During these next ten years of suffering, Qin Yu didn’t plan to stay within the Demonic Path Holy Land’s small world and slowly rot away. Only by placing himself in difficult environments and experiencing tribulations and slaughter could he temper himself to develop a stronger will and resist the backlash of the devil mark.

But the Demon Envoy had a worried expression. His forehead was dripping with sweat as he hurried over and said, “Your Majesty, what problem is there?”

Qin Yu shook his head. “I’m fine.” He paused and said, “I’ll have to trouble you with handling affairs for me for some time.”

The Demon Envoy was startled. He could immediately sense the determination in Qin Yu’s words. His lips started to move but he eventually shook his head and said, “To share the worries of Your Majesty is part of my duties.”

Qin Yu smiled and said, “I called you here today because I need to tell you that I am going to leave the Demonic Path for a period of time.”

The Demon Envoy’s complexion changed. “Your Majesty, you must not! The Land of...