Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1310, The Stir Among the Major Powers

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had gone by.

And during this period, the news of Yu Zi Yu’s return had already spread across the Western Sector.

“Did you hear, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Court has returned!?”

“How could I not? But who knows whether it’s real or not?”

“What I’m curious about is where the Demon Emperor went during the hundred years he was missing…”

“Sigh, for a being of that level, closing themselves off in secluded cultivation for hundreds of years is normal…”

“Normal? Are you joking? The Demon Emperor was at the peak of his strength. It’s usually those ancient monsters, stuck at a bottleneck, who retreat for centuries or millennia. How could someone like him disappear that long… unless…”

….

Discussions broke out across the far corners of the Western Sector, and once again, the name ‘Demon Emperor’ was once again on the tongue of the powerhouses across the entire cosmos.

The Demon Court’s Demon Emperor was the most terrifying existence in the starry expanse.

After the war against Heaven a century ago, he had vanished without a trace, giving rise to countless speculations.

Were it not for the sheer strength of the Demon Court, many Forces would have already acted to probe the truth.

And now, when the Void had started moving, the Demon Emperor’s sudden return had unquestionably sent shockwaves through the various major powers.

…

At that very moment, deep within the Angel Clan…

“The Demon Emperor has returned. And in half a year, he will be holding a Grand Celebration to mark his return…”

As the news was spoken aloud, the grand hall of the Angel Clan fell into complete silence.

The sudden return of the Demon Emperor had genuinely caught them off guard.

However, just then, seated on the side throne, Archangel Michael suddenly stated, “The Demon Emperor’s return… is a good thing for us.”

All eyes turned as Archangel Michael continued, “Don’t forget… we still require the Demon Court’s protection. It is precisely because of the Demon Court that the Gods hasn’t dared to touch us for the past century.”

Hearing his argument, many Angels fell silent.

However, at this moment, if one observed closely, they would have noticed that many of the Higher Angels’ eyes had drifted toward the majestic figure seated upon the throne, the apparent leader of the Angel Clan, the King of Angels, Seraphim.

However, he advocated keeping a distance from the Demon Court.

His reasoning was simple: the Demon Court was far too powerful. Drawing too near would risk them being devoured, leaving not even bones behind.

In contrast, the Force led by Archangel Michael and Angel King Lan, the third-generation Dragon Envoy, advocated alliance with the Demon Court.

Thus, in a sense, the Angel Clan had split into two factions.

“City Lord… you should understand what the Demon Emperor’s return truly means…” Seraphim’s voice turned solemn, as he earnestly asked.

“Of course I understand.” Michael replied with a nod, before his tone changed, “But do we really have a choice? The Demon Court has already sent us an invitation. You should know what the consequences would be if we refuse to attend…”

“This…” Seraphim’s expression momentarily froze, before he exhaled a long, deep breath.

He understood perhaps better than anyone, because he had faintly noticed something truly terrifying about the Demon Emperor.

He had noticed that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the legendary Fifth Angel King and the Demon Emperor.

However, it was just a suspicion.

Thus, he had never voiced it to anyone, not even to the Higher Angels like Archangel Michael.

If his suspicion proved to be false, then there was simply no cause for concern.

But if it turned out to be true, then the Demon Emperor’s power would far exceed everyone’s imagination.

And that was precisely the reason he feared him.

And why he had always been reluctant to draw near the Demon Court.

But now…

“Since the invitation has been delivered… we’ll attend.” Rising from his throne, Seraphim declared, “This time… I’ll go personally.”

“You will personally go?” Startled, a look of surprise took over Archangel Michael’s face, for the King of Angels going himself carried a weight far beyond ordinary diplomatic visits.

“I need to meet the Demon Emperor. There are things I must confirm with my own eyes…” With those words, Seraphim cast a glance at the Higher Angels nearby and added, “Oh, and prepare several of our most precious gifts. Even the Holy Light Essence… prepare a full hundred drops.”

“Yes, Lord Seraphim,” the Higher Angel entrusted with safeguarding the Angel Clan’s heritage accepted the order obediently, but a look of shock was quite apparent on his face.

There was no need to elaborate on how precious the Angel Clan’s gifts would be.

However, the Holy Light Essence was the very core of their heritage. It was an essence that required the faith of tens of billions of believers just to produce a hundred drops.

And now… they were offering a full hundred drops as tribute?

One could imagine just how seriously the Angel Clan was taking this occasion with the Demon Court.

…

It was not just the Angel Clan, the Titan Clan, one of the other top-tier Forces of the Western Sector, was equally stirred.

One after another, powerful figures stepped forward, pounding their chests and declaring, “Let me go this time! I want to see the Demon Court with my own eyes!”

“No, let me go! It’s rare for the Demon Court to send an invitation. I’ve got to take this chance!”

“All I want is to witness just how terrifying the Demon Emperor has become…”

…

Voices erupted one after another, drowning the depths of the Titan Clan in a boisterous, market-like atmosphere.

Such was the Titan Clan. Most of them were straightforward and blunt, rarely scheming.

Now that the Demon Court had issued an invitation, they were jostling over who would go first.

Naturally, this excitement was drawn by the splendor and prosperity of the Demon Court.

Compared to the Demon Court’s brilliance, the Titan Clan felt like little more than a rural village, not because they didn’t value development, but their massive size greatly impeded their progress.

As a result, their entire civilization was still in an agricultural age.

Were it not for the fact that a Titan would reach Tier-4 at adulthood, they would have truly fallen behind the times.

…

What none of the excited Titans noticed, however, was that the ones seated high upon the thrones, Eternal Titan, and another Titan beside him, wore bitter smiles.

“Do you know why the Demon Emperor has suddenly returned?” One of them asked.

“Probably because of the recent Void disturbances. Also, there has been rumors that the Buddhist Sect has tried several times to invite him out of seclusion…”

After a moment of contemplation, Cloud Titan, one of the few Titans with brains, offered his analysis.

“Perhaps.” A soft sigh escaped Eternal Titan, though his eyes couldn’t help but flicker with unease.

For some unknown reason, something about the long-absent Demon Emperor put him on edge.

[Perhaps, it’s just as the Crown of Titan God has warned, the Demon Emperor might be even more terrifying than any of us can imagine.]

…

“This time, take Mountain Titan with you. And remember not to forget proper etiquette.”

“Of course…”

Receiving Eternal Titan’s command, Cloud Titan nodded solemnly.

Mountain Titan was an old acquaintance of the Demon Court.

He believed that with him present, things might go a bit smoother.