No one answered him.

Everyone, nay, all demons, ignored his presence, and still looked up at the high platform, the supreme throne surrounded by countless star-like points of light, spreading infinite power and mystery. There was no demon to speak, they just watched and waited silently, as if it could last forever.

Chen Yan also watched silently, motionless. He had a vague feeling that these demons were performing a ritual, a very noble ritual.

Time passes little by little, maybe in a moment, maybe 10,000 years.

When Chen Yan felt that the space was beginning to stagnate, these demons finally moved. They split like a tidal wave, giving way to a wide passage under the throne. Chen Yan stood in the middle of this passage, lonely and conspicuous.

No demon looked at him. They were all looking behind Chen Yan.

Chen Yan turned his head and immediately saw a leopard-like demon coming up from the steps. It was really a demon like a leopard, because his upper body was the lines of a leopard, and he had a leopard's head. Although he knew that he couldn't hurt himself, just by looking at Chen Yan, he felt that his eyes were extremely tingling, and the depths of his spiritual energy were shaken. A feeling of almost suffocation came, and Chen Yan knew that his spiritual energy had been damaged.

A man who can hurt even if he just looks at it.

Chen Yan's heart was very shocked, but he still didn't move. By this time, he had gradually realized that what he saw was an imaginary image, that it was this mountain, that what had happened under this throne. And these incomparably powerful demons will not kill themselves either, because they are no longer here......

Thinking of this, Chen Yan glanced around, this realm that was enclosed in the third beacon. He couldn't understand what kind of disaster could break such a dynasty. These powerful demons are enough to destroy any realm, any world. Not to mention the demons, even the angel clan, the club will not be their opponent. They don't even need to be shown, just standing there casually is enough to shake the fighting spirit of any enemy.

Is...... Fantastic.

Chen Yan was in a trance, but he still watched silently, and he saw the 'man' like a leopard walking towards the throne and kneeling down respectfully in front of the throne. His sacrifice was offered. An incomparably crystalline, incomparably deep crystal.

A beautiful succubus came up and took the offering and brought it to the foot of the throne.

There was no response, or rather, there was a response. At this time, Chen Yan felt that his eyes were blurred, and the 'man' like a leopard completed the gift. Then came the next, the next demon.

They were on a pilgrimage.

Suddenly, Chen Yan understood their actions and what that throne meant to them. Perhaps, a long, long time ago, there really was a king in these huge other worlds. A demon king who rules over all demons. His dynasty spans the Otherworld, making all demons bow down. His words can spread through the Void and make the realm bow its head.

And what he is witnessing now is what this king has experienced. It is also a great achievement that has happened in this other world.

The most powerful demons are offering sacrifices to their king to wish their king eternal life.

It sounds a little incredible, but Chen Yan is at least convinced at this time. Even if the knowledge he received and the books he read were never recorded, he did not think it was false. Because the powerful demons, which make people shudder even by looking at them, are right next to him.

And what about the Deep? Will the Deep Realm be more powerful than this dynasty?

I don't know why, Chen Yan suddenly had this thought. I think it's quite interesting. But at this time, I can't go into it anymore. He felt the position of the third beacon become clearer, and the image in front of him began to fade.

The space shook for a while, and when it was clear again, it returned to the appearance it was when Chen Yan first came, there were no demons, no life. A square that is completely dead silent. And, still towering on the top of the mountain, as if it has not faded for countless years, the supreme throne.

The Lonely Throne.

Chen Yan shook his head, expelled distracting thoughts from his mind, and then walked towards the throne. He felt it, and the third beacon was on the throne. On the back of the throne chair, to be exact. The huge and towering back of the chair looked like a mountain peak, and Chen Yan was as small as a mountaineer at the foot of the mountain. That didn't bother him, though, and although he couldn't fly now, the power of the air was still there, and it was no problem to hold him up to that height.

So soon, Chen Yan came to the top of that throne, the highest part of the back of the chair.

He saw the third beacon.

Unlike the other two beacons, the third beacon is a gem, a purple gem with clouds of mist. The gemstone is very crystalline, with clouds flowing in it, faintly forming a whirlpool. At the highest point of the back of the chair there are three positions, one of which it occupies. While the other two are vacant.

So, are there two other things that have the same status as this gem?

Chen Yan had this thought, but he didn't have time to delve into it. Because at this time, the feeling of the third beacon to him became intense, as if it would disappear in the next moment. So Chen Yan didn't hesitate to stretch out his hand and take the gem off the throne.

The moment his fingers left the throne, he felt the whole heaven and earth shake, and a voice seemed to sigh. It was as if a multitude of voices were shouting in unison for the return of their King, their Lord.

Then, the entire realm began to crumble before his eyes.

The heavens are falling apart, and the world is destroyed. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for Chen Yan to imagine what a world would look like in front of his eyes, and he had seen many disaster movies on Earth, but it seemed too pediatric here.

The mountain peaks began to crumble, and huge canyons appeared in the plains, shaking and parting. A large amount of earth and stone fell from the edge of the cliff and shattered in the void. The sky rumbled with thunder. Lightning and thunder roared in the dark clouds. Massive amounts of xenomorph energy radiated from the ground and sky, turning everything it came into contact with into nothingness.

The highest mountaintop, the magnificent square, the supreme throne, everything, was swallowed up by the abyss in front of Chen Yan's eyes.

But Chen Yan was unscathed.

The third beacon in his hand emitted a faint purple light, protecting him perfectly. Just like the light that he had come here before, it carried him up into the sky. It also allowed him to witness the spectacular scene of the destruction of a realm. At this time, Chen Yan noticed that the countless plants on the plain were actually deep underground, and the fruits on their surface also fell out of black shadows after cracking, like demon-like things.

That's the legion of the lord of the throne.

Chen Yan suddenly understood this truth, and then he felt a slight tremor under him, and the third beacon rushed towards the void with him.