Although the demon race had eighteen Demon Lords, and their ranks often changed, only the top three positions never saw any alterations. The Succubus was one of them.
Therefore, even with the other four Demon Lords joining forces, the Succubus showed no fear.
She reached out and grasped the void, and a pale ink-colored flute, as if from a traditional ink wash painting, appeared in her hand.
This was one of the demonic treasures passed down from ancient times, named the Bewitching Flute.
As soon as this flute appeared, the expressions of the other four Demon Lords changed drastically.
Although the Succubus possessed a demonic treasure, her position was entirely secured by her own strength. She had even seized the Bewitching Flute after killing its previous owner.
The Succubus was already the strongest among them. With the Bewitching Flute added to her arsenal, the four Demon Lords felt a surge of fear.
As their strength increased, they could better control their emotions. Naturally, they would not recklessly court death like other demons.
"Everyone, don't forget that the Succubus already possesses the Bewitching Flute. If she obtains another demonic treasure, we will never have a chance to shine again."
Shen Zhong, seeing the low spirits of everyone, immediately bellowed in a deep voice.
"Shen Zhong is right. This newly emerged demonic treasure must not fall into the Succubus's hands again!" Ye You quickly echoed.
He was the first to make a move against the Succubus. If everyone abandoned their united action, he would have to face the Succubus's wrath alone, which was something he could not bear.
With their resolve strengthened, they no longer hesitated and each presented their respective magical treasures.
"Hmph."
The Succubus snorted coldly and began to play the Bewitching Flute.
Soul-stirring, decadent music instantly echoed throughout the entire mountain forest.
The four Demon Lords, led by Shen Zhong, immediately saw scantily clad, peerless enchantresses dancing seductively before them.
Shen Zhong bit his tongue, attempting to resist the illusion.
However, his arms felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and wave after wave of charming laughter, like insidious demonic insects, drilled into his sea of consciousness.
His consciousness began to cloud over, and an indecent smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
"Ah!"
A scream from his side jolted him awake.
Shen Zhong's eyes snapped open, his scalp tingling.
His magical treasure was now only an inch away from his forehead.
If he remained unconscious, his magical treasure would pierce his forehead the next moment. While it wouldn't be fatal, he would at least be severely wounded.
How close.
Shen Zhong finally understood why the Succubus had maintained her third ranking for so long.
The Succubus looked at Mo Xin with surprise.
Mo Xin had only become a Demon Lord in the last hundred years and was usually taciturn. She hadn't paid much attention to him before, but she hadn't expected him to possess such courage.
"Mo Xin, I'll remember you."
The Succubus smiled, her tone unreadable.
Mo Xin's face was pale as he pulled his long saber from his leg.
He had stabbed with such ferocity that he had almost severed his entire leg bone.
He had been forced to do so.
He had long heard of the fearsome reputation of the Bewitching Flute.
If one succumbed to its allure, the only outcome was to be dismembered. Therefore, he had to resist this wave of temptation.
Although his wound was severe, it would heal in ten to half a month. He knew what was more important.
"Succubus, the Bewitching Flute is broken. Show us your other tricks."
Ye You clutched his bloody right ear, his eyes filled with resentment.
Under the Succubus's enchantment, he had directly chopped off his right ear.
If Mo Xin hadn't spoken up in time to wake him, he would have likely lost his other ear as well.
"Do you really think I have no other way to deal with you?"
The Succubus retracted the Bewitching Flute, waved her hand, and her robes fell one by one, leaving only a fitted inner tunic and a red half-skirt.
Shen Zhong's breathing quickened abruptly.
His greatest weakness was lust.
As a Demon Lord, he didn't see anything wrong with it. But at this moment, though he wanted to restrain himself, it was extremely difficult.
Thud!
It was like a heavy hammer striking the sea of consciousness of the four Demon Lords.
Their eardrums twitched in unison, and their minds were shaken.
The Succubus twisted her waist, her figure moving like a dancing butterfly.
Her movements were light, her gaze like water, exuding a subtle charm.
At some point, a peculiar fragrance began to fill the air.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Shen Zhong shouted twice, his eyes glazed over, and he walked towards the Succubus step by step.
The other three Demon Lords, though not as disheveled as him, also stood frozen in place, their faces filled with struggle.
Seeing this, the Succubus's smile became even more enchanting.
"Come, come quickly."
She beckoned with her finger, watching coldly as Shen Zhong drew closer.
One hundred paces, ten paces, five paces…
Now!
The Succubus's soft fingers merged into a palm and struck Shen Zhong's head with force.
Bang!
The expected scenario did not occur.
Shen Zhong's wrist was firmly grasped by Shen Zhong.
At this moment, there was no trace of confusion in Shen Zhong's eyes.
"Quick! Attack!"
Shen Zhong roared.
He had long known the Succubus's methods and would not be unprepared.
He feigned being under her spell, waiting for the Succubus to let her guard down, then seized her, allowing the other Demon Lords to attack.
"Die!"
Ye You leaped up, his trident slashing rapidly through the air, producing a piercing sonic boom.
Mo Xin and Wu Bang's killing blows followed closely, their auras surging with murderous intent.
The Succubus's pupils contracted. She struck Shen Zhong with her palm, forcing him to let go, and simultaneously summoned her defensive magical treasure, retreating rapidly.
Just as Ye You's trident was about to strike, a pressure like that of a demon king descending instantly froze the actions of all the Demon Lords.
They simultaneously stopped their movements, looking warily at the void, and respectfully called out, "Earth Demon."
The Earth Demon, the second-ranked Demon Lord among the eighteen, was the undisputed king of the demon race.
The Earth Demon had actually been alerted.
The Demon Lords were filled with surprise and uncertainty. The unease they had previously ignored now surfaced all at once.
The Heavenly Demon and the Earth Demon were the longest-living and most powerful Demon Lords of the demon race.
Even the most arrogant Succubus dared not speak loudly in their presence.
However, those two Demon Lords rarely made an appearance. This time, they had shown up for a demonic treasure that was not particularly important to them.
Was there some kind of trickery involved?
The Demon Lords, who had been blinded by the battle for the demonic treasure, now had exceptionally clear minds.
The Earth Demon wore a black robe, and his entire body was shrouded in a mist, making his true form impossible to discern.
As he appeared from the void, it was as if even time had ceased to flow.
The Demon Lords felt an invisible hand gripping their throats, squeezing them with force.
They lowered their heads further, showing respect, and felt no inclination to resist.
"Where is that demonic treasure?"
The Earth Demon's voice was androgynous. His tone was not loud, but it inexplicably made the hearts of all the Demon Lords sink.
"It's… it's with me."
The Succubus took a deep breath, her mouth opening and closing twice before she managed to speak a complete sentence. She took out the demonic treasure, walked forward with her head bowed, and presented it with both hands to the Earth Demon.
The demonic treasure floated up from the Succubus's hand and drifted into the air on its own.
"Demonic treasure?"
Boom!
In the astonished gazes of the Demon Lords, the demonic treasure exploded violently, shattering into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.