I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 1474: The demon ancestor is furious, it seems that the sky is about to change

“What does Father mean by that?”

Di Lang, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Court, wore a look of confusion as he spoke. Dressed in a black imperial robe, his appearance was strikingly similar to the Demon Ancestor, though younger. His presence exuded authority, like a sovereign emperor surveying the world.

The other descendants of the Demon Ancestor also showed signs of puzzlement. Although their power did not rival that of their eldest brother or father, they were still immensely strong, the most formidable beings within the demon clan, standing above countless other creatures.

“Why such restlessness, Father? What’s the cause?”

The Demon Ancestor, however, paid no attention to his heirs. Instead, he frowned, lost in thought, and began to calculate. His eyes deepened, and within them, the sun seemed to stir, propelled by an unimaginable force. The entire Demon Realm trembled under the weight of this energy, as if something monumental was about to unfold.

“No, something has happened to Wen’er…”

Demon Ancestor’s face changed dramatically, his expression a mix of rage and disbelief. “His breath is rapidly weakening, disappearing from this world,” he said, his voice trembling with fury.

“What?” Di Lang and the other heirs were equally shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.

“Who dares to harm my Wen’er?” Di Zhen’s voice thundered, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. His black imperial robes swelled with power as his fury surged. The Golden Crow clan rarely had offspring, and although their lifespans were nearly infinite, children were precious. Di Wen, the youngest of his sons, was particularly beloved.

Now, knowing that something had happened to Di Wen, the anger and killing intent within Demon Ancestor were so intense they could tear the world apart. The entire Demon Realm trembled in response.

With a deafening “croak,” black, three-legged golden crows erupted from the abyss, transforming into blazing suns that soared rapidly through the sky. Their overwhelming pressure, like a flood breaching a dam, surged across the heavens and through all realms, sweeping over the vast universes with a terrifying force.

The Demon Ancestor himself had descended into the world, driving his majestic chariot, which rumbled through the vast universes, shaking the very foundations of existence. The entire Demon Court was thrown into chaos. Countless creatures of the monster race fell to their knees, their heads bowed in fear and awe as the Demon Ancestor passed.

“Who dares plot against my son?” his voice bellowed, shaking the heavens. “This ancestor will make him pay the ultimate price.”

An earth-shattering roar erupted from his mouth, reverberating across the Demon Court and extending far into the vast reaches of space and time. The roar was so powerful that many of the great universes in the Xi Yuan civilization heard it, causing tremors in their realms.

In the endless demon realm, all the monsters quaked in terror, their hearts gripped with fear. The monstrous creatures were left in shock, questioning whether their ears had deceived them.

“It’s over… it’s all over…” whispered the small boy who had accompanied Di Wen in the chariot. His face was ashen, filled with despair as he collapsed onto the ground.

“His Royal Highness Di Wen’s soul light… it has dissipated,” he muttered in disbelief. He had never imagined that Di Wen, so powerful and skilled, would meet such an abrupt and tragic end.

In the little boy’s mind, it was unthinkable—His Highness Di Wen had merely left Tang Valley for a bit of fun. How could he have met his death so suddenly? Who would have the audacity to slay the Demon Ancestor’s most beloved youngest son?

As Di Wen’s attendant, the little boy knew that he would bear the brunt of the blame. There was no escaping the fate of being buried alongside the Ninth Prince. Despair flooded his heart as he trembled, awaiting the inevitable punishment.

News of Di Wen’s death spread like wildfire throughout the entire endless Demon Realm, igniting a shockwave akin to a cataclysmic earthquake. The revelation set off waves of panic and disbelief, sending tremors through every corner of the realm.

The various monster clans were thrown into chaos upon hearing the news. Powerful figures within these forces, who had once watched Di Wen leave the Demon Court to cause trouble in the outside world, were stunned. They had no idea what kind of mischief the Ninth Prince was planning, but they never imagined that in such a short time, he would meet such a tragic end.

Shock and disbelief gripped them—who would dare commit such an audacious act?

Though Di Wen had been widely disliked for the trouble he caused wherever he went, the power of the Demon Court had always shielded him. Many forces, including even the prestigious Yu Xian Palace, had no choice but to turn a blind eye to his antics, wary of offending the Demon Ancestor. Over the years, Di Wen had wreaked havoc throughout the Endless Demon Realm, and whenever his behavior escalated, his elder brothers or high-ranking demon generals would intervene to clean up the mess.

