Chapter 2477

The desire to open the Ten Thousand Demon Battlefield stemmed from a belief that demons only grow through war. The fear of opening it came from the knowledge that doing so would cause their numbers to plummet drastically.

Demons did not grow naturally, yet they were born of nature. This process was fraught with peril. For every demon born, many others perished. This was especially true for egg-born demons. The ratio of births to deaths was starkly unbalanced. Often, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands would fall before just one could be born safely. If the battlefield opened, the existing demon population would likely shrink rapidly.

Zhu Yanyi frowned slightly, looking at Yan Aohan. She had clearly thought of this too, a trace of unspoken sorrow in her eyes.

"The Demon Realm will face great turmoil," Yan Aohan sighed. "It is less a calamity for the demons and more the price paid for the birth of the Ancestor of All Demons."

Zhu Yanyi and Ouyang Tianyun were stunned, instantly understanding her meaning.

The battlefield looked like a place of bloodshed, but who knew it might also be a royal battle between the Wolf King and the Fox Venerable? In the end, they were merely sacrifices in a game of power within the Demon Realm.

Zhu Yanyi pondered for a moment, feeling reluctant. "Can we stop it? Demons are also a form of life."

"Wife, you are too attached to appearances," Yan Aohan smiled gently. "The battlefield is only for those who volunteer. If they do not join, they face no disaster. But many demon cultivators, seeking higher cultivation, choose to kill there. Their deaths are their own choice."

She spoke seriously to Zhu Yanyi.

Zhu Yanyi’s heart stirred. "For life forms across myriad worlds, the right to choose lies in their own hands. Yet some abandon this right. Some are forced, but others do so willingly, like those entering the battlefield now. Their ambition grows, leading to their own tragedy."

"Yes, wife," Yan Aohan said. "So, whether the battlefield opens is not decided by the Wolf King or the Fox Venerable, but by the ordinary demon cultivators. If they choose not to go, they can continue cultivating at their usual pace."

"But I feel the battlefield is too bloody," Zhu Yanyi sighed. Perhaps because she was pregnant, her heart felt softer.

Yan Aohan looked at her and spoke slowly. "Originally, the battlefield was meant for those who could not break through and whose lifespans were ending. It gave them a chance to fight. But its nature has changed."

Zhu Yanyi knew this. "So, many results stem from life forms not respecting themselves."

She sighed, filled with emotion. "Every life form has value. But every life form must understand that value. If they do not, their lives are wasted."

She paused, realizing the truth. Whether human or demon, living was about proving one’s value. Going to the battlefield was for this reason, though some misunderstood the true meaning.

Zhu Yanyi smiled. In just a moment, her state of mind had improved. Fortunately, Yan Aohan had sealed her cultivation; otherwise, her power might have risen again.

Seeing her relaxed expression, Yan Aohan said nothing more. "I ordered this flower tea. Taste it."

The Demon Realm had its own flower teas. Zhu Yanyi took a sip. "It has a unique flavor."

It was not as good as what they made themselves, but it had its own character.

Zhu Yanyi did not particularly like the tea. She took one sip and stopped. Listening to gossip was better.

"Opening the battlefield… I wonder if it is good or bad for us demons," one demon said.

"But for old demons like us, it is a way out," another replied. This speaker was clearly an ancient demon who had lived through countless kalpas. With no breakthrough in cultivation, he needed a new path.

Zhu Yanyi raised an eyebrow. It seemed some demons supported the opening.

"I wonder how the Silver Fox is doing?" Ouyang Tianyun suddenly asked.

The Silver Fox faced immense pressure. He looked at the Wolf King, whose face was expressionless. "Wolf King, do you know what your actions will bring to the Demon Realm?"

"It does not matter. I cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness. Other demons are none of my concern. I only care about my own cultivation." Because he was ruthless, the Wolf King’s heart remained unmoved.

The Silver Fox looked at him and smiled faintly, his fox eyes showing a hint of charm. "You are right, Wolf King. This indeed has nothing to do with you." He stood up.

The Wolf King had expected the Silver Fox to persuade him to abandon the plan. But the Silver Fox seemed to have no such intention.

"Will you not persuade me?" the Wolf King asked. Though his cultivation was deep, he could never match the Silver Fox in cunning.

The Silver Fox smiled. "I have no time to persuade you. I will tell all demons this is your decision. If they like it, they support it. If not, they oppose it. There is nothing more to say."

The Silver Fox never troubled himself for others.

If he disliked the battlefield, he would not go. He did not care if others did.

Demons were selfish. As long as they were not affected, it was fine. So, the Silver Fox’s words and actions seemed normal.

However, the Silver Fox also released news that the Wolf King had signed a contract with the Evil Buddha Realm. If he failed to execute it, he would face heavenly punishment.

The path of demon cultivation was uneven, often plagued by heart demons and heavenly tribulations. The Wolf King’s contract was unnecessary, yet he pushed all demons to a dead end for his own cultivation. Consequently, the demons’ favor toward the Wolf King dropped sharply.

Having lived in the human realm for so long, the Silver Fox understood the importance of public opinion. He was using it now.