Staring at the annihilated Red Flame Demon Emperor beneath the Yama World-Destroying Wheel, Fang Yuan felt an indescribable rush of satisfaction. He threw his head back and laughed skyward, his overwhelming aura sweeping across the land.

Now that all three Demon Emperors had fallen, the war between Tiger Demon Mountain and the Ancestral Demon Hall was essentially over. The remaining small fry could be crushed with the flip of a hand.

"Patriarch!"

Seeing their three ancestors killed so swiftly, the members of the three top demon clans were all red-eyed, crying out in terror.

Yet, after the initial surge of rage passed, fear of death swept through their hearts, one by one.

"Run for your lives!"

No one knew who first shouted from the crowd, but the three top demon clans—like the Red Flame Demon Race—suddenly broke into a frenzied retreat. Even the Tier Eight experts of Tiger Demon Mountain couldn’t stop these desperate madmen.

"You want to run? Did you get this Demon Monarch’s permission?"

At that very moment, Fang Yuan’s voice thundered like a death sentence, causing the hearts of the three top demon clans to tremble in terror, their eyes filled with absolute despair.

BOOM—

An earthshaking momentum surged from behind them. A gigantic hand, large enough to cover heaven and earth, reached toward the elite demons. Within its palm seemed to be a world of its own, and no matter how the demons flew, they could not escape its grasp.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the massive hand closed in on them.

BAM BAM BAM—

With a series of explosive booms, the elite demons, seized in the hand, were directly crushed into blood mist, which shot out from between the fingers in blazing jets.

Of course, Fang Yuan knew these demons could revive, so a flood of Demon Flame surged from his palm, incinerating all the flesh and bloody mist left on the field to ashes.

Thus, the three top demon clans were completely annihilated. The ruined Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils finally fell silent.

"Brother, please help me check if there are any survivors from the three top demon clans hiding in these Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils!"

Fang Yuan flew over and addressed Jiang Che. For top demon clans, Fang Yuan naturally planned to root out all evil, leaving no future troubles.

At his words, Jiang Che didn’t refuse. To him, this was a trivial effort.

Immediately, Jiang Che unleashed his terrifying Divine Sense down toward the mountains. In an instant, all within the Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils was laid bare before him, stripped of all concealment.

Soon, Jiang Che’s eyes flickered as if he’d discovered something. He reached fiercely toward the mountains below; lightning flashed dazzlingly, and dozens of elite clan members were forcefully dragged out from a burrow a thousand meters underground.

These dozens, hailing from the three top demon clans, were all quite young, most of them between the fourth and fifth tiers in cultivation.

At that moment, each was panicked and terrified, shrinking together, their faces full of horror as they looked fearfully at Fang Yuan and the others.

"Heh, so these are the fireseeds? What a pity..."

Seeing them, Fang Yuan immediately understood. In his past life, he’d witnessed too many attempts to preserve fireseeds before a power’s destruction.

Precisely for that reason, he couldn’t be fooled. Even after exterminating the three demon clans, he must search thoroughly and leave no root behind.

"Die!"

Amidst their screams of terror, these demons—only at the fourth or fifth tier—were instantly slain by Fang Yuan’s palm, bodies and souls alike erased from existence.

"Let’s go! Time to return!"

Jiang Che looked to Fang Yuan and said softly.

With the three top demon clans destroyed, there was no more need for intervention in the Ancestral Demon Realm. He now longed only to return to the Profound Yellow Realm, to return to Tiger King Ridge and see his own little sister. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Alright, brother. All of you, get over here to this Demon Monarch!"

Elated by the downfall of the Ancestral Demon Hall, Fang Yuan snapped out of it, nodded to Jiang Che, then looked at the assembled Tier Eight demons. He wiped the smile from his face and barked loudly.

The waiting Tier Eight experts hurriedly rushed onto the slowly rotating Yama World-Destroying Wheel at his command.

Next, Fang Yuan took the Yama World-Destroying Wheel and, following Jiang Che, shattered the void, forcefully opening a Spatial Channel toward Tiger Demon Mountain.

Soon, Jiang Che’s party had returned to Tiger Demon Mountain.

What followed was a series of arrangements; the territories of the three top demon clans had yet to be swept clean.

With the three top demon clans now obliterated, Fang Yuan could finally send his men to clear them out. Any who dared resist would be killed without mercy.

At the same time, Tiger Demon Mountain now truly reigned as overlord of the Ancestral Demon Realm. Fang Yuan was the lord of the realm, and the numbers of clans under his banner were simply innumerable.

For better governance, Fang Yuan decided to divide the Ancestral Demon Realm into nine regions, each with nine demon cities directly subordinate to Tiger Demon Mountain—a total of ninety-nine Demon Cities. With Tiger Demon Mountain’s Demon Monarch City, these formed the core of Fang Yuan’s rule.

So long as the hundred Demon Cities stood, Fang Yuan’s dominion over the Ancestral Demon Realm was even firmer than the Ancestral Demon Hall’s had ever been.

However, constructing these cities would require immense resources, so Fang Yuan began assigning demon clans to seek out what was needed.

Within Tiger Demon Hall.

"Brother, preparations are complete. We can head back now."

Fang Yuan strode forward and said to Jiang Che, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Heh, Second Brother, it’s been ten years since you last saw our little sister. Did you prepare a gift for her?"

Jiang Che opened his eyes with a soft laugh.

"Of course, how could this Demon Monarch possibly forget? Everything’s ready."

Fang Yuan laughed in response.

"Good, let’s go then!"

Jiang Che nodded.

At once, the two quickly left Tiger Demon Mountain, arriving before the familiar gorge that Jiang Che had once sealed.

Looking at the thunder-filled valley, Jiang Che waved his hand. On the lightning-lit barrier, a portal opened wide.

The two of them then entered the gorge together.

Before stepping through the Spatial Channel, Jiang Che reinforced the valley’s seal, so that even a Tier Nine Imperial Realm could not break through.

Tiger King Ridge, Demon Valley.

After ten years of silence, Demon Valley finally stirred. Deep within, the Spatial Channel trembled violently, causing the entire valley to shudder gently.

From the channel—glowing with dazzling bloody light—poured forth waves of Demonic Qi.

The next moment, two figures emerged from the demonic haze.

Seeing Demon Valley exactly as it had been before they left, Jiang Che and Fang Yuan both breathed deep sighs of relief.

If Demon Valley was unharmed, it was even less likely that Tiger King Ridge had suffered any ill fate.

"Brother, I wonder if our little sister has ascended to Tier Nine Imperial Realm by now!"

Fang Yuan turned to Jiang Che with a smile.

"She’s not as lucky as you, little brother."

Jiang Che shook his head. With abundant demon flesh to consume, his second brother’s cultivation had soared like an inflated balloon, rising as swiftly as a rocket.

If not for a tenfold feedback, he’d likely be outclassed by now.

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of Peach Grove Valley.

"Haha! Little sister, your second brother is back!"