And at the same time a clamorous quarrel sounded from the main hall, like a chaotic tide, roaring and rumbling over. Even if it were an ordinary person, the clamorous quarrel inside could still be heard at the door.

"Commander Burning Snow was killed by the Human Race, and we have to agree to such conditions from them!?"

"Haha, you can't say it like that, Burning Snow was the pride of my Snow Ground Demon Race. He had always looked forward to the day when the Demon Race citizens can walk through Youyan Pass and receive better living land and territory. Now, the Human Race is willing to have a discussion, we can achieve his goal effortlessly. Why should we not agree to the proposal of the Human Race Crown Prince!"

"Humph, we should fight for the territory of my Demon Race, not to rely on other people's pity!"

"Haha, you snow wolves only think about fighting, but not think about how many of our Demon Races have died in war. Your Snow Wolf clan is able to have the status that you have today because of the sacrifice of our ordinary clans with their blood, bones, and flesh."

"Would the Demon God allow us to surrender to the Human Race?"

"This is not surrender, but mutually agreeing to help each other."

Ye Qingyu was extremely calm when he heard what was said.

In such a pot of boiling oil like atmosphere, he was not anxious and slowly strode into the main hall.

The main palace hall was extremely empty.

On the Xuan Ice ground there were a number of square stone stools scattered over the area.

About three thousand or four thousand strong demons of all sorts of strange forms were similarly sitting on the stone stools, arguing heatedly. Ye Qingyu had only swept his eyes across, but he was already aware that these should be the leaders of the 72 main clans of the Snow Ground Demon Race and other sub-clans. It could be said that all the important people of the Snow Ground Demon Race were all gathered in this hall.

Most of these clan leaders maintained the physical characteristics of their clan. Some were similar looking to a tiger and a leopard, some similar to a sheep and a deer, some were enormous, and some only the size of a human fist, and some were shrouded in dark snow and fog... All sorts of bizarre looking creatures gathered together in a spectacular sight.

Given their strength, to transform into human form was of course no difficulty to them.

But for most demons, preserving their unique characteristics was a means of maintaining clan pride and a sense of identity. This was especially so for such occasions.

Of course, even more spectacular was the aura emitted from these demon leaders. There was a powerful demonic aura, like a number of pythons and dragons spiralling around above the hall, producing low roars that shook the air, and transforming into different strange shapes. It was as if the strange beast was about to choose people to kill at any time.

And in the deepest part of the main palace hall, floating about ten meters above the ground, the ice throne was where old Demon King sat quietly with his chin propped in one hand, overlooking the clan leaders below. His eyes were calm and still like water, with no expression on his face, letting the leaders quarrel heatedly and did not interfere. No one knew what he was thinking.

The arrival of Ye Qingyu soon attracted the attention of some demon leaders.

A strange gaze with hostility was instantly cast towards Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu did not speak, as though he did not see them, and simply strode toward the center of the main hall.

Increasingly, more demon leaders had noticed the foreign Human Race visitor.

Then the sound of quarrels in the hall lessened and began to fade.

The clan leaders who were originally flushing with anger from arguing were all astonished to see Ye Qingyu. Among the thousands of important figures of the Demon Race, only a few well-informed ones and some of the trusted aides of the Snow Ground Demon King knew that Ye Qingyu had arrived at the Demon God Snow Mountain three days ago. The majority had a look of shock and horror twisted across their faces. They could not figure out why, on such an occasion, in such a place, there would be a human martial artist.

"You... who are you?" A giant rat-looking demon clan leader sprang up and pointed at Ye Qingyu, his tone surprised, "Are you a human being? You looking for death... How did this human appear in the Demon God Palace?"

"Somebody, take him down."

"Hey, guards, why are you standing there, take him down, just use him as an offering to avenge Burning Snow."

There were clan leaders who were silent and angry.

"Shut up, the Lord of the Light Palace is an honoured guest of his majesty."

"Palace Lord Yu arrived three days ago. The reason he came is to give an explanation about the death of Burning Snow, let's not get too agitated."

There was also a clan leader who loudly tried to explain.

These clan leaders were of course the trusted aides of the Snow Ground Demon King.

And what they had said was the Snow Ground Demon King's arrangement.

The quarrel that ceased because of the arrival of Ye Qingyu, in the blink of an eye, broke out again. But the focus of the quarrel this time had shifted from disagreeing with the Human Race Crown Prince's proposal to disagreeing that Ye Qingyu should be executed.

If it were other people——even a powerful figure like Lin Zheng, in the face of such a scene, he would most likely be shaken. But for the current Ye Qingyu, the quarrels and roars of these Snow Demon clan leaders were no different to a group of children sobbing and screaming.

The difference in strength was too great.

He came to a stop hundreds of meters from the ice throne.

And the Snow Ground Demon King, who had kept silent all this time, finally slowly sat up and opened his mouth for the first time, his voice was low and full of indisputable majesty, "Quiet."

It was only one word.

But it made the main hall indeed fall into utter silence.

The Snow Ground Demon King had ruled the Snow Ground Demon Race for nearly a century, and had very high prestige.

"Human, keep your promise and hand over the murderer who killed the Burning Snow." The voice of the Snow Ground Demon King echoed across the hall.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

He lifted his hand and tore gently into the air.

The action was slow and there was nothing unusual.

But all the demon clan leaders in the hall, at this moment, had an abrupt change of expression.

Because with Ye Qingyu's action, a strong aura enough to make their hearts shudder began to surge, instantly filling the whole hall. The thousand wisps of demonic aura that were originally tumbling in the main hall were completely suppressed, vanishing like smoke in the air.

Slice!

It was like the sound of torn paper.

The void wall barrier was ripped open into dozens of-meter-long cracks.

This scene was exactly the same as when Ye Qingyu captured the Ancient Demons in Youyan Pass. Opposite the crack in the void, was an ice and snow cave, where two people were sitting cross-legged as though they were recovering. These two people were dressed in an extremely simple fashion, and not the style of clothing worn among the Human Race of the current Heaven Wasteland Domain. Like old monsters that had crawled out of the coffin. They were surrounded by a dense and powerful cloud of yuan qi, that even through the ice and snow cave, was clearly felt. The many Snow Demon clan leaders were utterly shocked.

"It's them..."

The White Bear Demon was the first to roar out.

The white bear fur of the Deputy General of the Southern Incline army stood on its ends like steel needles. The white demonic aura inside his body could no longer be contained, frantically broke out, and he fell into a state of madness, indescribable anger bubbling up in his body. With a thunderous roar, he wanted to charge across the crack——