The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO

Chapter 2189: Chapter 2186: War God

Huang Le nodded solemnly, "For the entire Demon Race, I will do my best!"

A moment later, the Imperial Heavenly Demon Emperor and the Demon King were brought over by the Heavenly Dragon Envoy. They looked at Huang Le sitting in the main seat, and their eyes revealed complex expressions.

Once upon a time, Huang Le was like a dog who had lost its home, a puppet manipulated by others, but now...

The two exchanged a glance, seeing a hint of helplessness in each other’s eyes.

"Greetings to Princess Huang Le!" Forced by circumstances, the two could only bow to Huang Le.

Huang Le slightly raised her hand, "Please rise, I have summoned you both to discuss something."

The Imperial Heavenly Demon Emperor said indifferently, "Princess Huang Le, do you still need to discuss with us now?"

Huang Le responded calmly, "You two are core ministers of our Demon Race. Though you made some mistakes before, for the development of the entire Demon Race, I am still willing to give you a chance!"

Their brows furrowed slightly, a chance? It seems Huang Le does not intend to kill them.

"Please enlighten us, Your Highness!" the Demon King said in a deep voice.

Huang Le replied, "I am now the leader of the Demon Race, but there are still some who remain loyal to you and have not submitted. I don’t want excessive slaughter within the Demon Race, so I hope you both can persuade your subordinates not to resist needlessly!"

"Secondly, I have reached an agreement with the Human Emperor, using the Bone Forest as a boundary; the two clans will govern separately from now on!" Huang Le said firmly.

"How is this possible!" the Imperial Heavenly Demon Emperor couldn’t help but shout.

"Because I have thirty thousand Human Clan experts’ lives in my hands!" Huang Le said calmly, "If he doesn’t agree, the Human Clan will suffer greatly, so the Human Emperor must agree to my terms!"

"Meanwhile, I need a trench thousands of meters deep to be dug in the Bone Forest. This task will be jointly handled by the Human Clan and you. What do you think?" Huang Le asked.

The two exchanged glances, and the Demon King asked solemnly, "Your Highness, after this is done, how do you plan to handle us?"

"You will guard the Forbidden Area of the Demon Race for a hundred years!" Huang Le replied calmly, "After all, you made mistakes before, and I cannot let you go unpunished!"

Guarding the Forbidden Area for a hundred years? This punishment was severe, but acceptable to them.

"Do you have any objections?" Huang Le asked.

"None, thank you for your leniency, Your Highness!" they said, as they were led out by the Heavenly Dragon Envoy.

After the two left, Huang Le breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ling Feng beside her, smiling, "Brother Feng, how did I do?"

Ling Feng smiled back, "Not bad, but don’t forget, you’re now the leader of the Demon Race, so speak with the presence of the Demon Emperor."

Huang Le nodded and looked at Ling Feng with anticipation, "Can Brother Feng stay in our Demon Race? I can make you the chief among Demon Kings, second only to one but above thousands!"

Ling Feng shook his head, "No need, after helping you complete this task, my mission is likely over. Huang Le, don’t forget your original intent."

Huang Le’s face showed reluctance, but she nodded solemnly, "I will not let you down, Brother Feng!"

Two months later, when a trench thousands of meters deep and wide appeared in the middle of the Bone Forest, the Human Clan and Demon Race had defined boundaries and would no longer interfere with each other.

As a gesture of goodwill, Huang Le also returned thirty thousand Human prisoners to the Human Emperor.

"It’s finally settled!" Ling Feng watched, although not entirely satisfactory, but it was enough for him.

However, Ling Feng was puzzled, as the Sky-reaching Tower seemed to have no reaction. Was there a mistake in what he did?

At this moment, a loud voice echoed in Ling Feng’s mind, "What is life, what is death, what is perfection?"

What is life, what is death, what is perfection? Ling Feng frowned, wondering whether this was related to his current trial layer?

After pondering for a moment, Ling Feng took a deep breath and said, "To be born in hope and to perish in culmination. Life is a kind of training, death is a form of transcendence, and as for perfection... it is having no regrets in one’s heart becoming perfection!"

As Ling Feng’s words fell, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the sky, followed by a white light descending upon him, and Ling Feng felt a force pulling him upward.

Passing through the clouds, Ling Feng saw a third grand gate appear in the sky.

With a creak, the door opened, and Ling Feng was sent through it by the white light.

This time, however, Ling Feng found himself not in any environment but rather in a sealed room, where in its center stood a man in white.

"What a powerful presence!" The oppressive aura radiating from the man made Ling Feng incredibly stunned. Even though Ling Feng’s current ability didn’t fall short against Immortal Realm experts, this man’s strength, without a doubt, far surpassed Immortal Realm!

"I’ve waited for hundreds of thousands of years, finally waiting for you, fated one!" The man turned around and looked at Ling Feng, smiling lightly, "You are the first to reach here in the hundreds of thousands of years following the God-falling War, congratulations!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, "May I ask, elder, where is this place...?"

"This is the top floor of the Sky-reaching Tower, you can call me War God!"

Ling Feng gasped, War God, the man in white was the War God? No wonder there was such a terrifying aura.

"Of course, now I am merely a consciousness left here," the War God said calmly, "After the God-falling War ended, I took half of the War God’s Divine Status with me, leaving a consciousness here to await the appearance of a new War God."

Ling Feng was puzzled, "Isn’t the Sky-reaching Tower supposed to have eighty-one levels? Why have I only passed two levels..."

"It’s true that the Sky-reaching Tower has eighty-one layers, but who told you that you must pass them all?" the War God smiled, "The eighty-one layers provide eighty-one trials. How many you need to pass to inherit my divine status, I decide!"

Ling Feng’s mouth twitched, War God, is it really okay for you to be so capricious?

"Actually, when you were sucked in by the Gate of Death, I had already noticed you, and your choices and actions in these two trials have satisfied me! So I am willing to offer you this opportunity."

Ling Feng’s eyes lit up, so there was a high possibility he would inherit the War God’s Divine Status?