The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

It turns out, sometimes Lynn’s words are more trustworthy than a ghost’s.

The night passed peacefully after all, without any discordant events.

And early the next morning, the Seven Great Demon Kings left the Demon Emperor Palace one after another, returning to their respective Demon Kingdoms to allocate resources.

Currently, the Seven Great Demon Kings govern the entire Demon Realm, and there’s no need to manage the seven Demon Kingdoms separately. However, such a massive amount of resources involves too many interests. Without sufficient supervision in the Demon Kingdom, upheaval could easily occur.

After all, they all know what kind of nature the Demon Race has beyond faith. Can even the followers of the Light God on the Miracle World side guarantee complete innocence?

Allocating so many resources has already wounded the vital strength of the Demon Realm. If any underhanded activities or excessive exploitation occurred, the expected substantial damage could easily escalate to disastrous levels.

Therefore, this matter requires the personal involvement of the Seven Great Demon Kings. Only these overwhelmingly powerful Demon Kings personally overseeing it can possibly keep the fiends in check.

After the Seven Great Demon Kings left, Lynn returned to the Divine Origin Continent. After spending two days with his wife and daughter there, he came back to the Demon Realm.

This time he didn’t come alone; he brought along two tagalongs.

"Wow! Is this the Demon Realm? It’s not quite like what I imagined!"

Little Yuri stood at the highest peak behind the Demon Emperor Palace, gazing down at the Proud Royal City below, exclaiming continuously.

The repelling Demonic Qi of the Demon Realm seemed to have no effect on her, which was quite strange. Given the Demon Realm’s environment’s impact on the Human Race, even Saint Tier experts cannot survive here. Some stronger ones might barely withstand the omnipresent Demonic Qi’s erosion, but they can’t stay here for long.

Yet Little Yuri and the silent Little Yuna beside her were only entry-level cultivators. Not to mention using Fighting Spirit or Spiritual Power for protection, the fact they aren’t stained black by the Demonic Qi is already commendable.

Now, fully exposed to the Demon Realm’s natural environment, they were not negatively affected in the slightest, not even experiencing any breathing difficulties—clearly abnormal.

"What did Little Yuri imagine the Demon Realm to be like?"

Lynn stood relatively at the back, gently stroking Little Yuna’s round head, but his eyes were on Little Yuri ahead.

"It should be filled with demonic flames and endless wars, rivers of blood, terrifying and frightening... Um, I can’t think of that many four-word phrases..."

Little Yuri bit on a finger, trying hard to imagine. But since she only started her cultural lessons late, her vocabulary is still limited for now.

"That would be the Demon Realm under the rule of the Destruction Demon God... Although I haven’t seen such a scene either."

Lynn followed up on Little Yuri’s words, not stopping his gentle caress of Little Yuna’s round head, as stopping might prompt Little Yuna to act.

"The Destruction Demon God... is the biggest and worst demon in the Demon Realm, right? If we eliminate her, will there be no more wars?"

Little Yuri looked back at Lynn and her dear companions, asking naively.

She was originally a victim of the Demon Race’s invasion of the Miracle World, with her entire Newbie Village massacred by them, leaving her the sole survivor.

Before adopting her, Lynn accompanied her back once to bury the villagers and, during that time, got his first glimpse of the Demon Realm.

After that, he killed countless Demons, also avenging Little Yuri. Now, though the invaders have been eradicated, the remaining ones in the Demon Realm are followers of the Guardian Demon God opposing the Destruction Demon God’s faction. Little Yuri has avenged her great grievance and doesn’t have to bear too much at a young age.

"The Destruction Demon God, well, we can’t eliminate her for now, maybe when there’s an opportunity later... By the way, how do you feel? Are you adapting to the Demon Realm’s environment?"

Lynn is a mere 1000-level True God staying behind. He feels no pressure ruling the Lower Realm, but at this level and strength, facing the Destruction Demon God, he probably wouldn’t stand a chance against even one strike. Lynn is self-aware enough to know that he can’t bear the burden of destroying the Destruction Demon God anytime soon, not even as a peripheral assistant, and can only hope that the Light God King will hold on for a few more years, giving him time to continue growing.

"It’s okay, I don’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, it’s quite... uh, how do I put it, there’s this peculiar, somehow familiar feeling."

Little Yuri spun in circles in place, inhaling a breath of the murky Demonic Realm air, looking extremely relaxed, seemingly more comfortable than in the Miracle World.

Lynn just stood there watching Little Yuri, his divine eyes seemingly able to see through everything.

Yet, he couldn’t even discern the true nature of the two daughters he adopted. During the Divine Protection Continent battle before Ascension to Divinity, he already sensed something amiss with the two cuties.

After ascending, his eyes may not have evolved into Fire-Eyed Golden Gaze, but they certainly count as divine eyes, allowing him to see some anomalies.

Under his intense scrutiny, the peculiarities of Little Yuri and Little Yuna appeared. Beneath their adorable loli exterior, they harbored... a demon soul!