Demon Son Bai Mang

When away from home, your identity is whatever you claim it to be...

【Bloodline of the Demon Lord!】

【Immortal-Demon Bai Mang!】

These eight words hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

In an instant, the world shifted from silence to a cacophony of noise, mirroring the chaotic thoughts currently swirling in everyone's minds.

The mortal demon race whispered and cried out, their expressions filled with shock as if they were looking at a deity.

"Immortal-Demon? What is an Immortal-Demon? Is it even more powerful than a heavenly demon?"

"The descendant of the Demon Lord... The Demon Lord is still alive..."

"Bai Mang... That name sounds so familiar. Is he that Bai Mang from Vagrant Alley a while ago?"

"How is this possible?"

...

The heavenly demon race stared with wide eyes, their bodies frozen and their throats bobbing in disbelief.

"It is Bai Mang?"

"Did he not disappear?"

"Was he not a third-class mortal demon?"

"He is actually an Immortal-Demon..."

"It is definitely an Immortal-Demon. I have seen it mentioned in books."

The demon gods narrowed their eyes, their faces twitching and their thoughts churning, yet they remained speechless.

They went from bewilderment to sudden realization, only to fall back into a deep fog of confusion.

Truth and falsehood intertwined as their seas of consciousness surged like a great tide.

They repeated the words in their minds.

【Bloodline of the Demon Lord!】

【Immortal-Demon Bai Mang!】

What did he want to do?

What on earth was going on?

At this moment, the entire world was shaken. The only difference was that some knew what an Immortal-Demon was while others did not.

Some knew the inside story, while others had only heard rumors.

What they all shared, whether they were demon gods, the heavenly demon race, or ordinary mortal demons, was the knowledge of who the Demon Lord was.

He was the true god in the history of the demon race!

And today.

His bloodline, his child, had appeared in the Nether Capital once more. Amidst the flames of war, he had stopped the conflict between demon gods and saved the people from disaster.

In the midst of the chaotic and noisy crowd, someone suddenly knelt on the ground, prostrating themselves as they shouted with devotion.

"Greetings, Demon Son!"

In an instant, the demons snapped out of their panic. Following the example and blindly joining in, one after another knelt and shouted.

"Greetings, Demon Son!!"

"Greetings, Demon Son!!!"

The voices grew louder, and more people knelt.

There were the elderly, children, men in their prime, and women.

First it was the mortal demons, then the earthly demons, and finally, even the heavenly demon race far in the distance placed their hands over their hearts and lowered their proud heads.

Some chanted silently, some murmured softly, and there were those like Huang Xiao who, despite being a divine son, also shouted the title of Demon Son.

In the depths of their eyes, the dazed shock was gradually replaced by fervor and excitement. The moment they stole a glance, their devotion was unprecedented.

Under the dark sky, the entire world offered its worship, as if a new king had been born at this breaking dawn.

The rain continued to fall and the wind continued to blow, yet He remained standing there, confident and composed, showing compassion for all living beings while looking down upon heaven and earth.

Whether it was the High Priest or the Small Priest.

Whether it was Chi Ming or the other demon gods.

The light in their eyes dimmed and shifted...

They were well aware that they no longer had the luxury of verifying the truth. At this very moment, whether he was the Immortal-Demon Bai Mang or the mortal demon Bai Mang was no longer important.

What mattered was that from this moment on, the entire Demon Abyss would know and be absolutely certain that He was the descendant of a demon god, the Demon Son Bai Mang.

An existence second only to the Demon Lord, yet standing above the demon sovereigns—one person above millions.

This was not just for today.

He was unique throughout all of history.

Even if they harbored suspicions, even if they had concerns, even if they felt there must be some trickery involved.

They still had to lower their heads and choose to acquiesce.

At this point in the atmosphere, anyone who stood up to question him would be isolated by the entire demon race, even if they were a demon god...

The High Priest quietly curled the corners of her mouth, her eyes half-closed. On her hideous face covered in emerald blood, a smile of relief appeared, along with a hint of meaningful pride.

Her lips moved slightly as she whispered to herself, "What a brilliant move!"

She admitted that she had thought about it more than once and had planned more than once that if Bai Mang ever condensed nether fire, she would propel him to this position.

To become the new master of the Demon Abyss, worshipped by all.

Just like the situation before her eyes.

However, she never expected that he would stand there entirely on his own, and even save her in the process.

There were not many people she admired in her life. The few she did had long since entered the cycle of reincarnation. In four thousand years, Bai Mang was one of them.

Xu Xian watched as the entire world knelt in worship, shouting the title of Demon Son, as the demon dragons bowed and the demon gods acquiesced.

He was incredibly smug. The plan was proceeding exactly as he had anticipated, but the results far exceeded his imagination.

The reaction was excellent!

It was exceptionally smooth!

This feeling was also extremely satisfying. If the time at the Sword Pavilion where the Pavilion Elders shouted the title of Little Grand-Uncle made him feel like an emperor, then at this moment, with millions of demons worshipping him, he truly experienced the feeling of ruling the world.

It felt real!

Satisfying!

Very satisfying!

Extremely satisfying!

The little book spirit was equally restless. It hovered in the sky, witnessing the entire process. Even though it knew beforehand that its master was going to act grand, it didn't expect its master to pull off such a massive stunt right from the start.

It was even grander than the act at the Demon Suppression Abyss, causing the entire Nether Capital to become ecstatic.

It couldn't help but shout, "Incredible!"

"This is too incredible!"

It saw that its master had truly gone further and further down this path of acting grand, climbing higher and higher.

To say he was unprecedented and unparalleled would not be an exaggeration.

Xu Xian did not speak again, simply standing there quietly, enjoying the moment...

On the other side, the string that the High Priest had kept taut finally relaxed the moment Bai Mang appeared and settled the conflict, but it also snapped.

Like a kite with a broken string, she plummeted toward the Nether Pool, falling straight down.

The demon gods acted as if they hadn't seen it.

The Small Priest and the golden giant dragon were just about to move when they saw a figure abruptly appear over the Nether Pool.

Just as the High Priest was about to hit the water, he caught her steadily, holding her in his arms with one hand.

The phantom disappeared, and the ten-colored radiance quietly receded. On the surface of the water where the world could not see, a brilliant blue light ignited.

The demon gods looked down, searching for the source of the light.

The true protagonist had appeared.

With ten-colored long hair flowing with the waves and a set of white robes untainted by the mortal world.

Azure flames burned upon his body as he held the battered woman in his arms.

He strode toward the shore. With every step he took, the moment his foot touched the nether water, the azure flames froze the surface into ice.

Step by step, he walked across that unsettled water as if he were on level ground.

He left only a path of ice behind him.

The demon gods swallowed hard, the shock in their eyes even greater than before.

They could swim in the nether water or cross the Nether Pool, but they knew they could not walk across it as if it were level ground, and they had never imagined anyone could.

And yet, they were witnessing it with their own eyes.

"Nether fire!"

"He actually mastered it!"

"Is he truly the Demon Son?"