"You may, but if you submit to me, you must act according to my orders. Otherwise, even if you are my follower, I will not hesitate to kill you," Mu Changqing said with a light laugh.
The purple flames retracted, and the demon realm returned to its original appearance.
The Dao Ancestor was rejected by the innate beings and did not negotiate with them.
But the Chaos Green Lotus was different. She was a skilled diplomat, and her usefulness was naturally immense.
Why not use her to play a trick on the innate beings?
As for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, there was plenty of it in the heavens and realms now. With Yin Yin around, they could be found one by one.
"Burial... Burial Emperor, my demon race is willing to submit to you. Can you spare our Immortal Kings?"
The young master of the demon race secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then cautiously probed.
Mu Changqing paid no attention and waved his hand, retracting the purple flames.
Only then did the demon race's Immortal Kings stop their wails, kneeling on the ground, their bodies trembling and daring not to look up.
Their eyes were filled with intense fear, the pain of having their souls crushed to the extreme, yet not dying.
Even Immortal King level powerhouses found it difficult to endure.
At this moment, they finally experienced firsthand how terrifying the legendary taboo of the Emperor's Fall was.
Falling into his hands, death might seem like an extreme luxury.
As for these so-called demon race Immortal Kings, in Mu Changqing's eyes, they were no different from non-existent.
Their value might only be to stabilize the Chaos Green Lotus.
Just then, Yin Yin tugged at Mu Changqing's hand, gesturing for him to lean closer.
Mu Changqing's gaze shifted slightly. He gently waved his sleeve to block out their senses, indicating that Yin Yin could speak directly.
"Big Brother, it seems there's something delicious here!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing's brow twitched. Another person with Hongmeng destiny existed. It seemed today's luck was good.
He patted Yin Yin's head, made a shushing gesture, and turned to look at the young master of the demon race.
"What is your name?"
The young master of the demon race was a little surprised, then reacted and hurriedly bowed.
"Nan Yao."
Mu Changqing didn't pay much attention to the strange surname and spoke directly.
"How about we go to your demon race's holy land for a visit?"
The Chaos Green Lotus by his side frowned slightly, not understanding why Mu Changqing suddenly wanted to go to the demon race's holy land.
Given Mu Changqing's personality, he wasn't the type to be curious about such places.
However, she didn't dare to interfere too much. If she offended Mu Changqing, the entire demon race would be annihilated and cease to exist.
Nan Yao secretly glanced at the Chaos Green Lotus. Seeing that she had no objection, he hurriedly bowed.
"Burial Emperor, please."
Then, he looked at the kneeling Dragon Xu Immortal King and other demons and said coldly.
"Hurry up and lead the way."
The demon race's Immortal Kings reacted, quickly got up, and stood respectfully on the side, with Dragon Xu Immortal King leading the way, hunched over.
Mu Changqing, holding Yin Yin's small hand, walked slowly beside them, his expression calm, showing no hint of sorrow or joy.
The Chaos Green Lotus and Nan Yao quickly followed, and the group majestically left the demon race's ancestral land.
Unlike the bustling discussions when they arrived, the crowd was now in complete silence, even afraid to make a sound, lest they displease Mu Changqing and incur a death sentence.
Soon, they arrived at the Demon Race's Holy Hall.
The architecture here was magnificent and grand.
Inside, thick stone pillars were carved with true dragons, phoenixes, and qilin, declaring the status of the three races.
Many demon cultivators looked on in surprise at the young man being escorted with reverence and the little girl beside him, not understanding what was happening.
Inside the Holy Hall, Mu Changqing slowly walked to the head seat and leaned casually on the sacred throne, his posture somewhat lazy.
Yin Yin stood to the side, her large eyes curiously observing the many demon cultivators outside, as if searching for her "food."
As for the many demon Immortal Kings and Nan Yao, they dared not sit and could only stand respectfully on both sides.
"Retreat."
Dragon Xu Immortal King, fearing Mu Changqing's displeasure, quickly barked coldly.
However, Mu Changqing lightly waved his sleeve and said calmly.
"No need. Gather the young people of the demon race around a hundred years old here."
Mu Changqing propped his head with his right hand, his black hair casually scattered over his shoulders, leaning on the sacred throne at the head.
The demon Immortal Kings were slightly stunned, not understanding Mu Changqing's intentions.
Nan Yao reacted and hurriedly looked at Dragon Xu Immortal King.
"Hurry up, don't keep the Burial Emperor waiting."
When many demon cultivators heard Nan Yao's title, their bodies stiffened on the spot.
This was followed by fear and trembling.
The legendary taboo of the Emperor's Fall was now standing before them, as if a dream, making it hard to believe.
Mu Changqing closed his eyes slightly, quietly waiting.
He sensed that the other Hongmeng destiny holder of the demon race was not a contingency of the innate beings, but one of the nine streams of Hongmeng Purple Qi that descended from the Hongmeng during the world's change a hundred years ago.
At his level, sensing was deduction. It was within reach. Even if the heavenly way set up restrictions, it could not interfere with Mu Changqing's deduction.
Not long after, nearly ten thousand young cultivators of the demon race appeared in the spacious plaza outside the Holy Hall.
They whispered amongst themselves, not understanding why they were gathered here.
Dragon Xu Immortal King saw this and shouted.
"All of you, be quiet and attentive."
Then, he hurriedly entered the Holy Hall and respectfully bowed to Mu Changqing.
"Burial Emperor, all the young generation of our demon race born a hundred years ago are here. Do you have any guidance?"
The Chaos Green Lotus and Nan Yao were also puzzled by Mu Changqing's actions. They exchanged glances and then looked at Mu Changqing with reverence.
Mu Changqing's pale, slender fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the sacred seat.
After a moment, Mu Changqing slowly opened his deep purple eyes, and a wisp of purple mist emerged from his pupils, rising upwards.
At this moment, his appearance fully embodied the word "demonic and charming."
Mu Changqing's gaze scanned the nearly ten thousand young demon cultivators before him. Their destinies were all extraordinary.
As the world became increasingly prosperous, prodigies were everywhere.
But true Sons of Destiny, with golden dragon destinies, were still rare.
As for those with Hongmeng destinies, they were even fewer.
Suddenly, Mu Changqing's gaze shifted.
He saw a thin young man standing at the back of the demon crowd, with his head lowered, unremarkable, and without any sense of presence.
Yet, this unremarkable and frail young man, at this moment, had the confidence of an invincible expert in his eyes. His cultivation and aura were hidden, only revealing a cultivation of the Core Condensation realm.
Mu Changqing's purple flames suddenly erupted, enveloping the ten thousand young demon cultivators.
In his perception, this demon youth had an extremely special physique.
He seemed to not belong to any demon race, yet belonged to all demon races.
"Interesting."
Mu Changqing murmured to himself and made a mental gesture.
The youth suddenly looked up because his body, beyond his control, automatically appeared in the Holy Hall.
Everyone was still confused, not knowing why Mu Changqing had done this.
However, the Chaos Green Lotus sensed something unusual.
As an innate being, she could easily detect the uniqueness of the youth's body.
"What a peculiar physique, capable of evolving into any known demon race. Is it the Myriad Demon Sacred Body? Such a physique only exists in the records of the Hongmeng, in innate memories. To see it manifest now, it truly is a prosperous era!"
The Chaos Green Lotus mused inwardly, feeling a flicker of desire.
If such an unparalleled prodigy were to grow, he would be no less than Nan Yao with the Chaos Green Lotus body.