Divine Seal: I am the princess of the demon clan

Chapter 283 I, Feng Ling, am the 7th Demon King of the Demon Race

Chen Zidian's words expressed the thoughts of the powerful people from the six holy temples.

Except for the Dawn of Light and Li Xin, no one else in the Temple Alliance knew Feng Ling's true identity.

Hearing this, Feng Ling smiled faintly, "Information can be forged, what you see is what I want you to see."

"Because I rarely appear on the battlefield between humans and demons, it is normal for you to feel unfamiliar with me. After all, your impression of me is Feng Chen's second aunt."

Feng Ling's voice suddenly increased with spiritual power, "Let me correct your impression of me."

"I'm Feng Ling, I'm thirty-one years old this year, my spiritual power is at the ninth level of the ninth order, I'm the daughter of Feng Xiu, the sixth Demon God Emperor of the Demon Clan, and I'm also one of the seventh Demon God Emperors of the Demon Clan."

"You can call me Demon Emperor Feng Ling."

These few simple words made everyone in the audience change their expressions.

Then, a black spiritual power swept across the entire place, the entire space lost its balance, and the feeling of fear filled them.

"Demon God Emperor Feng Ling?!"

"Isn't this the new Demon King of the Demon Clan..."

The face of Li Zhengzhi, the master of the Magic Temple, was extremely ugly.

They only learned about the change of the demon throne four years ago.

However, they had too little information about the new two demon emperors.

All we know is that the sixth Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu was defeated by the seventh Demon God Emperor Feng Ling.

Another demon king, Abao, is said to be her elder brother. The two of them, one civil and one military, ruled the demon clan and changed the tradition that the demon king was always called Fengxiu, passing it down with their own names.

But they never expected that this Demon Queen Feng Ling would be the second aunt of Feng Chen, the Federation President they had just accepted.

What's going on!

Feng Ling spoke again: "This time, I came with sincerity. If you are unwilling to think calmly, then I will have no choice but to fight you."

"When it comes to fighting, this emperor has never been afraid."

"After all, even the throne was won by me through force."

Feng Ling's few casual words once again caused the faces of the strong men from the six holy temples to change drastically.

The information they found out was that the sixth Demon King Feng Xiu, who possessed a million spiritual powers, was defeated by the seventh Demon King Feng Ling and was forced to abdicate.

Even Feng Xiu, who has spiritual power at the million level, is no match for her, let alone them.

Hearing Feng Ling's words, they could sense a sense of threat.

Her meaning was very clear: if they failed to reach an agreement, war might break out.

Chen Zidian said in a deep voice: "In this case, I, Chen Zidian, on behalf of all human beings in the Federation, would like to ask this young Demon God Emperor, what is your sincerity?"

Chen Zidian's hand unconsciously picked up the heavy sword.

If they fail to reach an agreement, a fight is very likely to break out. Feng Ling dared to break into the Temple Alliance alone, which means she is not afraid of the Temple Alliance's defense.

In other words, even if they all attacked together, they might not be able to keep her.

"What is sincerity? Of course it is to end this meaningless war. It's been six thousand years, haven't we had enough of the fighting and killing?"

Feng Ling glanced at Chen Zidian with contempt and guessed his thoughts from his actions.

There was a hint of arrogance in her cold voice. "To be honest, before we came to the Holy Demon Continent, we were also human. However, our homeland was destroyed and we came to this world under the turbulence of space. We are fighting with your human race because of the survival of our race. For the survival of our race, war is inevitable. Now we want to end this war because I have found a way to return home."

Hearing this, the strong men from the six holy temples fell into deep thought. They still had some doubts about Feng Ling.

Li Zhengzhi was the first to speak: "Why should we cooperate with you demons? Countless human geniuses have died in your hands in the past six thousand years. It is impossible to dissolve this hatred."

Feng Ling smiled faintly, "To me, you only have two choices. Either cooperate or not cooperate."

"Cooperation is a win-win for both of us. After we find a way to return home, we demons will leave this world, and this world will belong to you humans. If you don't cooperate, then we will launch a holy war between the two races, and it will not end until one of us dies."

"Either you destroy the demons, or the demons destroy the human race, leaving only one race on the Holy Demon Continent."

"..."

Feng Ling's few simple words undoubtedly aroused the anger of the powerful people from the six holy temples.

The demons actually dared to be so arrogant in front of them.

Tolerable or unbearable!

"I might as well tell you directly that I am the first Demon King in the past six thousand years to break through the ninth level of the ninth order before the age of thirty and possess a godhood. As for my father, he is indeed excellent, but he does not have a godhood, so he is no match for me with a million spiritual powers. A battle above a million spiritual powers is a battle based on the rules of the gods. Even if you, the Fall of the Demon King, do your best to attack me, the chance of severely injuring me is less than 5%."

Feng Ling's gaze suddenly fell on Chen Zidian. "Even the Son of Light whom you trust so much is my nephew. What can you humans use to fight us? If it weren't for what happened in the previous generation, he would not have been born into the human race, let alone bring light to your race."

"His mother, Bai Yue, is my half-sister."

Now they were completely relieved.

Especially the Knights Templar side, their expressions were the ugliest in the whole venue.

Because the Son of Light that their Knights Templar had been waiting for six thousand years turned out to be the nephew of the current Demon King Feng Ling, and his mother was a princess of the demon clan.

This completely overturned their cognition.

The hope they recognized - the only Son of Light who was born in the dark age, turned out to be the grandson of the Sixth Demon Emperor Feng Xiu and the nephew of the Seventh Demon Emperor Feng Ling.

It can be said that hope and disappointment exist at the same time in their hearts.

"In other words, Xingyu's injuries were caused by you."

Long Tianyin said with a serious face, "No wonder he didn't say anything after returning from the demon clan four years ago. It's because of you."

"Long Xingyu brought this upon himself, he can't blame anyone else."

Feng Ling said coldly, "How can a man who suspects his wife of infidelity get her forgiveness? And why should my sister live with such a narrow-minded person for the rest of her life?"

"If she were an ordinary person, she might forgive his mistakes, but she is not. She is a noble princess of the demon clan. Why should she give up her self-esteem and nobility to fulfill his narrow-minded thoughts?"

After hearing Feng Ling's words, Long Tianyin fell into silence.

No one knows a son better than his father. Long Xingyu is narrow-minded, and Long Tianyin knows this.

However, he didn't expect Long Xingyu to be such a bastard.

"I blame myself for not teaching my son well."

Long Tianyin's eyes suddenly turned red.

Chen Zidian asked, "If you choose to cooperate, what price do you want the Federation to pay?"

"You have no right to negotiate terms with this emperor. Either you cooperate or you don't."

Feng Ling looked at him coldly, "You humans are inferior to the demons."

At this point, Chen Zidian still cannot see the situation clearly and wants to use the power of the federation to negotiate terms.

This idea seemed ridiculous to Feng Ling.