The demon tribe and the Jiutian Temple army have occupied every corner of Sword Demon Peak and have begun to clean up the battlefield.
Zhou Cheng stood in the palace of the Jade-Faced Sword Demon, looking at the mountain peaks in the distance. In the dim dusk, these peaks added a sense of tranquility, tranquility, and mystery.
"Palace Master."
"Lord Demon King."
Mr. Ye, Long Zhi and others came over.
"Twenty-one thousand two hundred and thirty-two people died in Jiutian Palace." Mr. Ye respectfully reported: "Among them, there were 320 people in the imperial realm and 14 people in the human and immortal realm."
Long Zhi also reported the number of masters of the demon clan who died in this battle.
In the battle with Sword Demon Peak, although the Yao Clan and Jiutian Temple were completely victorious, they still lost many masters.
Zhou Cheng gave some instructions to Mr. Ye, Long Zhi and others, and then said: "In the next month, I will be in seclusion. If you have nothing urgent to do, please don't disturb me."
Ye Lao, Long Zhi and others knew that Zhou Cheng was going to retreat to continue refining the Immortal Realm puppet, so they immediately respected him.
After Mr. Ye and others left, Zhou Cheng came to the secret room, summoned the Immortal Realm puppet, and continued to construct the puppet array, constantly sinking into the opponent's body.
One day passed.
The connection between Zhou Cheng's soul and the puppet has become stronger.
A day ago, he could only control the puppet to perform some simple actions. After a day of refining, he was able to control the puppet to perform some simple attacks.
This was smoother than Zhou Cheng imagined.
Originally, he thought that he would have to stay in seclusion for at least a month to completely refine the puppet, but now it seems that it doesn't take a month at all.
Two days passed.
Under Zhou Cheng's refining and control, the puppet's attacks became increasingly fierce.
Ten days later.
The puppet's attack was already terrifying.
Half a month later.
Zhou Cheng has completely refined the puppet, and this puppet is already like a certain part of his body.
However, because of his own strength, it was difficult for him to exert the power of this puppet and to be able to defeat more than a hundred powerful men of the tenth level of human immortality.
Zhou Cheng walked out of the Sword Demon Palace.
After half a month of hard work by the Monster Clan and Jiutian Palace, Sword Demon Peak has almost recovered.
When Mr. Ye, Long Zhi and others saw Zhou Cheng coming out of seclusion, they all rushed over to report to Zhou Cheng many things that had happened in the past half month.
The battle at Sword Demon Peak has spread. The Jade Faced Sword Demon Cai Feng died, and Zhou Cheng took control of Sword Demon Peak, which shocked the demon clan. In the past half month, many dynasties, families, and sects near the Demon Mountain have arrived.
Entering the Demon Mountain, he said he was willing to serve Zhou Cheng and become his master.
"Where are the green ghosts and dark dragons?" Zhou Cheng suddenly asked.
"The green ghost and the dark dragon escaped and disappeared." Mr. Ye shook his head: "I have already released news about the arrest of the two, but there is no news yet."
"However, there are many experts from Green Ghost Peak and Dark Dragon Peak who have come to claim their guilt and beg you to spare their lives. They are willing to respect you as their master."
Zhou Cheng thought for a while and said: "I will increase the rewards for Green Ghost, Dark Dragon, Taiwu, and Liehuang. Anyone who provides information about these four people will be rewarded with one hundred fairy stones."
Mr. Ye, Long Zhi and others were all shocked: "One hundred fairy stones!"
Nowadays, many super powers of the demon clan have accumulated for thousands of years, but they probably don’t even have a hundred fairy stones.
Zhou Cheng nodded: "Just do as I say."
Green Ghost and Dark Dragon fled in panic, but the treasures of Green Ghost Peak and Dark Dragon Peak were still there, which gave Zhou Cheng an advantage. In addition, the treasures of Sword Demon Peak, Blood Sea Demon Sect, and Taiyi Immortal Sect were also there.
