Chapter 446

Chapter 446: Chief, Something Terrible Has Happened

"Arrogant!"

The monsters and evil spirits from another realm had come for the Endless Demons Conference, yet Mu Lin declared they hadn’t sought his permission.

Such words showed utter contempt for the gathered beings.

The moment he spoke, every monster and evil spirit in the Black Mountain hall roared with fury.

"Bastard! Who do you think—*gurgle*—"

"Hmph! Why should we need your—*urk*—"

"What’ll you do if we ignore you—*help*—"

After Mu Lin’s taunt, the hall erupted with curses, the creatures calling him delusional and reckless.

But within three breaths, the chaos died. Silence swallowed the room—no one dared utter a sound.

Every monster that had shouted now lay dead, clutching hearts or heads. Dozens fell without warning, their attacker unseen.

The chilling scene froze the crowd.

Only the Three Major Clans—the Night Demons, Nightmare clan, and insect apostles—remained unharmed. Confident in their strength, their envoys still spoke.

But a conference where only three clans dared speak? An alliance? Impossible.

Ye Huang of the Night Demons and Kang Yan of the Nightmares knew this. They had to stop Mu Lin’s slaughter.

To their credit, both clans acted swiftly. Ye Huang and Kang Yan soon identified Mu Lin’s method: curse technique.

"That lowly human’s using curses on the envoys!"

Kang Yan demanded, "Can we stop him?"

"Easily."

*Hummm!*

Ye Huang’s wings snapped open. His rising value spiked as darkness draped over the Black Mountain like a shroud.

Within this gloom, Mu Lin frowned. His link to the outside had weakened—a sensation he’d call *spiritual concealment*.

"Hidden… presence erased. So the Night Demon clan’s power mirrors my night."

"No. Darkness embodies the unknown, the unseen. Anyone walking this path gains such traits, just as sun-aligned cultivators ignite flames. A shared origin of all arts, perhaps."

Under the dark sky, the group’s connection to the outside world was mostly severed.

Though mysterious, the curse technique still required a medium.

With their links cut off, they should have been safe from attacks… or so it seemed.

But Ye Huang’s abilities proved too similar to Mu Lin’s.

This endless night posed real problems for others.

Yet Mu Lin knew it all too well.

His Zhu Long form brought darkness whenever its eyes closed.

"Using night against me? You’re digging your own grave!"

With this thought, Mu Lin focused his consciousness.

He shut his eyes, making Black Mountain’s night grow deeper.

His actions not only intensified the darkness’ concealment but stole most control over the night itself.

Then Mu Lin unleashed hidden dangers within the darkness.

He made the endless night consume and absorb other races in its embrace.

This clear aggression shocked the attacked races.

Horrified, they realized the night itself was striking them:

"Ye Huang! Why attack us?"

"Stop! We’re allies!"

"Bastard! I knew the Night Demon clan couldn’t be trusted! They want to eliminate both humans and us… They’ll trap us here and send false reports to our clans!"

"Run!"

"Wait! This might be a misunderstanding… Urk!"

The concealing night bred fear and confusion through uncertainty.

With Mu Lin’s manipulation and sudden attacks, some races panicked and fled.

A few kept clear heads, convinced Ye Huang wouldn’t attack allies.

These rational ones became prime targets.

In the conference area, Mu Lin directed night’s power against them, while his distant true self wrote their deaths in the ledger of life and death.

Caught in this pincer move, the cunning races fell first.

The truly wise ones… fled like the rest.

They understood Mu Lin had ruined the Endless Demons Conference.

Without unity, the scattered races stood no chance against human forces.

Having lost hope of victory, these smart ones seized the chance to escape.

The ordinary foreign demons were in chaos, with the intelligent foreign demons and evil spirits fleeing alongside them. Kang Yan of the Nightmare clan from the Three Major Clans couldn’t contain her fury and demanded from Ye Huang, "Ye Huang, what are you doing? Why attack others?"

