In the sky above a small remote town not far from the Holy Hall, the demon emperors like Cyan Dragon, Ice Phoenix, White Tiger, and Kunpeng, who had transformed into human forms, were secretly watching the transmission immortal artifact screen in the distance.

After Brother Cheng's soul-body separation, both Cyan Dragon and Azure Dragon Emperors temporarily lost the enhancement of Profound Pattern Power.

All smoothly arrived on this line.

Upon seeing that Cai Ying was going to participate in the Chaos Group competition, the demon emperors got anxious.

And when they saw her opponent, Kunpeng Emperor was the first to exclaim.

"I have also heard of this Hundred Evils."

"This demon has been famous for a long time, a late-stage quasi-emperor even a hundred billion years ago."

"He cultivates baleful energy, resulting in a twisted and cruel nature, a despised figure even in the Demon Realm."

"Facing him in the first match spells trouble."

Ice Phoenix Emperor, Dai Mei, transformed into an icy, world-class beauty with a frown of disbelief in her eyes.

"What exactly does the Demon Lord want to do?"

"Even if he has a playful heart, winning the first place in the Artifact Refining Group should be enough fun."

The White Tiger Emperor, whose domain is slaughter, transformed into a cold-faced middle-aged man in a black robe, nodded upon hearing the conversation.

"Continuing with the Chaos Group is truly unwise."

"He only has an Immortal Soul without a demon body as a foundation, completely defenseless against a quasi-emperor's rule brand."

"Alas, I can't understand his intention."

To them, this was looking for death.

If such an esteemed Demon Lord were to die at the hands of a quasi-emperor, it would be truly ludicrous.

"What is there to not understand?"

Cyan Dragon Emperor stroked his white beard, maintaining the image of a transcendent sage seeing through the façade.

"That kid has floated too high!"

"He thinks no one can kill him now." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"This is the downside of advancing too fast; sooner or later he'll stumble where you least expect."

The demon emperors twitched at the corners of their mouths, wondering whose side Elder Cyan Dragon was really on.

This Elder Cyan Dragon always loved to make snide remarks.

Yet he was also the one organizing everyone outside the Holy Hall, ready to escort Brother Cheng's Immortal Soul back.

"Too bad we can't infiltrate."

"Be ready; if anything happens, go in and seize that sword scabbard immediately!"

If anything happens to Brother Cheng, the Demon Realm will collapse too.

In the future, it wouldn't withstand the assaults from the Immortal and Demon Realms.

Under their tense gaze, the Chaos Group competition inside officially began.

In everyone's mind, a monstrous figure like the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor would definitely launch a frenzied attack at once.

And won't rest until Cai Ying is torn to shreds.

The thought of a newly rising ninth-grade Immortal Artifact Master dying here all of a sudden seemed too unfortunate to everyone.

But to their surprise, the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor didn't immediately launch an attack.

Instead, he frowned, staring at Cai Ying on the opposite side, hesitating to strike.

"Are you truly a Ninth-grade Immortal Artifact Master?"

Brother Cheng was planning to use an Immortal Soul Shock to finish his opponent.

Hearing this, he was stunned.

What's going on?

"So what if I am?" Cai Ying replied indifferently.

Faced with her aloof demeanor, the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor, known for his bloodlust, felt no anger at all.

Instead, he rubbed his hands together, chuckling dryly.

"As long as you agree to refine a Tier Nine Immortal Blade for me, I'll willingly forfeit and let you advance, how about it?"

His words caused an uproar in the crowd.

Damn, is that even an option?

Do you have no shame?

You're the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor, a terror to countless demon cultivators!

Performing such a shameful act of forfeiting in public, being disgracefully provocative, how could you do it?

Especially to a Celestial Immortal.

If this spreads, you will never be able to hold your head up again, right?

However, thinking carefully, seems like... not a bad deal?

The Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor currently uses a Tier Eight Immortal Blade; he's always a loner and doesn't belong to any top-tier Demon Sect.

He has no connection with a master like Tu Qin.

In normal circumstances, he'd never have a chance to acquire a Tier Nine Immortal Blade.

Now isn't this a rare opportunity?

Once his weapon upgrades, his combat power will evolve qualitatively.

Compared to embarrassment, a tangible enhancement is far more practical!

High above, the demon emperors were infuriated.

"Hundred Evils, what are you doing?"

Cai Ying was unwilling to be used by the Holy Hall; they only wanted to destroy her.

Unable to do it themselves, they were relying on the Chaos Group competition to righteously eliminate her.

To be honest, a ruthless figure like the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor was their deliberate arrangement.

How hard could it be to squash a Celestial Immortal?

They had no shortage of methods.

Yet, an unexpected turn occurred.

"To willingly forfeit before millions, do you still qualify as a quasi-emperor?"

"You're disgracing the Evangelical Assembly!"

This was no exaggeration.

In front of countless demon cultivators, publicly conducting such a dirty deal compromised the assembly's fairness and sanctity completely.

"You deserve death, unfit to be called a demon cultivator!"

"Hurry, start fighting!"

"Claiming the first place in the Chaos Group comes with a Tier Nine Immortal Artifact reward; earning it with your own strength is the glorious choice for a demon cultivator!"

Overhead, the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor heard and retorted disdainfully.

"Do you take me for a fool?"

"Other groups even have Demon Emperors participating; I can't possibly take first place, nor even make it to the top eight."

Though twisted in nature, he isn't stupid in the least.

He realistically couldn't win the ultimate reward.

The Ninth-grade Immortal Artifact Master before him, however, had a great chance.

As for forfeiting and losing face?

Demon cultivators are mostly pragmatic; real tangible benefits overshadow any concerns over reputation.

After standing up to the demon emperors, he smiled again.

"Master Cai Ying, might you reconsider?"

Originally, Brother Cheng intended to refuse him.

No need, an Immortal Soul Shock could solve the problem, why bother refining a Tier Nine Immortal Artifact for him?

But seeing the demon emperors hopping mad, he suddenly changed his mind.

Instead of gradually battling upwards, why not intentionally use this 'dirty draining deal' to advance?

In front of countless demon cultivators, openly disrupting the competition's fairness, what could they do?

They could only be livid, repeatedly witnessing the mocking of their Evangelical Assembly!

In the end, this competition would become a ridiculous joke!

And it would be remembered for years to come...

This would inflict humiliation and a blow to the Holy Hall's prestige far more severely by at least ten times.

Choosing to battle step by step wouldn't achieve such an effect.

Thinking this, he quickly transmitted his thoughts to Cai Ying.

Then, under the gaze of millions, Cai Ying's lips curled up.

"I can refine a Ninth-grade Immortal Artifact for you, but you'll need to provide five sets of materials. You know, the failure rate for refining this level is extremely high."

Brother Cheng wouldn't let this opportunity slip.

The System Refining Art guarantees hundred-percent success, effortlessly earning four extra sets of materials!

Upon hearing her first words, the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor nearly jumped for joy.

For years, he had dreamed of obtaining a Ninth-grade Immortal Artifact.

Hearing there was a chance, he was almost moved to faint right there out of excitement.

"Sure, sure, five sets of materials is no issue!"

Other Immortal Artifact Masters might charge ten sets without guaranteeing success.

"I've been preparing the materials for years, just no one to refine it!"

"Haha, thank you, Master Cai Ying. I'll concede right now..."

"No, wait!"

Cai Ying quickly stopped him.

"Conceding now would be too fake, right?"

"At least let me hit you a couple of times!"

Now, the Hundred Evils Quasi-Emperor felt he could kiss her; such a trivial request was naturally easy for him to grant.

"No problem, no problem, come hit me now!"