“How is this possible? How could Father willingly break the truce?”
Shura Yanran’s voice was filled with confusion and disbelief.
Xiao Qingli added, “I’ve faced the Shura Emperor in combat before and have some understanding of his character. This doesn’t seem like something he would do—unless his personality has undergone a drastic change in recent years?”
Though Xiao Qingli raised the possibility, she deemed it unlikely.
Both Shura Yanran and Shura Wuyuan found themselves unable to provide a reasonable explanation.
Sitting to Jiang HuanYu’s left, Qian Xinrou pondered for a moment before speaking.
“Your Majesty, I believe the Shura Emperor’s actions can actually be understood.”
“Oh?”
“Let’s hear it, my love,” Jiang HuanYu said with a calm smile.
Qian Xinrou turned toward Shura Yanran and smiled. “Yanran, I have a simple question for you: How does your father usually treat you?”
“Very well,” Shura Yanran replied without hesitation. “Father dotes on me deeply. Everyone in the Demon Realm knows this.”
Her response was an understatement. The Shura Emperor’s love for his daughter was boundless; she was the jewel of the Shura Clan.
Qian Xinrou smiled knowingly. “That makes it simple then.”
“Yanran has been missing for so long. The Shura Emperor must have searched the entire Demon Realm for her and still couldn’t find her.”
“In that case, what would he do next?”
Qian Xinrou’s succinct reasoning immediately sparked realization among those in the hall.
“Of course!”
“That’s why the Shura Emperor would rather break the truce and wage war on the Heavenly Extreme Realm—to search for Yanran!”
Xiao Qingli’s eyes lit up in understanding. “That perfectly explains his actions.”
Jiang HuanYu also nodded in agreement. The Shura Emperor’s drastic decision likely stemmed from his overwhelming concern for his daughter.
Understanding this, Shura Yanran was deeply moved. Knowing her father’s actions were motivated by his love for her filled her with a warmth that was hard to put into words.
“Yanran, don’t worry,” Jiang HuanYu assured her. “Once we’ve dealt with these remnants of the Xuanyuan Clan, I’ll arrange for you to reunite with your father.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Shura Yanran said gratefully.

Two days later, the anticipated news arrived:
The Demon Realm had officially broken the truce and launched a full-scale invasion of Emperor Province in the Heavenly Extreme Realm.
Led by their five great clan leaders, the Demon Realm’s army swept across the land.
Heavenly Demon Clan: Heavenly Demon Emperor
Shura Clan: Shura Emperor
Rakshasa Clan: Rakshasa Emperor
Ghost Clan: Ghost King Emperor
Nether Clan: Nether King Emperor
Among these leaders, the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Shura Emperor, and Rakshasa Emperor were all at the Emperor Sovereign Realm, with the Heavenly Demon Emperor standing as the most powerful being in the Demon Realm, rivaling the strongest of the Heavenly Extreme Realm in the past.
The Ghost King Emperor and Nether King Emperor were at the Peak of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, only a step away from breaking into the Emperor Sovereign Realm.
The five leaders led their armies, overrunning Emperor Province with devastating force.
With the Xuanyuan Clan’s forces deployed to the Jiang Dynasty, including the Xuanyuan Emperor and Non-Form Emperor, Emperor Province was left defenseless.
The Xuanyuan Clan’s second elder, Xuanyuan Su, chose to withdraw the clan’s elites from Emperor Province without resistance, avoiding direct confrontation with the Demon Realm.
Their objective was clear: preserve their strength until the Xuanyuan Emperor and Non-Form Emperor defeated the Jiang Dynasty. At that point, they could counterattack and reclaim Emperor Province.
Without the two Emperor Sovereign Realm powerhouses, direct combat against the Demon Realm’s main forces would be suicidal.
At the Xuan Province Border
To the west, a dense, white mist blanketed the horizon when suddenly, an immense shadow loomed over the land, obscuring the sky.
Countless flying warships appeared, their massive fleet blotting out the heavens. At the forefront of this armada were several grand warships belonging to the Xuanyuan Clan.
On the deck of the lead warship stood the Xuanyuan Emperor, Xuanyuan Fen, and the Non-Form Emperor, Chen Pingtian. Their gazes were fixed on the distant horizon.
“We’ve finally reached Xuan Province,” Chen Pingtian remarked.
“At our current speed, we’ll arrive at the Abyssal Forbidden Zone within half a day.”
“Emperor Province has already fallen to the Demon Realm, but thanks to our preparations, our losses are minimal. Once we organize a counteroffensive, retaking it shouldn’t be too difficult.”
Xuanyuan Fen’s expression remained calm and unbothered. “Don’t worry. Once the Jiang Dynasty is destroyed, the Demon Realm’s clans will follow in their footsteps.”
Clang!
Suddenly, a resounding sword cry echoed across the skies for hundreds of miles, shaking the heavens.
Everyone on the warships immediately tensed, their eyes scanning the horizon.
Moments later, a figure clad in plain white robes emerged from the clouds ahead. With a sword in hand, the lone figure stood defiantly before the Xuanyuan Clan’s vast army.
The fleet halted abruptly as everyone focused on the figure’s face.
“It’s… the Sword Emperor?!”
“What is he doing here?!”
While most were filled with confusion, Xuanyuan Fen and Chen Pingtian’s expressions darkened, their brows furrowing deeply.
“This… this can’t be!”
“His source injury… it’s healed?!”
The two were in disbelief. The Sword Emperor now stood at his former peak, his aura completely restored.
“How is this possible?”
“Jun Mohe, why have you left your Sword Province to appear here?” Xuanyuan Fen demanded, his hands behind his back and his tone indifferent.
Jun Mohe, the Sword Emperor, smiled faintly.
“I am here for one reason only: to witness the day I capture Xuanyuan and trample Non-Form beneath my feet.”
“What arrogance!” Xuanyuan Fen sneered. “You think you can capture me? With just yourself?”