Medusa’s thinking was simple: Hei Mingba’s strength was simply too overwhelming. That single strike just now was enough to heavily wound her. How could she not properly grasp an ally like this, instead of making him an enemy? Before they knew Hei Mingba’s true power, they could speculate that his strength was not vastly different from their own. As long as the Yanmo Clan did not produce a second Demon King, this balance would hold; even if they sabotaged Yan Senxu’s chance to become a Demon King, Hei Mingba wouldn't object.

The reality was, if he had acted recklessly before, it would have resulted in mutual destruction. But now, Hei Mingba’s power clearly surpassed theirs by a significant margin. This imbalance had irrevocably shifted, forcing Medusa to tread with extreme caution.

Even knowing that the Silver Snake Clan might very well become a vassal to the Purple Flame Demon Clan in the future, she had no choice but to brazen it out. If she truly offended Hei Mingba, it wouldn't be a matter of vassalage; it would likely mean annihilation. Hence, she rushed forward immediately.

She still remembered Hei Mingba’s words: I will agree to anything. If she could kill Zhan Bulasi, wouldn't she be able to make one request for her people?

As for Ye Jingyu, his heart swelled with emotion over the deeds of the Primordial Heavenly Witches. He only wished to do something for those heroic and tear-jerking Witches.

The Blood Race was the fastest among the Eight Great Royal Clans. As a Demon King, Zhan Bulasi*William’s speed reached an ultimate level; describing it as covering a thousand li in an instant would not be an exaggeration. Even though Hei Mingba was significantly stronger, catching up immediately was difficult unless he cast aside all restraint and unleashed his full might.

Ye Jingyu, however, was different. Even though Zhan Bulasi was a Demon King, more powerful than himself, Ye Jingyu showed no sign of retreating in terms of speed. The Star Orbs beneath his feet spun into full operation, and the power of the stars within his body erupted completely. He transformed into a streak of silver light, shooting forth instantly. In almost no time at all, he appeared in front of Zhan Bulasi, and without a second thought, he immediately set up the Twelve Heavenly Witches Extinction Array.

A chilling wind whistled through the sky, and several demonic figures leaped out from the void, lunging straight for Zhan Bulasi.

"Your grand array cannot hold me. Get out of the way quickly, don't throw your life away needlessly!" Zhan Bulasi snorted coldly upon finding himself trapped within the array once more.

Ye Jingyu was not about to grant his wish. He continued to wield the Chiyou Banner, sending denser, blacker mist surging forward.

"Since you refuse to see reason, don't blame me for being impolite!" Seeing that Ye Jingyu had no intention of backing down, Zhan Bulasi erupted in fury. The power within him instantly surged to a terrifying degree. His blood-gold wings flapped relentlessly as he drove a punch straight into the black mist.

A crimson light exploded forth, the terrifying force causing the very void to tremble violently. Ye Jingyu was blasted by the resulting recoil, coughing up blood uncontrollably.

Masters of the Demon King realm were indeed extraordinary. Although the Twelve Heavenly Witches Extinction Array could trap them, killing them easily was another matter entirely.

Mustering his full concentration, Ye Jingyu manipulated the array, continuing to encircle Zhan Bulasi. He didn't need to duel Zhan Bulasi; he only needed to stall him. Once Hei Mingba arrived, would Zhan Bulasi truly have any chance of escape?

Zhan Bulasi understood that if Hei Mingba arrived, his survival would be impossible. He stopped holding back, allowing the power of darkness within him to surge out, smashing punch after punch toward the void. The powerful rebound force churned Ye Jingyu’s blood, severely damaging his spirit, yet he refused to let go.

Just as Ye Jingyu was preparing to summon the twelve spectral figures, Hei Mingba’s body arrived. Without a word, he plunged directly into the array. Ye Jingyu shook the Chiyou Banner, and suddenly, he stood before Zhan Bulasi.

Seeing Hei Mingba materialize right in front of him, Zhan Bulasi’s expression shifted—first shock, then he quickly forced a smile.

"Brother Hei Ming, it seems there's been some misunderstanding…"

"Misunderstanding? You think this is merely a misunderstanding?" Hei Mingba cut him off, his killing intent locking onto Zhan Bulasi with deadly focus.

"It seems you are determined to kill me? But once I die, you lose the Blood Race as an ally. How will you stand against them then?" Sensing Hei Mingba's icy killing aura, Zhan Bulasi still spoke with a sliver of desperation.

"You think I need to fear them?" Hei Mingba replied coldly, his eyes blazing with ferocity, contempt, and absolute arrogance.

In the Primordial Era, he had been but a minor Witch. Now, he was the Purple Flame Demon King who shook the Demon Realm.

Sensing Hei Mingba's overwhelming aura, Zhan Bulasi*William’s lips curved into a wry smile. Indeed, leaving aside Yan Senxu, who was on the verge of becoming a Demon King, Hei Mingba’s inherent strength was beyond resistance from an ordinary Demon King. Even if the other great Demon Kings allied, they might not be his match. Why should he fear anyone? Zhan Bulasi simply could not comprehend why Hei Mingba, possessing such immense power, had always insisted on aligning with them and remaining so low-key.

Could there be an even more powerful existence in the Demon Realm? He had been a Demon King for several thousand years; was there truly anything left in the Demon Realm he didn't know? He shook his head, tossing these confusing thoughts aside, and continued, "Yan Senxu is not dead. Is there really no room for maneuver?"

"Do you think I would ever trust you again in the future?" Hei Mingba countered, not directly answering Zhan Bulasi’s question.

Zhan Bulasi suddenly understood, nodding slightly. He had betrayed them once; he could betray them again. No demon clan could tolerate the betrayal of an ally. Since that was the case, let the fight begin. Let him have the experience of facing this Demon King, rumored to be the longest-lived, and see if he truly was the undefeated legend of the Demon Realm...

Two sharp fangs emerged from the corners of Zhan Bulasi’s mouth. His blood-gold wings flapped forcefully, and a powerful aura of darkness erupted throughout his body. Demonic patterns began to appear across his forehead...

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