The contest for the throne has never been a banquet. It has always been a path to imperial power paved with blood and bone. While the princes could not directly assassinate one another, assassinating the retainers of a rival?

Such matters were never forbidden among the Demon Race. Only those demons who survived the struggles for supreme power were qualified to inherit the Grand Demon King's seat and qualified to assist the Grand Demon King. Assassination!

Lucifer Seirig had to admit that the Eighth Prince was ahead of all the other princes in this regard. While the archery skills of the Rushing Stream Mirror were rumored to be quite good, he probably wouldn't have a chance this time... Seirig sighed, once the Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline was unleashed, no one stood a chance!

The Demon Clan leaders watching the fight also shook their heads with wry smiles. The Eighth Prince had actually found the Gold Cold Demon Eye; was there any need to continue this archery competition? "I forfeit!" The participating demon from a friendly faction magnanimously raised the bow in his hand high into the air.

Lucifer smiled faintly, looking at the subtle signal of withdrawal his subordinate had given the Crown Prince earlier. Continuing the match would only add prestige to the Eighth Prince's Heavenly Demon Eye subordinates, potentially affecting subsequent contests. It was an incredibly wise choice.

With the Crown Prince's side withdrawing, other participating demons also began to forfeit. In the blink of an eye, only Gan Jin and the Gold Cold Demon Eye, bearing the Heavenly Demon Eye lineage, remained on the stage. Forfeit?

Gan Jin looked at the Human warriors in the distance. If he forfeited, the archery match wouldn't happen, and those warriors could live. Forfeiting once wouldn't matter.

But... Gan Jin stared at the Gold Cold Demon Eye not far away. This demon martial artist of the Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline was already exuding arrow intent from the depths of his bones.

Even if Gan Jin chose to forfeit, this opponent would likely use the excuse of demonstrating for the Grand Demon King to proclaim his archery skill and slaughter all those warriors. That's right! As a fellow archer, Gan Jin could clearly sense what the Gold Cold Demon Eye intended to do.

"Master Rushing Stream Mirror, aren't you forfeiting?" The Gold Cold Demon Eye looked at Gan Jin with a smile. "I heard your archery is also quite good. Would you care to compete with me?" Gan Jin nodded without speaking, lightly plucking the bowstring, producing a crisp, trembling sound.

Hearing the bowstring vibrate, the Gold Cold Demon Eye's eyes instantly narrowed. His pupils, threaded with black spirals, stared intently at the powerful bow in Gan Jin's hand. A true master of archery not only possessed exquisite shooting skills but also a crucial ability to discern bows!

The Gold Cold Demon Eye focused on Gan Jin's bow. That subtle resonance from the bowstring faintly carried a trace of the 'Rhythm of the Stars'! The Rhythm of the Stars!

The sacred artifact bow of the Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline family! The Gold Cold Demon Eye had only heard the sound of the Rhythm of the Stars' bowstring vibrating once by sheer accident. It was so exquisitely beautiful and enchanting...

any archer who heard such a bowstring vibration would be captivated and never forget that sound for their entire life. With just one vibration of the string, the Gold Cold Demon Eye realized that the bow in Gan Jin's hands was far superior to his own seemingly magnificent powerful bow. "A fine bow!" The Gold Cold Demon Eye narrowed his eyes.

"Truly a rare piece! I wonder, Master, if you might be willing to part with it? Name your price, and I will surely grant your wish.

Even if it means I forfeit this match, I will accept it!" The Eighth Prince, seated on the high platform, subtly changed expression, while the Crown Prince displayed a look of schadenfreude. Only Jin Leng Yi Jian, the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline seated not far from the Grand Demon King, showed an approving smile. A good bow is a second life for an archer!

That bow—Jin Leng Yi Jian forcefully recalled the trembling sound of the bowstring—indeed carried a faint tremor of the Rhythm of the Stars. "Do I need you to yield?" Gan Jin smiled. Even if he won, he would still have to shoot those human warriors, but he didn't wish to kill them.

"What? Master insists on competing with me?" The Gold Cold Demon Eye showed a hint of difficulty. He had heard of the Rushing Stream Mirror before coming here but had always believed his own bow was hard to surpass and hadn't paid much attention.

Now? The Gold Cold Demon Eye truly didn't want to continue competing. Winning against the Rushing Stream Mirror would certainly be glorious, but it would also offend this master craftsman.

Before, he thought offending him wouldn't matter. Now, it seemed offending him was an utterly foolish thing to do. The Gold Cold Demon Eye desperately wanted to curry favor.

If he offended the master, the chance of receiving help in forging an even stronger bow would be gone! Rumor had it that this master’s temper was quite proud and eccentric. "Let's compete then," Gan Jin looked up at the Grand Demon King on the high platform.

"Your Majesty has graced us with your presence. Must we let the competition proceed in such a dull manner into the next round?" Lucifer smiled faintly and nodded. The expression of the Eighth Prince, Lucifer Starcross, turned somewhat cold.

How could the Gold Cold Demon Eye possibly exert his full strength in this state? He might deliberately feign weakness, letting the Rushing Stream Mirror achieve a narrow victory—all to curry favor... "Since that is the case, let us compete," the Gold Cold Demon Eye sighed.

