He really couldn't tell whether it was good or bad; Liu Yechang's mind was now completely occupied with the Immortal Realm.
The celestial realm is sacred and immaculate, and there is no conflict there.
Liu Jinli is now at a loss to say whether his actions back then were right or wrong.
"Alright, I'll be going to battle tomorrow. You all stay home and don't go anywhere," Liu Jinli instructed his children one last time.
“If I come back alive, I will take care of you in the future. If I don’t come back…” Liu Jinli thought for a moment and said, “The family’s wealth is enough for you to live comfortably. As for Xinrong, don’t go and rely on her. She has had a hard life too.”
When Liu Xinrong was mentioned, Liu Jinli paused, as if he had thought of something, before saying, "If Xinrong comes back and doesn't want to stay with Yu Jinshuo, you should all help her out. Don't kick her out or bully her."
"Xinrong doesn't seem to be happy lately." Liu Jinli could still sense that Liu Xinrong wasn't doing well in the Prince's mansion.
He still couldn't understand how Liu Xinrong and Yu Jinshuo, who seemed like a perfect match, ended up like that.
"Father, what are you saying?" Liu Xinya said with displeasure. "Don't curse yourself."
Liu Jinli smiled wryly and gently patted his leg: "I'm not cursing myself, it's just that things are really hard to say what will happen tomorrow. As long as the three of you are alright, that's all that matters. I don't ask for anything else."
Throughout his life, he never thought about anything else but wanting his family to live a better life.
If he could safely weather the turmoil in the Three Realms, he might not want the empty title of Grand Elder and would instead take his children and live in seclusion.
“Father, don’t we have a Lord?” Liu Xinya was not as anxious as Liu Jinli, and comforted her father from the side.
"Lord..." Liu Jinli couldn't quite describe the feeling when the Demon God was mentioned. He could only wait and see.
Countless people spent the night in anxiety and fear, and countless others will remain sleepless tonight.
The winter winds blew harder and harder, as if knowing this place was about to become a hell, spreading a chilling cold across the land ahead of time.
King Jing sat upright inside the tent, watching the flickering candlelight, a smile playing on his lips, lost in thought.
Although many people wished this night would never end, time will never change according to anyone's will.
Night will eventually pass, and dawn will eventually break.
When the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness, many people opened their eyes.
The Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, having reorganized his forces, left the Demon Realm and set off.
The distance wasn't too far, and they quickly arrived at the place where the immortals and demons were stationed.
The camp had been prepared long ago, and the troops were waiting in formation for the arrival of the demon army.
"You two have come from afar, it must have been tiring for you," the Demon Lord and the Demon Emperor said with smiles as they faced each other from a distance.
The smile was polite, but there was no real joy in it. However, the Demon Emperor naturally didn't care about the Demon Lord's expression.
No one would be happy to see their enemy.
"Demon Lord, as you know, our Demon Realm has always been driven by profit." The Demon Emperor made no attempt to hide his intentions and stated frankly, "Our Demon Realm has its eye on your Demon Realm's territory. If you cede it to us, our Demon Realm will immediately withdraw."
The Demon Lord smiled and nodded at the Demon Realm's well-intentioned suggestion: "Demon Emperor, you are indeed straightforward. In that case, I will not beat around the bush. Our Demon Realm absolutely cannot agree to this suggestion."
After listening, the Demon Emperor didn't say anything more. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, there was nothing more to discuss.
"Evil spirits and heretics should be punished by everyone." The Venerable One spoke without any nonsense, his voice filled with righteous indignation.
The Venerable One's words elicited a loud laugh from the Demon Lord: "Venerable One, your Immortal Realm is meddling too much."
"Since the demon realm exists, we demons naturally have a reason to exist. What right do you have to call us evil and heretical?" the demon lord questioned the venerable one in a stern voice.
"Even a god from the divine realm cannot speak of our demon realm like that. What right do you immortals, who coexist with our demon realm, have to act superior and boss us around?" The demon lord usually seemed easy to talk to, but that was because he hadn't shown his true colors.
At this moment, with the safety of the demon realm at stake, the demon lord naturally would no longer hold back and would argue his case based on reason.
"Hmph, what a sophistry." The Venerable One looked at the Demon Lord with an arrogant and cold gaze, clearly disdaining to speak to the Demon Lord, as if speaking to someone like the Demon Lord would defile her.
The Demon Lord looked at the Demon Emperor and tried to win him over one last time: "Demon Emperor, even if you destroy my Demon Realm today, the Immortal Realm will not tolerate the Demon Realm in the future."
This is something that anyone with eyes can see; he doesn't believe the Demon Emperor couldn't see it.
"Demon Lord, I know about this matter." The Demon Emperor did not hide anything. He was the Demon Emperor, not a fool. How could he not understand the arrogance that emanated from the very bones of the Immortal Realm?
The Immortal Realm looks down on everyone except the God Realm. They consider themselves the most noble, while all others are lowly beings.
"Demon Lord, the people of our Demon Realm love to cultivate, and they cultivate more diligently than those of other realms. As a result, we consume a lot of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
The Demon Emperor readily admitted their purpose: they coveted the abundant spiritual energy of the demon realm.
"If we had your demon realm's territory, our demon realm would grow stronger very quickly. We don't want to let such a good opportunity slip by."
The Demon Emperor's words were quite frank, and at the same time, they were telling the demon realm that they would not defect.
Because the Demon Realm is determined to conquer the Monster Realm; it is imperative for them.
The Demon Emperor's frankness earned him a nod of respect from the Demon Lord: "Alright, since that's the case, there's nothing more to discuss. Let's each rely on our own abilities."