"It’s not me! My control over the night was stolen! That bastard’s behind this!"

His words shocked her. "Where is he?"

"…Don’t know."

"Don’t know?"

Kang Yan’s rage erupted: "This is your domain! You can’t even locate the enemy?"

"I told you—he stole half this domain! Even I can’t sense through the darkness now!"

"Fool! Can’t build up, only tear down!"

Despite her anger, Kang Yan still channeled her Nightmare power to help Ye Huang quell the chaos in the conference hall. Since this wasn’t Mu Lin’s true body and he wanted to stay hidden, Ye Huang eventually regained control of the night after their struggle.

By then, a third of the foreign demons and evil spirits had fled or been slaughtered. The Endless Demons Conference lay half-ruined. Surveying the wrecked venue, the humiliated Ye Huang roared, "Bastard! Whoever you are, I swear eternal enmity!"

But his anger proved premature. Mu Lin’s schemes didn’t stop there.

Throughout the conference, Mu Lin kept stirring trouble. Among the foreign tribes, his limbs kept appearing unexpectedly. Using lifelike Substitute Paper Figures, he impersonated messengers from various clans, returning to their tribes ahead of schedule—their memories stolen via the Other Shore Flower. With perfect appearances and stolen knowledge, his disguises worked flawlessly.

Then he spread fabricated tales:

"Why return so soon? How went the negotiations?"

(Mu Lin as messenger): "Chief, those bastards scorn us! They want us as cannon fodder against the humans!"

"Argued? Useless! They don’t care… Chief, let’s flee. Humans are vile, but those Powerful Tribes are worse! Or do you think the Night Demon clan and Nightmare clan would sacrifice themselves for us?"

"…Impossible."

…

"Chief! Disaster! Our enemies the Mist Spirits conspired with the Night Demon clan! They plan to force us as vanguards—if we refuse, they’ll slaughter us to terrify others!"

"Mist Spirits! Knew those snakes couldn’t be trusted! We strike first—crush them now!"

“Eh?”

The sudden fury left the disguised Mu Lin momentarily stunned.

“Chief, isn’t this unwise? Shouldn’t we flee?”

“Flee? If they can bow to the Night Demon clan, we’ll cozy up to the insect apostle! But first, we’ll beat those bastards senseless.”

“…Your wisdom shines, Chief.”

…

“Chief! Disaster! Our sworn enemies—the Corpse Demons and Nightmare clan—”

“Nightmare clan?! Damn it all! What do we do now?”

The messenger (Mu Lin) suggested, “Why not join the Night Demon clan? But before that, let’s smash the Corpse Demons first.”

“True. Those blind fools deserve a thrashing. But we’ll side with the human race instead. We’ve never clashed with them—they’ll likely accept us.”

…

“Chief! Calamity! Our foes have linked with the insect apostle…”

“The insect apostle? Lies! I’ll verify—”

“Verify your mother’s ass! *BOOM!*”

…

Mu Lin’s paper figure disguise didn’t always fool the tribes.

Some detected his paper form through strange powers, foiling his schemes instantly.

Suspicious chieftains demanded proof, refusing to believe Mu Lin’s sweet words. When they tried contacting other demon leaders, Mu Lin’s clones detonated violently.

Using substitution tricks and his stored flame of revenge, Mu Lin slaughtered many monster chieftains. Still, his deception worked often—especially with the Other Shore Flower’s hidden influence warping minds.

Dozens of tribes fell to his plots—fleeing or attacking rivals blindly. Ten foreign clans even pledged loyalty to the human race.

Chaos erupted among the demon tribes. By the time the Three Major Clans noticed, bloodshed and desertions had spread wildly.

Ye Huang nearly vomited blood upon hearing this. Before he recovered, rumors infested Black Mountain’s demon gathering: “A hundred traitor clans lurk among us! Spies ready to stab us in the back during the final battle!”

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