SFS Chapter 175 The Demon Palace is Secured, Yao Maiden Shines in the World
Chapter 175 The Demon Palace is Secured, Yao Maiden Shines in the World
Flames soared into the sky outside the Demon Palace, thick smoke billowing and turning half the night sky red.
Shouts of battle and roars of anger flooded Dai Yao's ears like a tidal wave.
"Too late? What a joke!" Dai Yao sneered, then leaped into the air like a black night hawk, swooping down towards the Demon Palace.
Below, a dense crowd surged like ants, clamoring for her to step down and relinquish control of the Demon Palace.
Dai Yao landed steadily in front of the hall. Looking at the group of incited people in front of her, she felt no panic, only a burning anger.
"What do you want?" Her voice was cold, yet carried an undeniable authority that intimidated the entire room.
In the crowd, a somewhat familiar figure trembled—Zixing.
His face was pale, his eyes darted around, and he dared not meet Dai Yao's gaze.
“Palace…Palace Master…they…they…” he stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Them? Who are they?" Dai Yao pressed closer, her eyes like knives, piercing straight into Zi Xing's heart.
"Who is behind this? Hmm?" Zi Xing was so intimidated by Dai Yao's aura that her legs went weak and she almost knelt down.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Dai Yao! You witch! You are not worthy to be our palace master!" "Yes! Step down! Step down!" The crowd erupted again, as if a pot had been boiled over.
Dai Yao narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.
"Very well, since you want to play, then I'll play with you." She silently recited in her heart, activating the power of the Heavenly Fortune Bracelet.
In an instant, a strange energy fluctuation spread rapidly from her center.
Dai Yao's gaze seemed to pierce through the crowd, revealing the hidden mastermind behind it all.
"Lingfeng!" Dai Yao commanded.
Lingfeng appeared like a ghost, kneeling on one knee: "What are your orders, Palace Master?" "Take men to the east side hall and bring me that guy in the gray robe and black mask!" "Yes, sir!" Lingfeng accepted the order and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Lingfeng brought a gray-robed man back to the front of the main hall.
The gray-robed man was immobilized by pressure points, but he continued to struggle, making muffled noises.
"Take the rag out of his mouth," Dai Yao said calmly.
As the rag was torn off, the gray-robed man immediately began to curse, "Dai Yao! You bitch! You'll die a horrible death!"
Dai Yao sneered, walked up to the gray-robed man, and looked down at him: "Now, what else do you want to say?"
The gray-robed man, though fierce in appearance, was actually weak inside. He stuck out his neck and shouted, "What did I say? I said you are a witch, bewitching people and harming the loyal and good! You..." Before he could finish speaking, Dai Yao pulled out a thick stack of scrolls from her sleeve and threw them in his face.
"Open your dog eyes and look at what these are!"
The scrolls were scattered on the ground, densely covered with records of the various crimes committed by the gray-robed man and his accomplices, from embezzlement and bribery to the murder of fellow disciples, and even evidence of collusion with foreign enemies. Every single one of them was documented in black and white, irrefutable evidence.
"This...this is all fake! You forged it!" The gray-robed man panicked and stammered incoherently.
Dai Yao sneered: "Forgery? With so many eyes watching, do you think you can get away with this? Should I call in a few witnesses to confront you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, several people stepped out from the crowd. They were the Demon Palace disciples who had been persecuted by the gray-robed men and their gang.
They tearfully denounced the evil deeds of the gray-robed man, each sentence dripping with blood and each word piercing the heart.
Zi Xing looked at the scene before him, his face turning deathly pale. He knew he had been deceived.
He pointed at the gray-robed man, his voice hoarse, trembling: "You...you actually lied to me!"
Dai Yao ignored Zi Xing and turned to the Grand Elder of the Demon Palace, her tone calm: "Grand Elder, according to the laws of the Demon Palace, how should these people be dealt with?"
The Grand Elder of the Demon Palace pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "According to the law, he should be executed."
"Alright!" At Dai Yao's command, Ling Feng immediately led his men to take the gray-robed man and his accomplices away.
A cheer erupted from the crowd, who chanted Dai Yao's name, their eyes filled with admiration and worship.
Dai Yao stood on the high platform, looking down at everyone, her heart at peace.
She knew she had won the battle, and she had completely solidified her position at the top of the Demon Palace.
As night fell, the Demon Palace was brightly lit.
Dai Yao stood on the highest pavilion, gazing into the distance, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind: "What are you thinking about?"