After the Demon Lord finished speaking, he raised his hand and gave the order to attack!
The Demon Emperor and the Venerable One gave the same order, and the armies of the Three Realms charged forward swiftly, instantly entangled in battle.
There was no strategy whatsoever; it was a completely aimless slaughter.
Various forces erupted in the chaotic battle, with demonic power, magical power, and immortal power intertwined.
Sometimes, it's not just about hurting the other party; sometimes, it's even impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.
At first, there were some reservations between them, but after half an hour, the people of the Three Realms had fallen into a state of frenzy.
My mind was blank, filled with only one word—kill!
The sounds of battle were deafening, making people's ears ring as if covered by a thick layer of cotton gauze, as if everything was muffled and indistinct.
This was merely a battle among the lowest-ranking soldiers. The four elders of the demon realm naturally went to the battlefield, but none of the demon lords, such as Yu Lijing and Yu Jinshuo, nor the King of Jing, King of Luan, and the Demon Emperor of the demon realm, nor the Venerable and Venerable of the immortal realm, made a move.
It can be said that the most important people are watching from the sidelines, and what they are fighting for now is strength and the energy they are expending.
It could even be said that the real war has not yet begun; this is merely a test by the three realms.
Even such a test was extremely brutal.
The armies of the Three Realms are decreasing at an alarming rate.
The screams and wails were deafening, and the nauseating stench of blood filled the air. Corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed freely.
Because there were so many corpses in the chaotic battlefield of the Three Realms War, later arrivals actually trampled over the dead bodies to fight.
Some soldiers were only seriously wounded but not completely dead, and then they were trampled on by the people behind them, suffering further injuries, and this time they died completely.
In the realms of demons, monsters, and immortals, some of the dead reverted to their original forms. Various animals, plants, and stubborn rocks mingled in the muddy blood, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.
This is no longer a battlefield; it has become a slaughterhouse.
There was no humanity, no mercy whatsoever.
Because at this moment, so-called pity and so-called humanity are superfluous.
Pitying others is being cruel to yourself.
All schemes and plots, both overt and covert, are utterly useless here.
Here, no strategy is needed; only force is required.
If you can defeat your opponent and kill them before you are killed, you can live a little longer.
Of course, luck also plays a role in this battle.
Who knows if you've just helped your opponent get to the top, and the next second, you might be sent to your death by someone else.
No one knows what the ending will be, no one can see the future, all that is in front of us is blood red, and we can only distinguish friend from foe by sensing the aura of power.
The killing continued without pause.
He roared, but he had no strength left.
Later on, I was completely numb, and all I knew was to keep urging the power within my body.
Once the strength in his body was exhausted, he used the weapon in his hand to kill with brute force.
If you're lucky, you might take one or two down with you; if you're unlucky, you'll become a victim of someone else's actions.
The demon lord and his companions remained in their original positions, none of them moving. They simply watched the battle below, completely detached, as if the people fighting below were not their army at all.
No one questioned this indifference, because this was a battlefield, a matter of life and death.
Today, no one is thinking about any way out.
Once you're on the battlefield, you've already given up your life; you never thought you'd come back alive.
Only with such resolute determination can one fight with undivided attention.
The Demon Lord calmly watched as the number of soldiers dwindled, fewer and fewer were able to stand, and the stench of blood was so strong that it was almost unbearable. However, not a single person used their power to block out the stench.
Because they can only be sure they are alive by breathing this kind of air.
"I never imagined that Your Majesty could remain unperturbed even when witnessing such a fierce battle. It seems there's no difference between the Immortal Realm and our Demon Realm." The Demon Lord simply couldn't stand His Majesty's self-serving pursuit of fame and fortune, always putting on this saintly facade for whom?
"If you had submitted earlier and hadn't done those messy things, so many lives wouldn't have been lost in the Three Realms," the Venerable coldly retorted to the Demon Lord.
Upon hearing the Venerable One's words, the Demon Lord couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he remarked, "Your Venerable One is indeed eloquent; to come up with such a reason is utterly ridiculous."
The Venerable One slightly raised his head, arrogantly glaring at the Demon Lord, and demanded, "What's so funny?"
"Could it be that Your Majesty wants our Demon Realm to do nothing, bind our own hands, and submit to the Immortal Realm?" Only then did the Demon Lord realize that it wasn't just Yu Lijing who was out of her mind; this Immortal Realm's Lord was also not quite right in the head.
No, it's not that I'm not quite sure, it's that something is very abnormal.
Where does she get her confidence to even think of such a thing?
"Our Immortal Realm isn't so domineering as to force the Demon and Monster Realms to submit. If you didn't do some disgusting things, we wouldn't have bothered with you." The Venerable One said coldly, implying that the Demon and Monster Realms were still to blame.
"If your Immortal Realm had no intention of attacking the Demon Realm, none of those things would have happened." The Demon Lord thought that the Venerable One was referring to Yu Lijing's recent trip to the Immortal Realm.
The grudges between the three realms have been accumulating for a long time. However, he did not know the reason for the initial chaos in the three realms. This time, he understood that the chaos was unavoidable and was only a matter of time.
"What else is there to say?" the Venerable One said arrogantly, feeling very impatient with the Demon Lord wasting time talking nonsense.
The Demon Lord smiled slightly, watching as the Venerable One flicked his fingers lightly. The Demon Lord also began to give orders to his secret forces; it was time to decide the outcome.
It seems that the power of the three realms is balanced, and each realm has its own secret power. Now it remains to be seen who is stronger.