The treasures of the Hundred Immortals Sect and these hundreds of immortal stones are really nothing to Zhou Cheng.
Time passes.
Another month has passed.
This month, Zhou Cheng didn't go anywhere and only practiced in the Sword Demon Palace.
The Sword Demon Peak treasure, the Green Ghost Peak treasure, and the Dark Dragon Peak treasure contain many elixirs that enhance true energy. Zhou Cheng naturally used these elixirs to improve his strength.
This battle at Sword Demon Peak made Zhou Cheng feel more and more that all humans and immortals are just cannon fodder.
Therefore, his current goal is to reach the realm of immortality.
Originally, he was already at the peak of the fourth level of the Imperial Realm. After this month of training, he finally managed to break through to the fifth level of the Imperial Realm.
The fifteen-year-old fifth-level Emperor Realm can only be described as a miracle in the world of immortal martial arts.
However, for Zhou Cheng, this was not enough.
During the days when Zhou Cheng was in seclusion, more and more demonic forces came to join him.
Zhou Cheng did not meet with these demon dynasty ancestors, sect leaders, and family heads. Instead, he asked Mr. Ye, Long Zhi, and others to arrange for everyone to live somewhere in Sword Demon Peak.
Autumn passes and winter comes.
Snow began to fall on the Sword Demon Peak.
Because it is contaminated with demonic energy, the snow is black.
"It's winter again." Zhou Cheng looked at the falling snowflakes.
Next month, it will be another New Year.
After the New Year, he will be sixteen years old.
Zhou Cheng summoned the masters from the Demon Clan and Jiutian Palace to the main hall, and asked Mr. Ye and others to bring all the ancestors, clan heads, and family heads of the Demon Clan dynasties who had served in the past few months to see him.
In the past few months, 70% to 80% of the demon clan has come to join us.
For those who haven’t come yet, Zhou Cheng doesn’t need to wait any longer.
Soon, the ancestors, clan heads, and family heads of the demon dynasty who came to serve were gathered in one hall, and there were actually as many as ten thousand people.
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Half a month later.
In the Magic Mountain.
Zhou Cheng held the Demon King Ceremony and became the Demon King.
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Winter is over.
On a mountain road in the human region, a young man in blue shirt was walking slowly on a white war horse.
The boy in blue shirt is none other than Zhou Cheng who left the Demon Realm.
At this time, two months had passed since he held the Demon King Ceremony.
Although the Demon Clan has not yet been truly unified, nearly 90% of the Demon Clan's forces have come under his command. Therefore, Zhou Cheng has handed over the affairs of the Demon Clan to the Demon Lord of Huangquan, the Netherworld Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord of the Ten Hells to jointly take care of them.
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This time he came out because he wanted to enter the ancient ruins again and understand the ancient immortal sect.
With his current strength, he should be able to understand the deeper mysteries of the ancient immortal sect.
Zhou Cheng is very much looking forward to the deeper mysteries of the ancient immortal sect.
He always felt that there were secrets from ancient times hidden within the ancient immortal gate.
With the Immortal Realm puppet there, Zhou Cheng did not let the masters of the demon clan, Jiutian Palace, and demon clan follow him.
This place is not far from the ancient ruins. It is only half a day's journey to reach the ancient ruins. Zhou Cheng is not in a hurry and lets his horse walk slowly.
His war horse looks very thin, but it is an ancient alien species. It was cultivated by the Long Zhilong clan with great efforts. If it runs at full strength, it is as fast as lightning, and only an afterimage can be seen.
Just as Zhou Cheng was walking slowly on his horse, the sound of hoofbeats of war horses sounded behind him, and a large group of masters were seen rushing towards them on war horses from behind.
Soon, everyone on the other side caught up with Zhou Cheng, passed by Zhou Cheng, and kicked up dust all over the sky.
"Sister, look, this idiot is riding a very skinny horse." The leaders were two girls. One of them, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, looked at Zhou Cheng sitting down on the horse and said with a smile.