Despite their frustration, none of the monster clan forces dared to show discontent, choosing instead to feign ignorance and avoid conflict with the powerful Demon Court.

However, with the news of Di Wen’s death, the shock reverberating through the Endless Demon Realm was mixed with quiet glee in some quarters. For many who had suffered from his actions, this was a moment of grim satisfaction, though they dared not voice it publicly.

The Demon Court wasted no time, sending out powerful warriors and investigators to uncover the truth behind Di Wen’s demise. Divine lights streaked across the universe, descending upon various realms as they scoured the region for answers, questioning anyone who might know about Di Wen’s final movements.

The little boy who had driven Di Wen’s carriage that fateful day was swiftly apprehended and interrogated, as the demon court sought any information they could find about the Ninth Prince’s whereabouts before his death.

The entire Endless Demon Realm was now engulfed in turmoil, as the investigation into Di Wen’s death caused shockwaves across countless worlds.

The powerful figures of the Demon Realm were deeply puzzled, furrowing their brows as they tried to unravel the mystery.

“At such a critical time, why would anyone provoke the Demon Ancestor by killing his most beloved son?”

“There’s something suspicious about this, shrouded in too much uncertainty.”

“Could this be a deliberate scheme, with multiple forces colluding to bring down the Demon Court?”

The atmosphere in the Demon Court was tense and oppressive. The Demon Ancestor’s fury had reached a boiling point, and the ministers and generals of the demon clan knelt trembling before him, afraid to even breathe too loudly. The air was thick with the weight of their anxiety, knowing that the wrath of the Demon Ancestor was both terrifying and unpredictable.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was conspiring against the Demon Court, pushing him toward calamity. In the vast Xi Yuan Civilization, there was no force foolish enough to openly disrespect him, let alone kill his most cherished heir, Di Wen. This act of murder was tantamount to a direct insult, a bold affront that even the most powerful forces had always avoided.

But beyond the personal offense, there was something more sinister that gnawed at him—he had plans for Di Wen.

But after Di Wen’s death, there was no response from his remaining thoughts, a clear indication that something terrifying had concealed the truth, preventing Demon Ancestor from sensing it.

“To block the heavenly secrets from me requires several beings at my level. No single person could achieve this alone,” Demon Ancestor muttered, his face darkening further with fury.

“Very well… You all conspire to plot against my Demon Court, don’t you?”

Originally, Demon Ancestor had planned for the Demon Court to avoid conflict, waiting for the impending catastrophe of the Xi Yuan Civilization to pass. But this attack felt deliberate—at the worst possible time, when he had hoped to stay out of the coming calamity, someone had provoked him by killing his beloved son.

“If you’re forcing my hand, then don’t blame me for what comes next.”

His expression was hideous, his murderous intent radiating. He had already intended to withdraw the Demon Court from the world to avoid being dragged into the impending disaster, but now, with Di Wen dead, there was no way he could let this offense slide. His son had to be avenged, and the price paid by the killer would be unimaginable. Moreover, he needed to uncover which forces had dared to unite against him.

The demon generals and demon kings of the Demon Court, despite their status and power, couldn’t calm the enraged Demon Ancestor. All they could do was carry out his orders, conducting investigations across various realms to hunt down the murderer of the Ninth Prince.

A profound shock rippled through the Endless Demon Realm, and news of the incident spread rapidly across the universe, reaching other forces with alarming speed.

“The son of the Demon Ancestor has fallen?”

“This is a troubling omen. The Endless Demon Realm will never know peace again.”

“It seems change is on the horizon.”

Numerous powerhouses gathered at Zi Xiao Mountain, Yu Xian Palace, Ling Shen Cave, and other influential factions, their attention fixed on the unfolding situation. They speculated that multiple forces had united to deliberately conspire against the Endless Demon Realm, aiming to provoke conflict and chaos.

As the fate of the Xi Yuan Civilization teetered on the brink of disaster, all factions scrambled to safeguard themselves against the impending catastrophe. Yet, it was evident that someone powerful was intentionally stirring the waters, creating confusion and uncertainty in an already volatile environment.