Ancestral Demon Realm.

At this moment, Tiger Demon Mountain, Tiger Demon Hall.

Within the solemn and spacious grand hall, Jiang Che and Fang Yuan sat high above, their expressions cold and utterly imposing.

Below them, a multitude of demons knelt in reverence, expressions full of respect.

These demon clans crowded nearly every inch of the vast hall, creating an atmosphere of gravity and severity.

Among these demon clans, most were Tier Eight powerhouses occupying the central area, while to both sides were Tier Seven demons of slightly lower cultivation.

Over the span of ten years, Jiang Che and Fang Yuan relied on the power of Tiger Demon Mountain to relentlessly wage war in the Ancestral Demon Realm, snowballing in strength as more and more demon tribes submitted to their rule.

Of course, their actions inevitably sparked fierce conflict with the native power of the Ancestral Demon Realm—Ancestral Demon Hall.

After all, two tigers cannot share one mountain, especially when Tiger Demon Mountain was an outsider. Naturally, Ancestral Demon Hall would not sit idly by and watch Tiger Demon Mountain expand at their expense.

The seven apex demon clans presiding over Ancestral Demon Hall, being the greatest beneficiaries, bore the deepest hostility toward Tiger Demon Mountain.

Battle after battle erupted. Jiang Che and Fang Yuan led their demon tribes in constant war against Ancestral Demon Hall.

By now, Tiger Demon Mountain had already wiped out four of the seven apex demon clans.

Those four top clans were entirely annihilated by Tiger Demon Mountain, leaving not a single survivor. Among them, three possessed Emperor-level combat strength.

Two ancient Demon Emperors, worn by age, were directly killed by Jiang Che with overwhelming force; as for the remaining Tier Nine demon beast, it fell at Fang Yuan’s hands.

With the annihilation of these four apex clans, their territory naturally fell to Tiger Demon Mountain, including all the large, medium, and small tribes within.

Except for a few diehards who were exterminated directly, the rest all submitted to Tiger Demon Mountain, greatly increasing its power.

"All of you, rise!"

Fang Yuan gazed at the many demon experts present and spoke coolly.

"Thank you, Hall Master!"

The multitude responded in unison, then all stood up.

"You were ordered to track down those rats. What have you found? Don’t tell this Demon Monarch that you’ve still found nothing!"

Fang Yuan’s face became stern, his tone icy cold.

Ever since Jiang Che and Fang Yuan unleashed their might and destroyed the four apex clans one after another, the remaining three clans finally realized the gulf in strength. Before Tiger Demon Mountain could strike, they simply fled in haste.

Since Fang Yuan had entered the Ancestral Demon Realm and established Tiger Demon Mountain, he naturally harbored ambitions to rule the entire realm.

As for the seven apex clans—former rulers of this world—Fang Yuan would not let a single one slip away, even if they had escaped; he was determined to hunt them down.

After all, these top demon clans had reigned for too long, their connections to the lower, middle, and upper tribes running far too deep.

If they were not eliminated, Fang Yuan’s rule over Ancestral Demon Hall would never be secure.

"Reporting to Grand Hall Master and Second Hall Master: We have tracked down the whereabouts of the Red Flame Demon Race and the other two apex clans!

They are currently hiding deep in the southernmost reaches of the Ancestral Demon Realm, within the Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils. It seems they wish to use the dangers of that place to repel our Tiger Demon Mountain’s advance!"

At that moment, the chief of a large tribe stepped forward respectfully to report.

"Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils? Heh, some brains—but not much!"

At these words, Fang Yuan sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.

The Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils, situated at the uttermost south of the Ancestral Demon Realm, were a vast and desolate range full of all manner of perils; even Demon Emperor Level experts could risk injury within.

However, if those three apex clans thought that relying on the Mountains’ dangers could fend off Tiger Demon Mountain, they were gravely mistaken.

Through years of conquest, Fang Yuan had devoured massive amounts of demon flesh and blood, especially the Emperor-level might of the four apex clans, which yielded him immense gains.

In just ten short years, he had gone from barely entering Tier Nine Imperial Realm to leaping forward greatly, advancing to the Late Stage of Imperial Realm.

The Mountains might deter those only at the Early Stage of Imperial Realm, but to Fang Yuan—already at Late Stage—they were hardly worth mentioning.

Not to mention, his elder brother stood behind him. With his brother’s current cultivation, perhaps a single blow could flatten the entire Mountains, reducing the three apex clans within to bloody pulp in an instant.

"Since their location is known, pass down my command: Three days from now, the army marches for the Mountains of Ten Thousand Evils!

Any tribe that dares to defy orders shall face total annihilation!"

Fang Yuan’s killing intent surged as he stared at the demon powerhouses assembled, his voice chillingly cold.

"Yes, sir!"

The assembled demon experts shuddered and dared not delay; all answered at once.

These past ten years, those tribes who disobeyed and had their entire bloodlines devoured by the Hall Master were not few in number.

"Dismissed!"

"Yes, sir!"

The demon powerhouses, relieved, quickly vacated the Tiger Demon Hall.

Now only Jiang Che and Fang Yuan remained in the Hall.

"Second Brother, I suppose after this next battle, the entire Ancestral Demon Realm will fall under Tiger Demon Mountain’s rule."

Jiang Che turned, a faint smile at his lips as he spoke to Fang Yuan.

"Indeed! With the three apex clans now clustered together, it’s actually made things easier for us; once they’re in the Mountains, we can capture them all in one net!

If they’d scattered and hidden, picking them off one by one would have taken much longer!"

Fang Yuan chuckled at this, a mocking light in his eyes.

Once the three apex clans were wiped out, no organized force would remain in the Ancestral Demon Realm to resist Tiger Demon Mountain. Even if a few slipped through the net, there’d be no great storm they could stir up.

"Ten years pass in a blink. After waging war for a decade, you and I should return to Tiger King Ridge for a look.

I’ve decided—once the three apex clans are destroyed, I will return to the Profound Yellow Realm!"

Jiang Che sighed, expressing his resolution to Fang Yuan.

These years of ceaseless war, as the pillar of Tiger Demon Mountain, he hadn’t dared leave lest his younger brother be isolated and overmatched.

Ten years away—he suspected his little sister must have missed him dearly.

He’d remained here in Ancestral Demon Hall primarily to help his younger brother dominate the Ancestral Demon Realm. Now that their goal was at hand, it was time to return.

Compared to the Ancestral Demon Realm, overflowing with Demonic Qi, the Profound Yellow Realm, rich in Spiritual Qi, was far more suitable for Jiang Che.

Besides, Tiger King Ridge and his little sister were both waiting for his return.

"Big Brother, once the three apex clans are eliminated, let me return with you!

Although I’ll spend most of my days in the Ancestral Demon Realm from now on, Tiger King Ridge—I still want to visit. After all, ten years have passed."

Fang Yuan looked surprised at first, but then nodded in understanding.

He continued, "I wonder how Tiger King Ridge and our little sister are faring these days!

In the whole Profound Yellow Realm, I’d wager there’s nothing that could threaten Tiger King Ridge."

At this, Jiang Che smiled; with the notifications from the system, he knew his little sister was living well—by now, her cultivation was likely already at the peak of Tier Eight.