The solemn atmosphere made them realize that something significant was surely to be announced today; naturally, they didn’t dare to adopt the casual attitude they had shown before.

The assembly’s faces were stern as they quietly awaited the start of the royal meeting.

As a chime rang out, Feng Jiu, dressed in ceremonial attire and wearing a golden mask, slowly walked into the great hall, and all the Demon Kings bowed to her in respect.

However, Feng Jiu simply waved her hand, signaling for everyone to rise, thus marking the beginning of this grand assembly.

"Today’s sudden convening of the assembly is to announce something to everyone," declared Feng Jiu in her commanding voice, resonating throughout the hall.

The crowd immediately heightened their attention, directing all their gazes towards the Demon Emperor.

"Have you always been curious about where the Military Armament Department is located?" Feng Jiu asked with a light laugh.

Some among the crowd hurriedly lowered their heads, feeling guilty.

Of course, they were not spies, simply curious, since everyone with clear eyes knew that this time, aside from the brave combat skills of the soldiers, the Military Armament Department had played an indispensable role. Without those miraculous equipments, cannons, and Treasure Ships, opposing the Heavenly Court would have been immensely difficult.

Such a commendable department, yet its whereabouts remained elusive, with some even searching the entire Demon Capital without finding its hiding place.

This made many extremely curious about where it exactly was hidden.

However, more people perked up their ears, afraid of missing a key word.

"Today, I will take you to see it," Feng Jiu continued.

The crowd’s eyes lit up, as the mysterious Military Armament Department was finally about to reveal its true face.

At that moment, Feng Jiu gently pointed, and a radiantly glowing passage appeared in the middle of the hall, capturing everyone’s attention. They could clearly feel fresh air emanating from it, seemingly carrying the fragrance of grass.

Many showed a dawning realization, having guessed that the Military Armament Department might be hidden within a Small Cave Heaven, but nobody had been able to locate it.

It turned out that this Cave Heaven was hidden right in the grand hall where they gathered daily for meetings—a truly ingenious concealment.

Such a placement indeed offered the utmost protection for the Military Armament Department, preventing it from being discovered by scouts.

Feng Jiu led the way into the passage, followed closely by the Demon Masters, with the rest of the assembly entering in accordance with their order in the proceedings, eager to behold this mystical Demon Realm’s Cave Heaven.

However, as they passed through the passage and their view suddenly broadened, they were amazed to find that this was not just a Small Cave Heaven, but clearly a small world.

It might not even be considered a small world anymore, as its vastness exceeded that realm’s scope.

A monster inhaled deeply, astounded by the concentration of Spiritual Energy in the air which far surpassed that of the outside world.

A student from Bailu Academy knelt to the ground, scooping up a handful of soil, his eyes brimming with tears.

What fertile land this was, surpassing even the richest soil of Luzhou in the North. With such a place, one could only imagine how many of the Demon Clan’s people it could sustain.

Unlike those Demon Kings and their ruthless kin, he understood the importance of land to a race, and with this world, the Demon Clan would never again face hunger.

At that moment, he suddenly understood why, despite the incessant battles at the front, the Demon Clan had never worried about food supplies. He had once thought that the Demon Emperor possessed some treasure that could produce food, but now he realized that everything originated from here.

"Your Majesty, where are we?" he asked enthusiastically.

"The Demon Realm!"

The gentle words of Feng Jiu instantly reached everyone’s ears. The Demon Realm, as the name implied, was the world of the Demon Clan, and bright smiles immediately appeared on their faces.

This was the Demon Realm, a world exclusively belonging to the Demon Clan. Everything was now clear—this was indeed the greatest assurance of the Demon Clan, and it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that as long as they held this world, they were invincible.

Compared to the harsh cold of Luzhou in the North, the climate of the Demon Realm was much milder, the land more fertile, and even natural disasters were nonexistent—it was truly a dream world.

At this moment, the civil officials, who had always placed great importance on appearances, could no longer contain their joy and began to roar with excitement.

They understood all too well the significance of the Demon Realm; it was the foundation for all eternity. With it, the Demon Clan truly stood on invincible ground, no wonder the higher-ups had the confidence to contend against the Heavenly Court, for they hide such an important ace up their sleeve.

From then on, the rejuvenation of the Demon Clan was imminent.

"Don’t just stand there; we haven’t arrived yet," the Demon Master said with a soft laugh.

His face was full of a benevolent smile. Ever since entering the Demon Realm, his smile had never ceased. He had spent his entire life worrying over the Demon Clan, experiencing excitement and disappointments, but most of his time was spent alone in endless darkness, steadfastly awaiting the day hope would arrive.

Today, that day had finally arrived. The Demon Clan, having defeated the Heavenly Court, was no longer a mere pawn to be sacrificed, and the tumult of the Three Realms offered the Demon Clan a golden opportunity to thrive. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

With the limitless potential of the Demon Realm now in hand, he could already foresee a bright future for the Demon Clan.

Therefore, while everyone else celebrated, he remained very calm, stopping several Great Saints who wanted to scold others. Instead, he watched everyone vent their emotions eagerly, not interrupting until they had calmed down somewhat.

The crowd realized their inappropriate behavior and quickly adjusted their attire, continuing to follow the Demon Master and others.

Soon, they saw neatly arranged fields, the exclusive domain of the Butterfly Demons. At this moment, they were busy in the fields, and the crops were flourishing, the heavy heads of grain bending low, offering a sight that felt instantly familiar. If all went well, it wouldn’t be long before the harvest could begin.

"It looks like the harvest is going well this year!" the Demon Master remarked with a smile, standing by the field.

The Little Monsters working tirelessly in the fields raised their heads and saw an elderly man with endearing eyes, surrounded by a group of people. The Little Monsters felt somewhat embarrassed.

After all, nowadays there weren’t many people in the Demon Realm, and it was rare to see strangers in their village.

"This grandfather, the harvests have been good these past few years. Thanks to the care of Lin Fang, the weather has been favorable," said the Little Monster earnestly.

In their words was a deep admiration for Lin Fang, which caused the Great Saints to nod in understanding, while the rest were puzzled.

Who exactly was Lin Fang, and how come many hadn’t heard of him?

Even those who knew of Lin Fang’s existence had not expected him to hold such a status in the Demon Realm. Wasn’t it rumored that he had been dealt with in secret by the Demon Emperor because of a power struggle? Even the Demon Kings under him had disappeared without a trace.

"Demon Master, you’ve arrived!" a venerable Butterfly Demon called out from a distance.