Dai Yao didn't turn around, but said softly, "I'm thinking... who should be next..."
The person behind her chuckled softly, his deep, magnetic voice ringing in her ear: "What, my Demon Lord, are you still thinking about how to unify the martial world and take control of the entire arena?"
Dai Yao turned around, her eyebrows curving upwards, a hint of cunning in her eyes: "Isn't that a narrow-minded view? How can the mere world of martial arts satisfy my lofty ambitions?" She paused mysteriously, "My goal is the stars and the sea!"
The man chuckled softly, pulling her into his arms, his tone indulgent: "Alright, my Demon Lord, whatever you wish to do, I will accompany you." He slightly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the brightly lit Demon Palace below, a hint of coldness in his voice: "Those old fogies, are they all behaving themselves now?"
“Of course,” Dai Yao said lightly. “With me in charge, who would dare to disobey?” Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly broke free from his embrace, mysteriously pulling out a jade slip and waving it in front of him. “Here, this is a surprise for you!”
The man took the jade slip, probed it with his divine sense, and his expression changed slightly. Then, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that my Demon Lord is indeed hiding his true strength..."
Dai Yao raised her chin triumphantly, about to speak, when suddenly, an alarm blared over the Demon Palace, shattering the tranquility of the night.
Dai Yao's face darkened, and she gripped her sword tightly: "It seems the real show has only just begun..." The alarm blared throughout the Demon Palace, shattering the brief tranquility.
Dai Yao's eyes sharpened, and the smile that had been on her face vanished instantly, replaced by the majesty of a superior.
She curled the corners of her lips slightly, her tone carrying a hint of disdain: "Heh, looks like there are still some who aren't convinced."
The mysterious figure beside her gently put his arm around her shoulder, and a deep voice sounded in her ear: "Do you need my help?"
Dai Yao shook her head, her eyes resolute: "I can handle this small matter myself. You just stay here and watch, witnessing the moment when your Demon Lord takes control of the entire situation!"
Before she could finish speaking, she flashed away like an arrow, flying towards the scene of the incident.
Inside the Demon Palace's main hall, the Demon Palace's Grand Elder, with a gloomy expression, led dozens of Demon Palace disciples in a standoff with Ling Feng, Zi Xing, and others.
The Grand Elder held a jade talisman that shimmered with an eerie light in his hand, his tone chilling: "Dai Yao, you witch, have bewitched people and usurped the position of Demon Lord. Your crimes are unforgivable! Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate this scourge of the Demon Palace!"
Ling Feng sneered, brandishing his longsword and blocking Dai Yao's path: "You old stubborn fool, are you tired of living? How dare you slander the Demon Lord?"
Although Zi Xing was somewhat afraid, she still stood firmly beside Ling Feng and shouted loudly, "The Demon Lord is wise and mighty, leading us to prosperity and strength. We swear to be loyal to the Demon Lord to the death!"
Just as tensions were rising and a major battle was about to break out, Dai Yao suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.
She exuded an aura of dominance, like a queen descending to earth, looking down at everyone with an icy tone: "Elder, are you trying to rebel?"
The Grand Elder's expression changed, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Dai Yao, stop spreading your lies! You collude with outsiders and persecute loyal officials; your crimes are heinous!"
Dai Yao chuckled softly, and a jade slip appeared in her hand, the very one she had given to the mysterious person earlier.
She held the jade slip high, her voice clear and powerful: "Elder, when you say you're colluding with outsiders, is this what you mean?" Her eyes flashed, and the contents of the jade slip were instantly projected into the air, revealing evidence of the Elder's collusion with external forces and his plot to overthrow the Demon Palace!
The Grand Elder's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the jade talisman in his hand fell to the ground. He pointed at Dai Yao, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Dai Yao snorted coldly, her sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present, her tone leaving no room for doubt: "Who dares to raise any objections to what happened today?"
The entire place fell silent. No one dared to look Dai Yao in the eye, and they all knelt down in submission: "We are willing to pledge our lives to the Demon Lord!"
Dai Yao nodded in satisfaction, turned to look at the mysterious person beside her, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Done! Let's call it a day!" She took the mysterious person's arm and walked into the depths of the Demon Palace, leaving behind the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd.
"Next, it's time to see our vast universe..." Dai Yao's voice faded into the distance, leaving only the mysterious man's meaningful whisper: "It seems the real game has only just begun..." He suddenly stopped, his gaze falling on an inconspicuous corner in the distance, where a dark shadow flashed by...