The audience hall was silent, only the light crackling from the brazier echoed in the vast hall.

Sitting upright on the throne atop the platform, Luo Yan's gaze swept downward over the Lizardman leaders prostrating on the ground, and a faint smile involuntarily tugged at the corners of his lips.

Among them were the former High Priest of the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom, now commanding the State of Tua, Zel Tua; Urga Wind Roar, who had transformed from an initial observer into his staunch supporter in the Wind Roar Kingdom; and the Chieftain of the Tide Tribe, Shuer Red Scale, whom he had met once at the Northern Coast meeting.

And now, all of them, who were above tens of thousands, had become his most loyal servants.

Luo Yan's gaze fell on Aisemata's face, and he began to speak slowly in a gentle yet authoritative voice.

"Aisemata Hamaka, are you the King of the Chosen elected by the Chief Council?"

"Yes, Your Supreme Lord Demon King."

At hearing the Demon King's voice, Aisemata raised her head slightly, a glow of reverence and admiration shimmering in her brilliant golden-green heterochromatic eyes.

She then gracefully lowered her head and continued speaking in a soft and deep voice.

"Thanks to your grace, it is my utmost honor to be elected as the 'King of the Chosen' by the chiefs of the Gutaf United Kingdom. My term is five years. In the coming five years, I will report all affairs of the Gutaf United Kingdom to you and convey your supreme decrees to your subjects."

Luo Yan nodded slightly, acknowledging the King of the Chosen.

In fact, he wasn't surprised at all that the leader of the Sand Ridge Clan would be pushed to this position.

After all, during the great storm, the twelve clans split off from the Armored Dragon Clan were mostly settled in the central desert area for refuge.

According to the report from the Graveyard Monk, Aisemata did exceptionally well in this matter, not only treating the Armored Dragon Clan civilians receiving their protection kindly but also using a strong hand to restrain her clansmen, not seizing the opportunity to retaliate against these former enemies.

Naturally, these chieftains of the Armored Dragon Clan reciprocated the favor. The twelve chieftain states meant twelve votes, covering sixty to seventy percent of the population on the Gana Continent.

In addition, Aisemata herself was highly respected, making her the choice universally recognized.

Aside from her, the second strong competitor was the Chieftain of the Tide Tribe, followed by Urga of the Wind Roar Tribe.

The three tribes themselves were the largest groups on the Gana Continent, aside from the Armored Dragon Clan.

Quietly observing the subtle changes in Lord Demon King's expression, seeing no objections from the one on the throne, Aisemata paused momentarily and then continued speaking.

"As for the Sand Ridge Tribe… I have entrusted it to my sister, Siya Hamaka. Thanks to your care, she has now grown into a leader capable of standing on her own… Of course, if you need her to return to your side to assist you, I don't think she would refuse."

As Aisemata's words fell, Siya nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with her sister's statement.

"An ambitious bird belongs to the vast sky… Going back to my side is unnecessary; I think the Sand Ridge Tribe needs her more than I do."

Luo Yan nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to the humble and cautious Siya, speaking with a serious tone.

"Siya Hamaka, from today onwards, you are the Chieftain of the Sand Ridge State. I hope you can inherit your sister's abilities and govern your tribe to become more prosperous. Remember, do not let down your people and your kin's expectations of you. I will always be watching you."

He would not interfere much in the selection of chieftains, as long as they weren't opposed to him or political strongmen seeking separation from the Gutaf United Kingdom, who became chieftain made little difference to the Great Graveyard.

As for appointments, it was merely a ceremony.

Siya lowered her head respectfully and said.

"As you command, Your Majesty, the Demon King… I will not let down your or Clan Mother's expectations, bringing long-lasting prosperity to the Sand Ridge Tribe and contribute the strength of the Sand Ridge Clan to you."

Such a powerful presence—

After saying these words, Siya took a deep breath, her tense scales trembling slightly.

She could clearly feel that since the last time she saw him, the power of this Lord Demon King had grown even stronger!

The aura hidden in his shadow was as fathomless as the water of the lake outside Assam City!

It wasn't just Siya who felt this way; Urga, standing not far behind her, along with many other chieftains, felt the same.

All those pairs of eyes sneaking glances at the Demon King were invariably filled with astonishment, their stiff tail tips slightly curling against the floor tiles.

What a terrifying power!

It's no wonder he could lift the Dragon God Temple to the skies and then smash it onto the ground with force…

Just a fleeting contact with his shadow's gaze made them feel as if their blood was frozen!

The only one who was different was Aisemata.

This Lizardman Queen was closer to the Demon King's throne and observed more carefully, and the more she observed, the more she noticed the subtle changes in Luo Yan's demeanor.

It was not merely an increase in strength, but a tremor emanating from the depths of the soul—it made her heart surge, unable to calm.

A hint of elusive intoxication flickered in those golden-green pupils, as her slender tongue brushed the edges of her lips.

A powerful male!

It seems—

Humans aren't out of the question, after all?

It is said that to become a Lizardman is to be a Lizardman, a tradition of the Gana Continent; Aisemata convinced herself in a mere instant.

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