It’s well-known that the power difference between the Demon King and a little demon is like heaven and earth, and within the Demon Clan, becoming a Demon King signifies recognized strength.

"Don’t worry, the Demon King will be dealt with by me!" Ao Ming’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he spoke.

This time, he was determined to succeed.

With an order from Ao Ming, the Aquatic Races following him started to slowly close in, and the Sovereign of Greyhawks unwittingly fell into the encirclement of the Dragon Clan.

Unfortunately, this arrogant Demon King hadn’t yet realized the seriousness of the situation. He was still leisurely enjoying his life, occasionally sneering at the Green Flood Dragon’s cowardice and timidity, unaware that a large net had been slowly spreading over his head.

"Attack!" came a shout.

The Sovereign of Greyhawks, still leisurely sunbathing, realized something was amiss when not a single little demon he had dispatched for patrol had returned.

But it was too late. The Dragon Clan was very well-prepared this time, and the monsters surrounding them were killed before they could regroup, routed and defeated. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Seeing the situation, the Demon King was furious, but logic told him it was time to leave; if he didn’t, it would probably be too late.

Without any hesitation, he transformed into a gigantic greyhawk and sped towards the sky.

Ao Ming, who had been paying close attention to the battlefield, quickly noticed the escaping Demon King and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Thinking of escaping now? It’s too late!"

He had not acted earlier, waiting for this Demon King, because, in this strike, Ao Ming wanted to annihilate his opponent, leaving not a single survivor.

With a roar, he showed his true Dragon Clan form, a giant dragon a hundred meters long soared into the air, clouds and mist accompanying its form, an immense pressure instantly sweeping across heaven and earth.

All monsters felt the bloodline suppression, the suppression of one of the prominent races of the Three Realms, a fear from the depths of their bloodline and ancient memories.

Some little monsters were even trembling under this pressure, unable to move at all.

Feeling this terrifying pressure, the Sovereign of Greyhawks’ face turned pale, and he vaguely felt the other’s strength was above his own. The fear stemming from his bloodline made his body tremble uncontrollably.

At that moment, he deeply regretted not heeding the Green Flood Dragon’s advice; the Dragon Clan indeed had no good intentions. If he had been more cautious, perhaps he could have avoided this catastrophe.

However, there is no cure for regret in this world, and he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

Although the Demon King was adept at flying, the Dragon Clan was also expert at it, and in no time, the hundred-meter-long dragon had caught up, its sharp claws reaching for the Demon King.

In desperation, the Demon King flipped his body mid-air, falling involuntarily as he tried to escape with this move.

It must be said that as a Demon King capable of reigning over a territory, he still had some quick wits in battle; with this unexpected maneuver, he actually managed to distance himself from Ao Ming.

The Demon King, having narrowly escaped death, showed a trace of a smile, proud of his flash of brilliance.

But Ao Ming wasn’t about to let him off so easily. The True Dragon opened its mouth, and from it, came a terrifying thunder that struck the Demon King squarely.

This Ao Ming, a prince, had actually mastered the most difficult Thunder Magic. Although the Dragon Clan is naturally adept at controlling clouds and bringing rain, calling forth thunder and lightning, the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan has made many lazy, making Thunder Magic even harder to master, and thus there weren’t many in the Dragon Clan adept at it.

Such a fearsome Thunder Magic hit the Demon King, immediately eliciting a piercing scream of agony.

Black smoke rose from their bodies, and even the air was filled with the scent of roasting meat.

With just one strike, the Demon King was severely wounded, Ao Ming’s combat power unexpectedly impressive.

Seeing the Demon King defeated, the resolve of the little demons below completely disintegrated, accelerating their collapse.

The monsters of the Aquatic Races howled as they charged toward the Demon Clan’s great army, wantonly venting the suppressed rage in their hearts, seemingly intent on returning the fear they had once experienced back to their foes.

The battle did not last long; as the Demon King was torn to shreds by Ao Ming’s claws, the Demon Clan’s forces stationed here were wiped out.

Ao Ming showed his human form, looking upon the bodies strewn across the ground, he roared excitedly up to the heavens, his voice filled with satisfaction and thrill.

This battle had indeed allowed him to vent his frustrations and showed the beings of the Three Realms the true fighting prowess of the Dragon Clan.

Such scenes similarly unfolded in several other places. With the unsuspecting caught off guard, the Demon Clan suffered disastrous losses, with several Demon Kings perishing mysteriously.

With one battle, the Dragon Clan proved themselves and commanded the attention of all living beings in the Three Realms.

When news reached the Demon Clan’s camp, the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas was ashen-faced, realizing that he had still underestimated the enemy’s movement, allowing the Demon Clan to suffer terrible losses so quickly.

After some contemplation, he finally said gravely, "I was too careless, damn it!"

The Great Sage who Overturns the Seas smashed his fist onto a stone table; with a crack, the stone table broke apart.

"It seems we can only consolidate our defenses now. With our current troop strength, we can no longer guard as we did before," the Green Flood Dragon also said gravely.

The Dragon Clan’s counterattack was swift and fierce; in just one day, they had decimated a third of the Demon Clan’s forces, giving the overconfident Demon Clan a bitter taste of defeat.

"It seems this is the only way now," the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas nodded in agreement.

"We must also seek assistance from His Majesty. We can’t afford even the slightest oversight in the current situation. One failure isn’t frightening, maintaining this defensive line is of utmost importance," the Green Flood Dragon quickly reminded him.

Today’s battle had revealed just the tip of the iceberg of the Dragon Clan’s strength, and the sense of vigilance in his heart was raised to the highest level.

The Great Sage who Overturns the Seas remained silent. Seeking help from the Demon Court was akin to slapping himself in the face, yet today’s battle also made him realize the strength of the Dragon Clan. If he put his pride first and caused the defense line to collapse, he would become the Demon Clan’s criminal, for which a hundred deaths would not suffice to atone for his sin.

Therefore, after a moment of silence, the Demon Clan’s Great Sage sighed deeply and said, "Let’s seek assistance from His Majesty."

Seeing the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas nod, the Green Flood Dragon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that the Great Sage, in the interest of face, would stubbornly refuse to seek help, which could lead to disaster, making them the criminals.

Thankfully, the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas, though prideful, was still quite rational and made the correct decision.

"Now we must console everyone and look for an opportunity to engage the Dragon Clan in another battle," said the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas in a low voice.

He was not one to give up easily, his mind already pondering how to retaliate against the Dragon Clan’s assault.

In contrast to the Demon Clan’s gloomy and despondent air, the atmosphere among the Dragon Clan was one of high spirits and jubilation. Today’s battle had yielded plenty, wiping away past demoralization, and all members of the Aquatic Races couldn’t help but puff out their chests with pride.