On the walls of the Divine Capital, dark clouds loomed overhead. Black rainwater mixed with demonic energy smashed against the city walls, producing a “crackling” sound.
Liu Kun leaned on the city wall, gazing at the black torrent sweeping in from afar. His heart pounded uncontrollably.
That was an army composed of a hundred thousand demon souls. Wherever it passed, mountains crumbled, living beings were devastated, and even heaven and earth were dyed in a deathly black.
“My lord, the demon soul army has reached the base of the city!”
His trusted advisor’s voice carried a sobbing tone, pointing ahead.
Liu Kun forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, turned to Blood Wuying behind him and said, “Elder Blood Wuying, in a moment it will be up to you to negotiate with the demon soul leader. As long as he is willing to submit to me, half of the Sixth Heaven’s territory will be his!”
Blood Wuying sneered, did not respond. He fundamentally did not believe Liu Kun’s grand promises, only waiting to see how this ambitious man would humiliate himself.
A moment later, the hundred thousand demon soul army halted below the Divine Capital.
The Soul Devourer Venerable floated in mid-air. His hundred-zhang tall black shadow blocked out the sky and sun. The pressure of the Human Immortal realm pressed down like Mount Tai, causing the soldiers of the National Guardian Legion on the city walls to kneel one after another. They lacked even the courage to lift their heads.
“Ants, open the city gates and submit to this seat. You may be spared from death!”
The Soul Devourer Venerable’s voice boomed like thunder, shaking the city walls slightly.
Liu Kun took a deep breath, mustered his courage and flew into mid-air. He cupped his hands towards the Soul Devourer Venerable and said, “Demon Soul Lord above, this subordinate is Liu Kun, the Prime Minister of the Divine Nation. If the Lord is willing to lead the demon souls to submit to me, I am willing to share control of the Sixth Heaven with the Lord, enjoying glory and wealth together!”
Upon hearing this, a trace of mockery flashed in the Soul Devourer Venerable’s hollow eye sockets. He immediately raised his hand and struck with a palm.
Liu Kun had no time to react before he was hit by an overwhelming force. Like a kite with its string cut, he flew backwards, crashing heavily into the city wall. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, several ribs broken.
“Submit to you? Look at what you are!”
The Soul Devourer Venerable’s voice was filled with disdain. “You are nothing but a clown, yet you dare negotiate terms with this seat?”
Liu Kun lay on the city wall, his body in excruciating pain. A storm of shock raged in his heart. He had not expected the Soul Devourer Venerable’s strength to be so terrifying. In front of him, he could not even withstand a single move.
Seeing this, Blood Wuying immediately flew into mid-air, bowed to the Soul Devourer Venerable and said, “This junior is Blood Wuying, the Great Elder of the Evil Path Hall. Greetings to the Lord! This junior is also a demonic cultivator, family to the Lord. Liu Kun is ignorant and has offended the Lord. Please forgive him, Lord!”
The Soul Devourer Venerable glanced at Blood Wuying, sensed the demonic energy on him, and indeed did not attack. He only said coldly, “Since you are a demonic cultivator, join under this seat’s command. As for this Divine Capital, either open the gates and surrender, or not a single chicken or dog will be spared!”
Blood Wuying quickly responded, “This junior obeys!”
With that, he turned and glared at Liu Kun. “Prime Minister Liu, why not quickly order the gates to open and surrender? Do you want the Divine Capital to turn into ruins?”
Liu Kun struggled to get up, looked at the demon soul army glaring menacingly below the city, then at the trembling soldiers of the National Guardian Legion on the city walls. His heart was filled with despair.
He knew that resistance led only to death.
“Pass… pass down the order, open the city gates, submit to the Demon Soul Lord!” Liu Kun’s voice trembled, filled with unwillingness, yet helpless.
“What? The Prime Minister wants us to surrender to the demon souls?”
“Absolutely impossible! We are soldiers of the Divine Nation. How can we bow to the demonic clan!”
“Even if it means death, we must fight the demon souls!”
As soon as Liu Kun’s order was given, the soldiers of the National Guardian Legion on the city walls erupted in uproar.
Most of them were native-born people of the Divine Nation, nurtured by the Divine Nation for generations. Moreover, they were gods, proud gods.
How could they surrender to the demonic clan?
Originally, the Divine Nation’s status among the god clans was not high. If they surrendered to the demonic clan, the entire Divine Nation would likely be despised by god clan cultivators.