At worst, he would lose to the Rushing Stream Mirror in front of these demons and then pay a visit later. "You want this bow of mine?" Gan Jin shook the powerful bow in his hand. "No." The Gold Cold Demon Eye frowned, looking at the second and third bowstrings, and shook his head.

"I wish to beg the Master to forge a new bow for me, one with only a single string! When I pluck it, it should also carry a trace of the Rhythm of the Stars." "The Rhythm of the Stars?" Gan Jin raised an eyebrow. "The sacred artifact bow of your family?

I've heard of it, but unfortunately, I haven't seen it. If I could observe it, perhaps I could gain more insight..." "The Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline family welcomes Master Rushing Stream Mirror to come view the Rhythm of the Stars at any time!" On the high platform, Jin Leng Yi Jian dared not pass up such an opportunity and quickly sent out an excited invitation. Boxly's eyelids twitched; he cursed himself for being a fool.

Why didn't he invite the master to view his tribe's sacred artifact when he was still with the Mammon Demon Race? Even if it couldn't prevent the creation of a true sacred artifact, perhaps... it might lead to the forging of an extremely powerful Super War Tool.

"The Rhythm of the Stars?" Gan Jin murmured softly in contemplation. This made the assembled demons rather nervous, wondering if the master would agree. If he did, which family didn't possess one or two sacred artifacts?

"Interesting..." Gan Jin nodded. "Master once told me that seeing more sacred artifacts helps improve my forging inscriptions and techniques." "Then, the Heavenly Demon Eye bloodline family awaits Master Rushing Stream Mirror at any time..." Before Jin Leng Yi Jian's words finished, another Demon Clan leader stood up and began issuing invitations. For a moment, the demons even forgot this was the venue for an imperial competition, rather than a place for networking.

"Ahem." The Grand Demon King Lucifer cleared his throat, making the Demon Clan leaders suddenly realize where they were. They all turned to Gan Jin with hopeful smiles. "My own household also possesses several sacred artifacts," the Grand Demon King Lucifer said lightly.

"If Master Rushing Stream Mirror is interested, you may also come observe them..." "I certainly will!" Gan Jin bowed and nodded. Among all these sacred artifacts, the one he most wanted to see was the sacred artifact of Lucifer's lineage. He possessed one piece of a sacred artifact set belonging to the Lucifer family in his own battle realm, which he hadn't dared let Chek use recently.

First, he felt somewhat embarrassed to let Chek use it, given the face of Lucifer Liu Shui. Second, this was the Demon Realm; taking it out now might attract trouble. Third, Gan Jin truly wasn't certain whether Chek, using the Lucifer family's sacred artifact, would die by having his body drained, just like that other demon who used a sacred artifact previously.

Even if he couldn't steal the sacred artifact, he could at least learn the method of its creation. If he crafted the remaining pieces using that method to create Super War Tools, forming a combined set of Super War Tools and a sacred artifact—if Chek could use it without issue, what level of power could he unleash? Gan Jin suspected that even if Chek didn't ascend to the Saint level in that state, he could contend with Saint-level experts relying on the combined set.

The Grand Demon King Lucifer smiled faintly as he felt the gazes directed at him. "I am also a demon; I cannot be immune to worldly customs. Upon seeing Master Rushing Stream Mirror's skill, naturally, I must also extend an invitation, mustn't I?" Mu Ne Zhen Ce secretly gave a thumbs-up.

This Grand Demon King was firm when necessary and exuded approachability when relaxed; this was truly the way of an emperor. He had definitely come to the right place this time. "Gold Cold Demon Eye, shall we begin?" Gan Jin drew an arrow and placed it on the bow, resting one arrow across two bowstrings.

The creaking tension of the strings filled the demon capital with anticipation. The Gold Cold Demon Eye looked curiously at Gan Jin's bowstrings. While using a single string would be stronger, why place an arrow across both?

"I have no choice. My archery isn't skilled enough to utilize the power of a single bowstring..." Gan Jin offered a bitter smile, his expression conveying a sincerity that the Gold Cold Demon Eye found utterly incomprehensible. The Grand Demon King coughed.

"Demon Eye, what are you waiting for?.." The Gold Cold Demon Eye nocked his arrow and drew his bow with lightning speed. His bloodline battle form instantly activated, and the rotating patterns in his eyes spun rapidly. He stole a glance at Gan Jin, calculating how to subtly lose to this master craftsman.

"Demon whelps! Come on! Shoot!

I will descend from the stars in eighteen years and become a warrior again! I will chop off your demon heads!" "Demon whelps! Come on!

I'm not afraid!" "That's right! Having chopped off so many demon heads, I've lived a worthy life!" Angry roars erupted from the warriors whose bonds had just been loosened. "Brothers, charge!

Let's fight them to the death!" "Begin!" The Grand Demon King Lucifer commanded. The Gold Cold Demon Eye dared not delay, releasing his finger! The arrow, imbued with battle energy, spun rapidly as it flew outward.

Gan Jin's scalp tingled. The bowstring in his hand vibrated almost simultaneously with a crisp sound. The arrow, launched later, arrived sooner!

Like an untamed wild horse, like a meteor ripped from the embrace of the stars, it streaked directly toward the Gold Cold Demon Eye's arrow. Boom! The two arrows collided in mid-air.

The air seemed utterly compressed, and arrow fragments scattered everywhere, emitting sharp, screeching sounds, like thousands of transparent worms moving rapidly through the sky.